special

The unceremonious, unwelcome noise of Jimin's ringtone reverberated through his room, effectively waking him up even though he'd always been a pretty heavy sleeper.

It could only be Yoongi; everyone else's ringtone was either quiet or turned off during the night.

What's he still doing up? And why is he calling me? At four in the morning?

Maybe it was an accident, it wasn't the first time he'd woken up only for it to be just that.

Eventually it fell silent as the phone stopped ringing. The silence seemed all too prominent.

It rang again, rattling against the wood of Jimin's bedside table.

He picked it up, eyes still half-closed and sleepy. He ran a hand through his hair in a weak attempt to tame it, as though Yoongi could see him.

"Jiminie?" He sounded tired, too. Go to bed, hyung.

"Yeah? Is there something wrong? Are you alright?"

Yoongi laughed, the scratchiness of his voice through Jimin's phone sending shivers down his spine. "No. I mean, yeah I'm okay. Nothing's wrong. I just—" He cut off. Jimin counted to thirty.

"You just what, hyung?"

"Er. Are— Are we okay, Jiminie?"

"'Are we okay'? Of course we're okay, hyung, why would you ask that?"

"I. I still feel bad. Like, I know I explained myself, but I have a feeling—and you can correct me if I'm wrong—but I just, like, y'know. Got the sense you were still thinking about it."

"Oh. I'm not. Please believe me, hyung, because I know you like to dwell on things without closure. It took a little time, of course" Jimin admitted, "but I know that you were just looking out for your friends. Doubt can really cloud your judgement. You just. Don't think I'd actually—"

"Of course not, Jiminie. You the most caring, kind, and genuine person I have ever known in my life."

There was a pause, and a sniff. "Thanks hyung. That ... that means a lot. But, of course, I can't be the most. You've met yourself, right?" Yoongi could practically hear the smile in Jimin's voice.

"I have. My statement still stands."

"Pfft, yeah right, hyung. You're the most passionate. And even though you may not smile at everyone or like everyone," Yoongi rolled his eyes because that was a bit of an understatement, "it makes it specialer when you do."

"Specialer?"

"Specialer."

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