Us

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Back in their room Yoongi smiled at Jimin before walking over to the fridge, they had bought for their room a couple of months ago, since Jimin had plastered Yoongi about, how he really wanted to have some food as close to his bed as possible.

"Want some coke or ice tea?" he offered as he grabbed a drink and opened it in a swift motion, before taking a big gulp of it.

"Can I take a sip of yours?" Jimin shyly asked as he sat down on the couch, hugging his legs blankly staring at the TV in front of him.

"Stand up!" Jimin flinched at the angry voice and tried to get up as quickly as he possibly could, only to be pushed of the cushion, because he took to long. He landed on the cold floor. His tailbone hurt, but nevertheless he bit back any sound of discomfort, rubbing his hip, where he had hit the ground. He didn't want to anger Beom, who made himself comfortable on the couch, any further.

"Stop looking at me like an injured dog. I know you're not better than one, but at least try to act like you are a decent human being. Also those are just the consequences of what you did. Don't act like I'm treating you unfairly. Do you have an idea how much you hurt me when you tried to stop me earlier? You make it seem like I'm raping you or something, even though you know damn well that your mine and that I can do whatever I want to with you..."

Nodding slowly, turned around to face the TV. Once again he bit his tongue to hold back a sob, tears burning in his eyes. That's when a pillow hit the back of his head. "Here that's for you."

Confused Jimin looked down at the pillow carefully taking it into his hold. Warmth spread through Jimin's body, his heart fluttering at the kind gesture.

It was at moments like these that Jimin felt loved by his boyfriend. The love he was feeling, kept him from realizing both his body and soul were slowly crumbling.

Lost in memories of his past, Jimin didn't notice Yoongi approaching before dropping down on the sofa, next to the antsy boy. Jimin flinched a frightened look in his eyes, when he looked up at Yoongi.

"Shhhhh it's just me..." Yoongi cooed softly, reaching his hand out and soothingly running it over Jimin's shoulder. "Just me." He scooted a bit closer, to wrap his arm around Jimin's shoulder before carefully rubbing the anxious boy's back.

Although it had already been months, Jimin still seemed to be really jumpy, whenever he spent too much time alone with his thoughts. Beom sure had left behind a lot of pain and injuries that took longer to heal than those visible, but Yoongi had no problem with that. He would gladly be Jimin's personal nurse, if that was what he needed. Hell even if those scars were to never heal entirely Yoongi was certain that he would spent the rest of his life with the boy, even if it meant never getting to touch him and just being there for him.

"Yoongi..." The younger boy's voice, was just a quiet sob, that made Yoongi's heart sting.

Slowly in order not to startle him, Yoongi wrapped his arms around Jimin pulling him into a tight hug, which resulted in Jimin sitting down on his lap burying his face in Yoongi's Pullover, before startling and pulling away again. It took Yoongi's seconds to realize what was wrong. Notice the way Jimin's eyes were frightenedly trained on the tear stains he had left on the piece of clothing. Jimin searched the room with his eyes, looking distressed."I'm so sorry... I didn't mean to... I will go get a towel or something to wipe this off..." When he tried to get up, to go search for the towel, Yoongi held in place.

He expected Yoongi to snap at him for ruining his sweater, just like Beom would have done, but all the boy did was smile sadly and pulling Jimin as close to him as possible again. "You don't have to. If ruining my sweater is what it takes to dry your tears, you can have every single piece of clothing I own, if it makes you feel just a bit better."

Jimin sniffled, confused by the others reaction since he had been sure, that his crybaby behavior would annoy the older.

"You're not angry?" The question just delivered another blow to Yoongi, who once again felt bad for not noticing earlier just how fucked up, Jimin's relationship had been.

"Of course I'm not." He assured, caressing Jimin's cheek, feeling the strong urge to plaster kisses all over the younger's face showing him what being loved felt like. "You can cry whenever you want, wherever you want and I will always be there for you."

Yoongi wasn't lying. Jimin could start crying, while he was taking a trip to America and Yoongi would literally take the soonest flight to get back to korea, in order to console him. That's just exactly how whipped he was. Just as whipped as he always had been.

"Jimin are you okay?" The soft sobs abruptly stopped, silence following. It was already dark outside, the others already trying to sleep. It was late after all.

"Yeah..." Jimin's voice sounded broken, rough and tired. It was one of the few moments where Yoongi wished he wouldn't be lying in his bed and instead would be in a situation where he could call Jimin out for not being okay. He wished Jimin would be in front of him and could confront him about what had happened. Why Jimin was crying.

But instead he was lying there, his heart aching as he accepted Jimin's lie. "Okay... Good night."

"Thank you..." Jimin smiled sincerely cuddling up to Yoongi once again.

