toothpaste kises
BY:honeyoungjae
Summary: jimin has never been kissed Super soft.
Story:
yoongi walked into the practice room expecting it to be dark and empty only to find it was already occupied by none other than park jimin.
the grey haired boy hadn’t noticed yoongi walk in so the older sat his bag down and stood at the side silently.
he watched as jimin moved gracefully across the floor in front of the large mirror that covered the wall.
yoongi never understood how jimin could move his body in such a way; he looked so relaxed as he danced lightly from side to side, being careful when nailing his footing and moving his arms so delicately as though they were made of porcelain.
jimin was literally dancing like no one was watching, his eyes closed like he was being sent somewhere else while dancing, like when he danced he was in a state of pure euphoria.
yoongi loved watching him dance.
the music slowly came to a hault, as did jimin. his eyes opened and his body stuttered in its motions a little as he noticed the black haired boy in the mirror, clapping softly.
“when did you get here?” the younger asked
“couple minutes ago. that was really good by the way.” yoongi replied.
“thanks.” jimin said with a flattered smile as yoongi walked over to him jimin raised the bottle to his lips, a drop of water running past his pretty lips down his chin adorable. yoongi thought.
“did you come to go over some moves? i can help you if you want.” jimin asked, nervousness tainting his voice.
“maybe later, you should take a break for now. wouldn’t wanna overwork you.” yoongi answered.
“if you insist.” jimin said with a small smirk on his face.
the two walked over to the black leather couch on the other side of the room, yoongi having taken a bottle of water and a couple of energy bars from his bag. they sat themselves down and yoongi tossed a bar to jimin who smiled gratefully and began unwrapping it. yoongi couldn’t stop staring at his plump lips as he chewed, not that jimin noticed though, he was too busy scrolling through his phone.
jimin then put his phone down as he swallowed the last bite of the bar and turned to face yoongi who had since stopped himself staring before the other could notice
“so get this,” jimin started, a hint of excitement in his voice.
“i saw namjoon kissing this girl just outside the dorm door the other day. she was really pretty, dark brown hair, about my height.” the younger said, sounding slightly proud of his elder.
“oh, really? good for him. if this turns into a thing we might get some really great lyrics. and a happy joon of course.” yoongi chuckled slightly.
huh.
namjoon had a possible girlfriend.
at least we know he’ll treat her well, he always has been the hopeless romantic type. yoongi thought.
