BTS One Shots {REQUESTS OPEN}

Yoonmin - Bad Day

Dragging himself into the apartment, Yoongi drops his shoes near the door and trudges towards the bathroom, muscles throbbing. Nothing seems to have gone right today - first he was locked out of the office at work, then his computer crashed (several times), and things just got worse from there.

He reaches into the glass-walled box and turns the switch on the wall as far as it'll go, causing water to release from the showerhead and wet his hair slightly. He then strips himself of everything he's wearing and steps inside, muttering to himself the entire while.

Once he's inside, he rests his forearms on the wall and lets out a sigh, letting the hot water run down his back. He barely hears the lock click and the door open, his mind too clouded with thoughts to let him focus on anything around him.

What catches his attention is the sight of someone else standing outside the shower, their figure only just visible through the fogged-up glass. Just a moment after spotting them, the door opens, and he hears them step inside before it closes again. It doesn't faze him though - by now, he's used to it, even enjoys it rather than just tolerating it.

"Jiminie," he mumbles, hugging his boyfriend from behind as his eyes begin to well up.

"What's wrong, hyungie?" asks the other, concerned.

Yoongi sniffles. "Everything."

"Sweetheart, talk to me." the younger whispers, finding his lover's hand and squeezing it. "I can't help you unless you tell me what's wrong."

"I-It's... Everything went wrong... and it's all my fault..."

"Alright, calm down." the brunet makes a gentle hushing sound and hugs him, stroking his water-logged hair. "Just calm down, take a deep breath, and relax. You're okay."

Nodding, the shorter male inhales deeply, letting go with another sigh. "I'm sorry. I've just had a really shitty day."

"I know," Jimin kisses his forehead. "I'll look after you tonight, yeah? Whatever you want, we'll do it."

"Mm, that sounds nice."

They spend a little while like this before beginning to wash one another, taking time to appreciate the little things - it's not often that they've got time to shower together, since they work seemingly opposite hours, but it's nice to have the chance now.

Once out, dried and dressed - Yoongi in some grey sweatpants and a blue t-shirt and Jimin in his slacks and button-down shirt - they make themselves comfortable on the couch, the younger sitting while his boyfriend's head rests in his lap.

"Jimin,"

"Hm?"

"Can you... sing something for me?"

'Neoreul mannaneun Sunday
Gidaryeowatdeon Sunday
How we do how we do
How we do uh yeah
Sigana jogeumman ppalli dallyeojwo
Neoreul mannaneun Sunday
Sangsangman haetdeon Someday
Oneureun hansumdo mot jal geot gata'

"My sweet boy," Jimin whispers, smiling warmly as he leans down to peck the blond's lips, and threads his tiny fingers through his lover's hair.

"You say that like I'm younger than you," mumbles the elder, pouting. "I don't want to be treated like some kid."

"I know, but sometimes all you need is to have a little affection. And it's not exactly a secret that you love being looked after."

"Yeah, I guess I don't hate it."

"People think you're all cold and mean, but you're actually really sweet, y'know."

Yoongi smiles, eyes fluttering closed as his boyfriend continues to massage his scalp gently. "I appreciate that, thank you."

"Just doing my job." the brown-haired smiles back, then glances at the clock. "Speaking of which, I'm gonna have to leave soon. You gonna be okay on your own?"

"Mm," a nod. "I'll probably just go to bed."

"Alright, kitten. Call me if you need anything while I'm gone, alright?"

"I will."