𝐜𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐜𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐡 | 𝐲𝐨𝐨𝐧𝐦𝐢𝐧

12

The sun rose slowly the next morning.

Normally, Jimin was up first, but this day when the boy's eyes first opened, Yoongi was propped on one elbow, his other hand playing with Jimin's hair.

"Hey," he whispered, leaning down to peck the younger's lips.

Jimin was still in a daze, so he just hummed, rolling in Yoongi's arms, and throwing his leg and arm over Yoongi's body. He was hit with a sudden bolt of soreness, wincing a little at the sudden pain. Yoongi noted Jimin's reaction, frowning a little as he massaged Jimin's hip with his hand.

"Sore?"

"A little. We really didn't go gently that last time."

The blonde's lips cocked up in a smile, as he rolled out of the bed, much to Jimin's protests. Yoongi shocked the boy, going to pick him up and carry him to the bathroom. He rested Jimin gently on the side of the tub while he leaned over and worked on filling it.

Jimin shamelessly stared at the smooth, milky perfection of Yoongi's skin, blushing slightly at the angry red looking scratches littering his back.

The blonde caught him staring and raised an eyebrow.

"Are you checking me out?"

Jimin merely shrugged, acting nonchalant. "It's nothing I haven't seen before."

Yoongi just shook his head, reaching around and grabbing the shower gel. Pouring a liberal amount until bubbles almost spilled over the edge, he stuck his hand in the water to feel the temperature, before helping Jimin into the tub and settling down behind him.

The warm water was soothing, as Jimin leaned back against Yoongi's chest. The older reached for a bottle, lathering some shampoo in his hands before massaging it into Jimin's hair, taking care to run his fingers through it thoroughly.

The pink haired boy's eyes closed, blissed-out, as the soft pressure Yoongi was applying to his scalp felt heavenly.

After he was done, he took the showerhead and rinsed Jimin's hair, making sure to keep the spray and extra soap out of Jimin's eyes.

Yoongi pressed a soft kiss to the boy's shoulder as he finished.

Jimin turned in the tub, motioning for the older to do the same. The pink haired boy began to wash Yoongi's hair.

"How badly do you think Jin is going to hurt me when we get back?" Yoongi mumbled.

Jimin laughed at the thought of Jin's reaction.

"He'll be upset, you might get the 'you're dead to me' talk, but you'll be fine. Jin knows how much you mean to me."

Yoongi grabbed one of Jimin's arms, pressing kisses to the skin.

"I don't know about you, but I really like spending time with you here. What do you say we stay a little longer?"

Jimin sighed, smiling a little. "I love everyone dearly, really, I do. But I like this too."

Jimin watched Yoongi's lips turn up in a smile.

"Good. I plan to put that box to good use before we go back."

Jimin hit his shoulder, but the older just laughed and placed a soft kiss on the underside of his jaw.

"Come on. Let's rinse off and then I'll show you my chef skills."

"Oh? What can you make?"

Yoongi pretended to think about it, tapping his chin.

"Hmmm...how about those Belgian waffles...like the ones Jin brought you that time we toured in France? I have a waffle maker."