"Actually do you want to talk a bit instead of watching TV?" Yoongi suggested his hand rubbing along Jimin's side soothingly. Even the slight contact gave Yoongi an idea of Jimin's body.

Sure he would have been ready to go without any touching, but that didn't mean that he never had wanted Jimin.

"Why?" Jimin seemed confused at the olders offer, furrowing his eyebrows.

"Just feeling like it... I thought that maybe we could talk about life and stuff... as an example... what do you think of the way Tae kept staring at Jungkook's ass, while practicing today?"

A giggle instantly left Jimin's mouth, pushing the bad mood that had been a burden to him away. It felt good to think about minor stupid things that were happening around them instead of walking down memory lane.

"It's cute. Tae doesn't just stare at Jungkook's ass tho. He inspects and analyses it... Aaaaaaaaaaaanaaaaaal-yse..." Yoongi cringed at the thought of what they might be doing while they weren't looking.

"Do you think they already realized that they have feelings for one another?" Yoongi wondered thinking about whether or not he had noticed any hints that may have pointed to the two of them being in a relationship...

"I'd rather know, what what our label is." Jimin instantly regretted his little slip of the tongue hastily searching for something to switch topics. He was pretty sure that Yoongi didn't want to label them. He liked Jimin just not that way... The only reason he was doing these things, taking care of Jimin, kissing him, was because he felt bad for him, Jimin was sure of it.

"Don't mind me... I'm just babbling."He quickly muttered to defuse the situation scared that maybe Yoongi would get angry at him for being pushy.

Scared of Yoongi getting angry he clenched his fingers, gaze dropping to the floor. When he saw Yoongi raise his hand in the corner of his eye, he flinched closing his eyes. He expected a slap, maybe a hit. That's what he got for being cheeky or overthinking things.

Nothing came or at least not what he was expecting. Instead he felt the others tender touch on his head, warmly ruffling it.

"What would you want us to be?" A bit hesitant Jimin opened his eyes before looking up, surprised at the soft and gentle voice.

Yoongi was there, right before his eyes, his lips only centimeters from Jimin's. Jimin's breath hitched as his eyes made contact with Yoongi's gaze. There was so much warmth in his eyes, Jimin's heart instantly started fluttering.

Not really thinking about it Jimin leaned in closing the distance. He wanted to feel Yoongi's lips on his.

"Your literal trash, aren't you? Why would anyone but me kiss someone like you? Come on, admitting it can't be that hard."

Jimin tried holding back his tears. He had tried kissing Beom at his own account, just to be pushed away.

Burying his hands in his sleeves Jimin lowered his head in order to not seem rebellious. Beom always thought he was trying to stand up against him, but Jimin never did. He just wanted Beom's love, affection... attention.

"I am trash and nobody but you would kiss..." Biting his lower lip he held back his tears. "...me... no one would kiss me."

"Good boy." His boyfriend patted his head, Jimin automatically leaning into the touch. "So you can't ever leave me. No one is going to like kissing you anyway." Beom warned, rubbing Jimin's cheek. "Just me."

Jimin foze, right there in front of Yoongi's face, panicking once again and quickly moved further away, covering his mouth with his hands. "Ah... I'm sorry... I wasn't trying to ki..." Tears build up in his eyes once again, but he forced himself to swallow them down. No crybaby. He didn't want to be annoying again.

Yoongi simply stared at him, caught by surprised by Jimin's reaction. He quickly gathered his thoughts again, cocking his head at Jimin and reaching his hand out and interlinking his and Jimin's fingers.

"You know that if you want you can kiss me anytime, right?"

Jimin swallowed before slowly shaking his head and lowering his gaze to his hands. "You wouldn't want that..." He choked out, his eyes still resting on his hands. Which meant he was taken by surprise when there suddenly were fingers against his cheek, lifting his head again and then there were lips against his.

The kiss itself, was totally different from the kisses he had known up to this point. Every single kiss he had ever received from Beom, had been longing, rough and needy. Beom would bite down on Jimin's lips, his hands gripping his hips harshly even when they weren't having sex.

Instead of doing anything similar, Yoongi let his lips rest against Jimin's very slowly moving them.

One of his hands rested on the boy's cheek, the other once again rubbing soothing circles over his back. It felt good. Way too good to be true.

Jimin wrapped his arms around Yoongi holding him tightly against his body. He didn't want him to leave ever again. He wanted Yoongi to continue holding him like this forever.

The short second Yoongi did break the contact was filled with a soft whisper that warmed Jimin's heart all the way. "I love you."

A/N

This chapter is a bit longer and I will say right away... the length of the chapter variates a lot, since I parted them storywise and not because of length

There will be a 5 K chapter later on XDDD

Wordcount: 1726