Sanctuary

Chap 14: cute

The morning breeze blissfully blew through the icy air, clouds of breath hung in the fog. Winter had come in one harsh blow, petals of thick snow began to fall, settling on the hard ground where the grass stood frozen.

It was beautiful, a stock imagine ripped right out of a dream. Jimin's eyes were in awe, admiring how the delicate snow flacks fell then settled on the icy ground. A soft, mystical fog hung in the gallows, shrouding the world in this smooth white. It truly was a sight to see, a delicious escape from the gruesome reality hanging so tauntingly over him.

"I wish we were out there, I haven't played in the snow in years." Jimin's eyes were stuck in the window, peering out to where the world enticed him with its gorgeous looks and slick charm.

"What's stopping us?" Jungkook's embarking temptingly, a suggestion hidden under his words.

Jimin's locked eyes trail away from the window to Jungkook who sat beside him at the breakfast table. A morning that consisted of over cooked scrambled eggs, burnt toast and to top it all off dry porridge. To which of course Jimin has touched none of, he wasn't going to torture his body by swallowing any of that down.

"We can't can we? I mean-we're not allowed." He pretends to sound distressed, scared of breaking the rules though ultimately it was his favourite past time.

Jungkook laughs at that, giving him his signature bunny smile while sneaking his hand to slide into Jimin's that sat on his thigh.

"That's never been a problem for you before, why let it be one now." He slyly grins at him, both knowing Jimin would make good on his promise.

They get entranced by one another's gaze, eyes stolen in each other's. The world around them blurring until it is barely seen, in their own little precious bubble where they planned to stay forever if possible. Both never really felt such confront before until they meet, both somehow knowing how to cheer the other up.

"If you guys are ditching to go play in the snow count me in." Tae's shrinking voice sliced the tension between the two young loves, snatching their attention.

Their eyes shift to Tae, suddenly remembering they weren't alone. Jimin's free hand goes to tentatively plays with the pedant resting in between his collarbones. The same that Jungkook had gifted him and made him promise to never take off.

"I'm down too, beats being stuck here being told how much god hates fags." Yoongi shrugs nonchalantly, his fork fiddling with the tough eggs that held this discolouring tint.

Jimin would've said ahem to that if he were religious but he wasn't so he simply gives a respective nod in agreement.

"Yeah, why not? I'm in too, sounds better than whatever they have planned for us." Namjoon chimes in his say, not seeing the point in being the only one not sneaking out to have some good old boyish fun.

"Sweet! So we're all in, this is going to be so much fun. We'll finally actually have some enjoyment in this shitty place." He couldn't be more ecstatic about the whole idea, the consequences of this not once crossing his mind since he didn't really care.

The tension is high, the urgency to be stealth and quiet now gleaming bright. They couldn't make a sound or a whisper if they didn't plan on getting caught. Each one of them is dressed head to toe in warm puffer jackets, cotton gloves and soft woollen beanies. The stale air outside isn't welcoming to those warm blooded so they needed all the layers they could get to protect their tender skin and bones.

When Jungkook laid eyes upon Jimin the only words he could think of is cute. What an adorable fluff ball his boyfriend was being almost suffocated by the oversized jacket that ate his small body up. Though of course he knew if he had verbalised his thoughts he's sure to get a right smack across the back of his head for Jimin did not like being seen as cute.