jimin jumped as he ran into someone the second he stepped outside of his and yoongi's apartment.

taehyung stood with his hand up in a fist as if he was about to just knock on the door when it opened.

"oh, hey." taehyung smiled, their faces literally just inches away from each other.

jimin shyly looked away, fiddling with his hands behind his back. "hey."

the two stood like that for a moment in silence before taehyung finally had enough and pulled him into his chest, giving his lips a greeting too.

"would you like to come in, or?"

"but you weren't just leaving?"

jimin shifted his weight on his feet, his keys jingling behind him as an obvious answer.

"i mean yeah but-"

"then let's go." taehyung grinned, holding his hand.

the shorter of the two felt his cheeks start to warm up so he pressed his free hand against one to try and cool it off.

as the two left the building taehyung suddenly stopped.

"wait, where are we going?"

jimin let out a giggle as he turned back to him.

"what did you come over for if you didn't make plans?"

taehyung bumped against his shoulder and intertwined their fingers in the hand he was holding. "i wanted to cuddle, but this is good too."

an odd feeling ran through the smaller's body as taehyung started swinging their hands in between them, leading him towards the street.

jimin bit his lip as they passed by the lounge bar, worried about a certain gray haired man seeing them holding hands.

tae held open the cafe door for him, jimin smiling cutely saying a small 'thank you'.

"oh, guys! hey-" the male already sitting at one of the table in the small coffee shop froze as he saw their hands.

jimin panicked removing his hand away from taehyung who pouted at him. "i-it's not what it looks like."

"oh its not?" hoseok chuckled, a smile rising to his lips. "because it looks like you're on a date."

jimin opened his mouth to explain himself but taehyung interrupted. "we are."

"you're lucky i covered for your little sneaking out, yoongi would have killed you if he knew you were with taehyung instead."

the black haired boy looked at him curiously. "why?"

taehyung grabbed jimin's hand, glaring at hoseok as he pulled him to the counter. "it's not all that important."

and of course, as the foolishly trusting boy he was, park jimin believed it.