The Mechanism of Life

𝚃𝚆𝙴𝙽𝚃𝚈 𝚃𝚆𝙾

𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘨: 𝘚𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘵 𝘕𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵, 𝘝

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Jimin slowly opened his eyes. Immediately regretting it when the sunlight fell upon him. Making him scrunch up his face, and blink furiously before he could adjust. He frowned, noticing the bed in front of him was empty. He looked down, but Yoongi wasn't present there either. He frowned even more, and checked the time. It was barely even eight. He turned over, and almost yelped out loud when he saw the raven head sitting next to him. 

"Morning." Yoongi muttered, without looking at him.

"Wha-" Jimin stopped. He remembered the elder helping him to bed last night because his body felt too weak after everything that happened. And after that Jimin didn't let him go. Again. It was just easier to fall asleep, for some reason, when the other was around. And the dreams didn't happen. He got to sleep in peace. He glanced down, and saw Yoongi working on his laptop. Jimin sluggishly raised his body, and rested his weight on his elbows. Yoongi was working on their presentation.

"It's today!" He exclaimed, remembering the date.

Yoongi hummed. Jimin saw the elder glancing towards him for a split second before turning back to his work. He rubbed his eyes, thinking the elder's cheeks had grown a little redder than usual. He didn't have the time to think about it much, when his phone buzzed. He turned around, and reached over to pick it up. Both Taehyung and Jungkook had messaged him. 

He quickly message them back, letting them know that he was okay. He was bit surprised seeing that neither of them had messaged him last night. He had guessed that there would be several thousand of messages, and he had already prepared an apology. 

"I called them last night, after you fell asleep." Yoongi spoke up, "To let them know you're okay. They said that it's okay if you don't call away right away. But just call them eventually."

"Oh..." Jimin looked back at his phone. He didn't really want to talk to them right now. While, he knew should, but they, were a huge reminder of the things that Jimin didn't want to think about just yet. He put the phone back down and looked back at the laptop screen. 

"When did you wake up?" Jimin asked. 

"An hour ago or something." Yoongi mumbled the response. Furrowing his brows before furiously tapping away on the keyboard. And stopping shortly after. Jimin gave him a surprised look and asked, "Why didn't you wake me up? I could've helped you."

Jimin watched as the elder opened his mouth, but snapped it shut afterwards and shrugged as an answer. The red tinge on his cheeks darkening ever so little. Jimin was about to point it out, but then Yoongi's phone rang. Jimin frowned, but didn't say anything. Rolling off the bed and heading to the bathroom. 

When he walked back out, the elder was still on his bed and working on his laptop. Jimin yawned a little, spotting a plate wrapped in foil, and cup of coffee next to it. He glanced up at the elder and frowned a little. He was almost too sure that Yoongi didn't hunch over that much while working on his laptop. He picked up the plate, removing the foil. Surprised when he found the toast to be still warm and crunchy. He held the bread in his mouth, and picked up the cup before walking to his bed. He tried to eat without making much mess. But couldn't help the little crumbles that fell down every now and then. His eyes stuck to the laptop, and studying the presentation slides. Yoongi was adding a few final touches, and adjusting the timing of it. 

"the spewwing ish wrong dere." Jimin mumbled, nibbling on his bread. 

"Hmm?" Yoongi turned around, looking at him with raised eyebrow. He spotted the few crumbles, and sighed, "Move over."