||Serendipity||Yoonmin||

Stars

Min Yoongi was asleep; He had been in the studio all day, working extremely hard and tirelessly. He curled up, hugging a pillow, and rather resembled a kitten. He was wearing a black hoodie with a zip. His gradient grey hair was messy, yet gorgeous. Or so, Park Jimin thought. Jimin had been staring at Yoongi sleeping for the past half an hour, smiling to himself. He played with Yoongi's hair for a while; While Yoongi was awake (which was usually never) everyone was forbidden to touch his hair. Why, Jimin thought to himself, why do you make me feel so different?

Yoongi moved slightly, and Jimin instantly withdrew his hand, his eyes wide. Yoongi however, grabbed Jimin's hand and put it back on his grey hair. Jimin, taken by surprise, murmured, "Hyung?"

"You can continue," Yoongi whispered, making Jimin go slightly pink, pink to the roots of his blonde hair. Yoongi fell back asleep, his mouth hanging open slightly. Jimin got up and put on his shoes, hoping that his hyung would not wake up. He reached for the door, but hesitated as Yoongi moaned, "Jimin?" Where is he going at this time? He thought.

Jimin paused, not expecting Yoongi to call for him. He turned around slowly, to see Yoongi with his eyes still closed, yet quite awake. He walked to his hyung slowly and timidly, then asked in his sweet little voice, "Yes hyung?"

"Where are you going?" Yoongi asked.

"T-to the roof," Jimin replied, "S-see you hyung." Jimin turned to leave, and then went pink yet again, as Yoongi held his hand.

"Stay."

Jimin's brain was throbbing. Did Yoongi just ask me to stay?! Jimin panicked, not expecting the love of his life to say such a thing. Ugh, Park Jimin, stop panicking, he probably doesn't even like you, Jimin sighed. Trying to make an excuse, he began to talk, to find himself saying, "Come with me." Jimin looked rather surprised by what he had just said, just as surprised as Yoongi.

Yoongi opened his eyes instantly, and stuttered, "W-what?" Park Jimin, are you trying to kill me with your cuteness?! Yoongi cursed.

Jimin smiled and repeated, "Come with me." Yoongi got up, and they both went to the roof. Tonight was a beautiful night. The sky was a navy colour, and the stars were so bright. Jimin laughed out loud with delight, and spread his arms wide. The breeze was cool, and rather relaxing. Yoongi smiled to himself, you're such a happy mochi, aren't you, Jimin?

Jimin closed his eyes and breathed the cold air. Yoongi held back the extremely strong urge to hug him, and sighed deeply. Min Yoongi, keep yourself together, he probably doesn't even like you. He leaned against the rail, watching Jimin. Jimin opened his eyes and he made eye contact with Yoongi, and both of them looked away quickly, flustered. As Jimin looked away, Yoongi began to watch him again, praying that this time he wouldn't get caught.

"It's such a pretty night, isn't it, hyung?" Jimin asked, to hide his embarrassment.

"Yeah, it's really spectacular," Yoongi smiled, but not as spectacular and pretty as you, Jimin.

Jimin sat on a flat edge of the rooftop.

"J-Jimin, you might fall!" Yoongi gasped, quickly rushing over to him.

"There's another platform there, hyung, I won't fall," Jimin replied, smiling sweetly, "Come sit." He moved aside and patted the space beside him, still smiling. Yoongi sat next to Jimin, his mind going wild. Of course, it was common for Yoongi to hide his emotions, yet he felt butterflies in his stomach. Jimin sighed and looked up to the sky. He began humming a sweet tune, but stopped as Yoongi glanced at him.

"I'm sorry hyung," Jimin began, "I'll stop if you wa-"

"N-no, i like your tune," Yoongi murmured. Jimin continued humming. Yoongi was amazed by his love's vocals. How can he ever doubt his beautiful singing, Yoongi sighed, I love you Jimin, I love you so much.

Jimin put his head on Yoongi's shoulder, and suddenly they both made a fierce eye contact, their faces so close to each other. Jimin was extremely flustered. He inched away from Yoongi slowly, feeling empty inside. Jimin, what were you thinking?! He scolded himself, yet he couldn't help but feel his heart aching with the panic, and his brain begging him to go back to him again. Jimin shivered slightly, as the breeze got a bit cold. Yoongi, who had noticed the younger looking cold, took off his hoodie and put it around Jimin.

"H-hyung, w-why are you..." Jimin began, his voice trailing off.

"You were shivering," Yoongi said sternly, "You needed it."

"But hyung! You'll get cold now!" Jimin protested. Yet he felt so warm, and so comfortable.

"I'm fine," Yoongi replied. Yet this was a lie. He was feeling a bit chilly from the moment he had given his hoodie to Jimin, but his heart felt so warm. Jimin knew that his dearest hyung was lying. He edged close to him, and put his head on Yoongi's shoulder. He unzipped the jacket, and put the left side of it around Yoongi, and the right around himself. Yoongi could feel his cheeks burning.
"Hyung, do you feel warmer?" Jimin asked, smiling like a mochi.
"Yes Jimin, thank you," Yoongi whispered. He began talking to Jimin, and Jimin listened closely to Yoongi's soothing voice. He was not feeling tense about lying on Yoongi anymore, he felt really comfortable. Jimin closed his eyes and held onto Yoongi's warm hand. Without any more concerns, he fell asleep, leaning against the one person he loved. Yoongi smiled at Jimin sleeping. He kissed Jimin's forehead and murmured, "I love you." And they were both asleep.