"I like you too."

Yoongi suddenly forgot to breathe. He turned into a prey in his predators mouth, acting dead.

Jimin lifts his head from Yoongi's shoulder and looks up at him. "Hyung?"

The older can't seem to make himself move, he just stares straight ahead, almost as if he was fascinated by Jimin's TV, which was off.

The blond pouted and shifted in his place, making space for his hands to reach up at Yoongi's face as he cups his cheeks and makes the older face him.

The two stare intensely into their eyes in the darkness.

Jimin had never noticed how much fear Yoongi's eyes held, how much worry they carried. Yoongi had never been looked at with such caring eyes before, and it made him confused.

"Why?"

Jimin smiles, a small chuckle leaving him as his hands fall to Yoongi's shoulders. "I'll tell you, if you tell me."

The blue haired didn't dare to look away from Jimin's eyes, even if he wanted to look elsewhere. "I like you because you make me feel safe. I'm not so scared when you are around. Everything felt grey before I met you. And now..." Yoongi's shoulders relax as he sighs and he brings his hand up to Jimin's face, his right hand moving a strand of hair out of Jimin's eye.

"It's like a rainbow has slowly taken over my life."

All the youngest can do is smile and as he does, he looks down at his own hands, grabbing onto Yoongi's shirt. "I like you... because I feel like I can be myself with you. And you always make me feel cared of... even on your meanie days."

Yoongi's eyes fall and he shakes his head. "I don't mean to be an asshole."

"I know you don't." Jimin leans forward, making the older look up, and he smiles. "I know you have a big heart Min Yoongi, and I'm asking you to take me and place me in it."

That's all it took.

That smile, those eyes looking up at him, those words reaching at his heart— It broke all his walls. The ones he had built and reinforced, the ones he swore he'd never let fall or be destroyed— Being pushed down ever so slightly by some boy.

Yoongi ever so careful, leaned forward and watched as Jimin closed his eyes. In that moment, it all flooded him. Fear, anxiety, insecurities— It took over and he felt himself almost fall back into that pit of grey that was once all he knew for so long.

But the moment Jimin's lips landed on his, it all went away.

His fear turned into excitement, his anxiety transformed into hope, his insecurities vanished. Colors overtook his mind and body, and all he could think of was Park Jimin.

Jimin wrapped his arms around Yoongi's neck, and the older did so at the younger's waist, pulling him onto his lap. And as they kissed, they rain became a soft mantel atop the house.

What was a small kiss turned into interlocking of lips, not wanting to let go just yet. And it wasn't passionate or desperate, it was longing. The two had missed what they hadn't ever had. Each other's touch.

Out of breath, the blond pulls away, his breaths so small yet audible.

The two stare at each other intensely yet again, and all Yoongi can do is smile as he presses his forehead against the other's. "You're real."

Jimin giggles as he boops Yoongi's nose. "Of course I'm real. You can't have an imaginary boyfriend, now can you?"

The blue haired boy smiled even wider, that gummy smile Jimin so much loves showing, and he pushes the younger down the couch, only to lay on top of him, placing his head on top of Jimin's chest.

He listens for Jimin's heartbeat and hears tbe steadiness yet quickness of it.

Ba-boom, ba-boom, ba-boom.

"Do you wanna go on a date?" He hears the way his heart skips a beat, containing his laughter as he looks up at the younger.

"Of course, silly." Jimin smiles and runs his hand though the blue locks. "We'll go on so many dates, it'll be like date-a-thon."

The two share a sigh before silence falls over the living room.

Suddenly, the lights come back on, startling the two as they both sit up in surprise. Jimin checks his phone which he had forgotten at the coffee table.

"Oh gosh... it's one in the morning already. We should head to bed." Jimin looks up from his phone only to find Yoongi spaced out. "Hyung."

Yoongi leans forward and pecks Jimin on the lips before smiling. "Hehe... I can just do that when I want now."

Jimin reiterates the action, and pecks Yoongi's lips. "So can I!"

Of course, Yoongi just had to make it into a competition and he pecked yet again, following a, "I can do it more though."

The two kissed a few more times before Yoongi yawned and the younger led them to his room, where they settled in bed and cuddled each other to sleep.

a/n: this chapter was kinda shit im so sorry