Yoongi POV
"Hey, hyungie?" Jimin asks during our slow hour of the afternoon. It's been a week and a half since our first date, as he's been so subtly flirting with me ever since, it's been crazy.
I hum softly in response as I glance over at him as I pull the chocolate chip cookies from the oven.
"Can I talk to you in back for a moment? There's something I wanted to ask you." Jimin requests, and I can hear in his voice that he's shy about whatever it is. I frown in confusion at the shyness in his voice but decide to merely shrug it off, nodding my head.
"We'll be back in a minute, Tae. I'm sure you can handle us for the moment?" I tell the youngest as I glance over to him. He smiles at me, nodding before helping the next customer.
With that, I turn to Jimin and motion for him to go in back with me. Leading us all the way to the very back of the shop, I take a seat on the bottom stairs that lead up to my apartment door, glancing up at the younger curiously.
"What's up, Jiminie?" I ask softly, knowing how nervous he is right now. I watch as he bites his lip, glancing away from me for a moment, seemingly trying to collect himself. I don't push though, not wanting to rush the younger or make him uncomfortable.
"Umm... Well, I-... I know we've only been on a couple dates, hyung. But... I-umm, I was wondering if you were interested in giving us a shot and being my boyfriend? I-I don't wanna rush you or anything so I completely get it if you don't want that or anything, I just- I thought..." Jimin stumbles all over his words, but the question comes out nonetheless and leaves me somewhat stunned.
My gaze falls from his face to my lap as the question echos in my head, making me somewhat nervous. I feel absolutely terrible at the moment, feeling completely torn on what I'm supposed to do here. On what the hell the right thing to do is.
I still miss Namjoon dearly. Though, I feel like I'll always miss him at least a little. He was my best friend and the first friend I ever remember making. But, he's gone, and I don't really think he's ever coming back at this point. Not after last time.
Jimin's here though, and he makes me happy. He makes me feel okay with myself and what I'm doing. He's always here anymore, at the bakery that is, no matter how packed it is or isn't. He's so light spirited and sweet and kind, and I've really enjoyed the dates he's taken me on. He's so patient and he really is loving.
"I-... If you're hesitating because you still feel for Namjoon, it's okay, hyung. I'm willing to wait for you to get over him if it's possible, I just... I kinda like the idea of getting to at least call you mine. I don't want to make you uncomfortable or pressure you or rush you or anything of the sort though, Yoongi. And it's okay if you eventually decide to give me the chance to call you mine, and later on decide that you can't do it and that it's still Namjoon. At the end of the day, I just want you to be happy. I just want to try and help make you happy along the way if I can." Jimin says softly, stepping forward a bit so that he's closer, reaching out and gently taking my hand in his, grip extremely loose.
I bite my lower lip a bit at this, knowing I want to at least give this a try with him.
With a small deep breath, I take his hand in mine as well, tightening my grip on him gently before looking up at him. His gaze is on me, patience written on his face as he watches and waits for me to respond.
With a small smile on my lips, I stand up and let go of his hand, opting instead to cup his cheeks gently as I lean close.
"Yes, Jimin. I'm willing to give this a try with you, and be able to call you mine." I whisper quietly. I watch as his eyes light up, grin spreading across those lips of his.
"Really?" He giggles in quiet excitement. I chuckle lightly at this, rubbing my thumb over his cheek gently.
"Really." I murmur before leaning down just the tiniest bit and connecting our lips.
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Deal With The Pain | Namgi
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