Why are they so cute? Do you see the way Jimin's hugging him like it's a regular thing between them? 💜 why am I so soft today and why did I come up with this story out of literally nowhere?

Jimin and Taehyung were watching a movie in Taehyung's phone since they were too lazy to look for the laptop. They had already changed clothes and brushed their teeth. They lied on their normal position, which consisted in Jimin placing his head on either Taehyung's chest or the crook of his neck or his tummy. This time was his chest, because he liked the way it was becoming stronger.

Jimin wrapped his arm around Taehyung's waist and the brown haired didn't seem to bother. Of course he wouldn't, they had done more things than just hugging. And Jimin was reminded of them because of the scene that was displayed on Tae's phone. It was a kissing scene. For some reason, Jimin had always been uncomfortable with kissing scenes and Taehyung knew it so he turned his face to see Jimin's reaction, who was looking at the suddenly interesting wall. Taehyung chucked.

"You're the same as always. Don't get shy, soon you'll have to kiss someone too."

Jimin turned his face so fast that it made him dizzy.

"What?" He was in shock.

"What what?"

"I don't have to kiss anyone."

"Of course you have. You're fifteen."

"So what? It's not an obligation. You're fifteen too and you haven't kissed anyone."

Taehyung remained quiet because he was thinking of something that came back to his mind after Jimin said that sentence. But Jimin didn't know it, so he just took his silence as an answer and he put his hand over his opened mouth in pure shock.

"You kissed someone." Jimin sat up looking down at the brown haired boy. Jimin's hand was still covering his mouth. And his lips where suddenly trembling, he didn't know why.

"What?" Taehyung's thoughts were interrupted when he listened to Jimin and saw his eyes glistening. "W-what?" He repeated, feeling himself panicking at that sight.

"You did kiss someone." Jimin felt the tears threatening to fall and he just could wonder what the hell was wrong with himself to cry over that. Maybe I'm especially sensitive tonight, he thought. "And you didn't tell me."

"Because there's nothing to tell. I haven't kissed anyone, Jiminie." Taehyung dropped his phone to cup Jimin's face.

"You promise?" Jimin forced his tears back. He felt ridiculous.

"Yeah... well, no, but-"

"You did?!" Jimin practically yelled.

"No, no, no. I'm just trying to understand if y-you- you know, if y-you count."

"What?"

"You know. Don't you remember?" And Jimin suddenly remembered what he was reminded of when he watched the kissing scene.

"O-our kisses?" He asked, a little ashamed at the thought that maybe Taehyung wasn't thinking about it. But that's exactly what he was talking about, and the way Jimin asked made his heart melt.

"Y-yes." He limited to say. And there was silence for a few seconds.

"Do you want to count them?" Jimin asked. Remembering the soft kisses they started to share when they were twelve but were forced to stop almost a year ago, because they heard some people at their school mock men who kissed each other. And they were saying that -if they had the chance- they would kill those faggots. Jimin didn't understand at that time, but Taehyung did, so he stopped their kisses for their own good.

"Would you count them?" Taehyung asked back. Jimin thought for a moment before answering so, so shyly.

"I count them. B-but I don't know if you could."

"Why is that?"

"For you, kisses are those heated things that you watch on TV, when they use their tongues and bite their lips, but what we share were also kisses, weren't they?" Taehyung gulped visibly.

"They were, and I count them. I count every single kiss we shared, Jiminie, even if they were only on the cheeks, I'll count them forever." Jimin felt like he would blush at that, but he just smiled.

"Then we already had our first kiss? And it was with each other."

"Why are you sounding so doubtful?"

"None of us ever thought about ourselves already giving our first kiss." Jimin stated. "It means we didn't count them until now. Was it because it needs to be on the lips to be your first kiss?"

Taehyung thought about it and Jimin was right. They probably never thought they already had given their first kiss because it wasn't on the lips.

"Probably."

