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71: Teaching me to be happy

(I was looking for a picture that fits with the scene but then I saw this picture..... I stared at it for a good 10 minutes.)

Training Wheels - Melanie Martinez

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"Can you stop being a brat!"

"Can you let me breathe?"

Jimin glares murderously at the boy, who refuses to leave his bed or the room or this apartment, and it's driving him insane!

How can this kid stay in bed all day?!

"Yeosang!" Jimin groans, stomping his foot on the wooden floor, "I will go there and drag you out myself if I have to."

This didn't nudge Yeosang, who's back is turned towards him as he hides under the sheets of his bed, clearly ignoring him.

Alright you stubborn bitch.

The hard way it is then.

Jimin rolls the sleeves up of his long sleeved grey shirt, marching right up to the boy and attempts to yank the comforters off him. Yeosang whines annoyedly and holds onto the sheets tightly, "Minnie! Stop it!"

"No!" He huffs back, still tugging on the sheets aggressively, "You need to get out and breathe air out of this room-FUCK!"

His body suddenly launches forward when Yeosang yanks the sheets towards him, hard, making him fall on top of his body. Yeosang groans much more irritated now, turning his body furiously towards him, "Jimin can you not-"

Oh....

They're very close.

Very..... Very close.

Jimin nearly forgot how to breath as his eyes studies the dark glitters of Yeosang's eyes from under him. From this angle he can see the rims of nearly dark gold circulating near his pupils, that are now dilated to block out the soft brown color in shock.

Is this his heart pounding this fast?

Fuck Jimin's shaking now, why is he shaking?

Many thoughts kept cruising through his mind, especially when he feels Yeosang's hands slowly placing themselves on his hips, holding tightly. It all happed so fast when he suddenly throws Jimin's body to the space beside him, making Jimin yelp in surprise as Yeosang tears him off his body.

What the fuck!

Jimin groans lowly, ready to curse at the boy with his evil glare but Yeosang beat him to it.

"Uh sorry," Yeosang mutters nervously, sitting to the side of the bed before getting up, "Too much contact, I don't want to trigger you."

Jimin annoyance slowly dwindled away, now replaced with an odd feeling cruising through him.

Not in a bad way, more so.... In shock.

Anyone would've taken advantage of the opportunity that they were alone to slam their lips together, probably even fuck him on the spot. Well that's the key word there, isn't it?

Anyone.

Yeosang isn't just anyone.

He cares about Jimin and his comfort.

Jimin should know better than to think that he would just pull a move like that on him, all so sudden without him being ready for it.

So with the little reassurance caressing his heart, Jimin smiles brightly and gets off the bed, wrapping his arms around Yeosang's torso from behind, placing his chin on his shoulder blade.