Jimin felt his cheeks grow into a more crimson color, his eyes widening. He thought Yoongi-hyung was asleep, he thought the elder went to bed beside him.

It wasn't so embarrassing as Jimin made it seem, but he was so shy around Yoongi, especially when it was just them.

Yoongi's arms tightened around the younger, pulling him close to his chest. "Don't pretend to sleep now." Commented the bleach-head, smirking to himself.

"Ugh, Yoon, that's not okay!" Complained Jimin, covering his face with Yoongi's bare chest.

"So, Jungkook knows we slept together? I didn't know you told people. How many others know about it?" Yoongi moved his palms, cupping Jimin's face, making him look upward.

Jimin frowned. "I'm sorry, I didn't think my phone was so loud. I also shouldn't have told, I'm sorry for that. Only Jungkook and Taehyung know. They're my best friends." He breathed.

"I'm not mad you told them, Jimin. I'm actually happy. You don't seem disappointed to have had sex with someone like me. That makes me feel good. Now, I don't want the whole entire school knowing of the naughty stuff we both consented to, but yeah, I'm not mad." Yoongi placed a tender kiss on the youngest's temple.

Jimin smiled, looking up at joy itself. "Really?" He breathed out with small, crescent eyes, his stubby hands placed on Yoongi's bare chest.

"Yes, Jimin. Really." Yoongi rolled his eyes. "Do you really want to sleep right now or would you rather we do something? Since you woke me up with the call from Jungkook, I'm not particularly tired anymore." He replied, pushing up to look down at the Mochi.

"Hmm," Jimin tapped his index stub on his chin. "I'm not tired after all the blood rush after finding out you were awake. Why don't we just talk in bed, cuddle up, and if we get tired, we can fall asleep?" Jimin suggested.

Yoongi pushed his doll-like lips into a small pout. "I guess," he laid back down, engulfing Jimin back into his arms. "What should we talk about?"

"Feel free to say no, but I want to ask what happened. Ya know, all the bruises and with you being kicked out of your place, I assume. Could you tell me what happened?" Yoongi listened to the question spill from Jimin's plump lips.

He frowned. He didn't like the question and surely didn't like opening up to people. Yoongi, did however, trust Jimin. He liked Jimin. He slept with Jimin. Would opening up be the right thing?

It always went back to wanting to know if the said person would betray him, use the information against him, or tell people of his own business.

Yoongi hummed softly. "I don't want to go into detail about it all, but my parents are abusive. They always have been. When they get upset, they tend to beat me. They also kicked me out several times before. Last time I was kicked out was the worst time." He mentioned.

"You don't have to tell me about that if you don't please but I'm very curious. I wouldn't dare tell anyone of this, not even with granted your consent to tell them. I rather hear it from you and gain your trust that I am willing to keep it between only you and I." Jimin whispered to Yoongi.

"I don't want to relive that night either, Jimin. Talking about it is useful and all, but repeating the events will only cause me harm within side of my mind, causing me to have flashbacks."

"Then don't. I don't want to hurt you, Yoongi-hyung." Jimin smiled, laying his head on his chest. "I'm already tired." He yawned.

Yoongi rolled his eyes. "Tsk, light weight." He snickered.

"I'm pretty sure I weigh more than you!" Jimin argued.

"Ya sure? You're shorter and have stubby fingers."

"My fingers have nothing to do with my weight!" Jimin groaned playfully and turned so his back was to Yoongi, covering his face with the sheets.

"Oh? Did I make someone upset?" Yoongi purred, wrapping his arms around Jimin's torso before he tugged his body as close as he possibly could. "You're a baby. I love it." He kissed Jimin's shell to his ear.

"Whatever, go to bed, Yoongi-hyung, we have to visit Jeongguk in the hospital tomorrow and I rather we be well rested." Commented the younger with blonde locks.

Yoongi 'tsk'ed again, shaking his head. "Sing me a bedtime song. I want to hear your voice."

"What if I can't sing?"

"I guess I'll listen to a goat screech then. But I want to hear your voice, so sing me to. It helps when I have music on." Yoongi breathed, stroking the soft skin on Jimin's abs, tracing his fingers over his torso.

"I don't know what to sing to you," Jimin hummed, trying to think of a song he could sing to Yoongi.

"Any song will do. It doesn't need to be just be a bedtime song, any song that is soft, I want to listen to your voice as I fall asleep." Yoongi had his eyes shut, waiting for Jimin's singing voice.

Jimin thought of different songs he could sing to this boy, this teen. He didn't have too many options but decided on one song.

The melody began to slowly exit his vocal cords, entering the ears if anyone who could hear him.

It was soft, high pitched — not too much — and oh-so beautiful. The song was powerful, making Yoongi feel peace with himself, wanting nothing more but to listen forever.

Jimin's voice carried Yoongi through unknown places, being gentle and not too hasty as each and every vowel that took a leave from his lips. He closed his own eyes.

Yoongi felt tears in his eyes but he didn't say a word of it. He let them fall as he left himself drown in the lyrical sounds. His eyes were tightly, screwed-down shut, his lips quivering, his arms tightly holding Jimin.

Jimin's voice could be compared to an Angel's and still not amount to the beautiful sounds Jimin released into the open world. It was something so charming and beautiful.

As it continued, Jimin felt the grip on his torso loosen and soft snores leave the one and only, Yoongi. He stopped singing, smiling to himself, pushing himself closer to Yoongi.

"Nothing will hurt you as long as you have us all with you, Yoongi-hyung." Breathed Jimin, deciding himself he wanted to try and sleep.

Both teens stayed on the bed, spooning and cuddling, relaxing with each other. They were both were now deep asleep, comfortably asleep.

Yoongi felt happy laying with Jimin. For a long time, he believed he was asexual with how little he got attracted to people but he found himself becoming attracted to Jimin, he would get jealous, want to tell Jimin things, he didn't understand.

He kind of knew deep inside of his abused, cold, savage heart, he liked Jimin. He had feelings for the younger teen, whether it's what he wanted or not.

Min Yoongi, cold heart seeming, liked Park Jimin, the sweetest and most caring person on the face of the earth.

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[A/N]
1. Who's your favorite character? You need to choose ONE.
2. Yoonmin or Sope or Jihope? Or, Yoonminseok (I don't know the actual shipname if that's not it)? Sope will make an appearance, don't worry.
3. What would you think would come first? Taekook, Taegguk, or, maybe even Gguktaekook?