"Do we have to wait to give our real first kiss then?"

"I think so. People say you have to wait for the right person." Taehyung shrugged. A little disappointed because just a few seconds ago they had agreed that they were their first kiss.

"How do you recognize the right person? How do you know it's not just a simple person who's stealing it from you?"

"Well, I don't think a first kiss is that important. You make it sound like it's your virgi-" He stopped, not wanting Jimin to ask those questions just now. He'll know someday. "But the right person is the one you love and they love you. You trust each other enough to give your first kiss and you feel comfortable with it." He said that out of the blue, but was surprised because it sounded right.

Apparently, it had the same effect on Jimin, who looked surprised. Jimin nodded and went back to Taehyung's chest.

"We should sleep now." Jimin suggested. "I don't want to continue the movie."

"Alright then." Taehyung stopped the movie and placed his phone on the nightstand, then he turned off the lights. They covered themselves with the sheets and turned their bodies to be facing each other. It was their position to sleep together since they were little.

The room was silent and it was dark, but they could still distinguish their faces because of the light that was coming through the window. A few minutes passed and Taehyung had his eyes closed, thinking Jimin was already drifting into his dreams, but Jimin was thinking the exact same thing about the other. Unlike Taehyung, Jimin had his eyes still opened to watch Taehyung 'sleeping'.

Jimin was debating two options, so he made a mental deal with himself. If he wakes up after you say his name once, you ask. He challenged.

"Taetae." Jimin whispered in the smallest voice he had ever made.

"Yes?" Taehyung didn't even opened his eyes and Jimin was now a ball of nerves. "What is it?" Jimin let a long sigh.

"Taetae." He said again, encouraging himself. This time Taehyung opened his eyes to look at the smaller, who was looking at him with such intensity.

"What's wrong, baby?" Jimin got closer to Taehyung's face until they were inches apart.

"Taetae, can you kiss me?"

Taehyung was suddenly more awake than ever, but he couldn't believe what his best friend, his brother, was asking him.

"What?"

"Can you kiss me, please? I want my first kiss to be with someone I love and who loves me." His voice was so quiet.

Taehyung was taken aback. But who was he to say no to his best friend? Taehyung nodded softly and sat up, Jimin simply lied on him back, looking at Taehyung leaning slowly towards his lips and Jimin's heart felt like it was going to burst.

I'm gonna get kissed, I'm gonna get kissed, I'm gonna get kissed. That's the only thing Jimin's mind was thinking of when he saw Taehyung so close that Jimin just had to shut his eyes. And Taehyung did the same, too nervous because he didn't have any experience, but then again, Jimin had none either.

Their lips finally touched in a soft motion, the feeling almost going unnoticed. They brushed their lips against each other for a few seconds, until Jimin opened his mouth just a little, and Taehyung followed him to finally intertwine their lips, closing their mouths a little to feel the friction of their lips together, they opened once again and closed, finally tasting the other. Taehyung liked the way Jimin's lips felt like gummies, and Jimin liked the way Taehyung's lips where so soft against his, as if he didn't want Jimin to get hurt.

They kissed for ten minutes straight, their pace was slow, so slow, and so soft, and so sweet. How can a kiss be sweet? Well, you just have to experience it to know what they were feeling. The encounter of their lips produced a particular sound that both liked. They wanted to keep hearing that sound and they wanted to keep kissing other ten minutes, maybe twenty, with that slow pace that was killing and melting them.

Taehyung finally let go, not sure if Jimin would let go first, so he did in case Jimin was too shy to ask him to stop. The thing is, Jimin didn't want to stop.

Taehyung lied on his back again, and both were wrapped in the sheets, looking at the ceiling. Both of them felt weird. There was a sensation in their bellies and they had the urge to smile, but they didn't. Unsure of what they were feeling.

"That was..." Taehyung started.

"Sweet." Jimin finally grinned under the covers.

It's fucking 5:06 am. What am I doing?