yoongi stirs awake and the first thing he notices was the heaviness on his chest. he blinks his eyes slowly, trying to get a clear vision in the dark room, dimly lit by the lamp on his nightstand.
"good morning!" a bubbly voice chirps when he sees yoongi is finally awake.
upon hearing that voice, yoongi scoffs, and a small smile stretches across his lips. now that he knows what is weighing on his chest, he closes his eyes again to continue sleeping.
it's probably still too early, maybe 7 in the morning or something.
jimin is hopelessly in love with yoongi, his childhood friend and so does yoongi, who has been pining over the younger since the very first time he saw jimin in front of the colorful classrooms.
the only problem is jimin doesn't do relationships.
he is standing by himself as he waits for his dad to park his car when he feels a tap on his shoulder. yoongi turns to his left and is greeted by a round face with eyes disappearing into thin slits.
"hi!" the boy squeaks.
yoongi stumbles two steps to the back, surprised by the boy's closeness. "h-hi!" he stutters, almost shouting because he wanted to reply with the same enthusiasm.
the other giggles, small hands with even small fingers pressed against his mouth. yoongi watched in awe.
the shopkeeper bell chimes as soon as yoongi pushes the glass door open. cool air greets him when he's fully inside the pristine white shop; it's a jewellery store. he wanted to see if he can find something for his boyfriend for their upcoming anniversary.
he is not looking for something too expensive because jimin already told him to not get anything for him but yoongi feels like he need to at least get one thing for his boyfriend. something simple like earrings or rings because jimin loves those.
the reason why jimin doesn't want yoongi to gift him anything this because yoongi has been spoiling him a lot lately. well, what can yoongi do? he likes seeing the shy smile and the blush on jimin's cheeks every time he received something from yoongi.
jimin lets out a sigh of relief when his head hits the soft pillow on his bed. he almost broke his nose bridge because he is too busy running away from yoongi to escape his tickles that he fails to notice the sandbox in front of him.
thankfully yoongi managed to grab his left arm so he didn’t fall on his face. he still fell, or should he say they fell because yoongi is a dumbass. he grabs jimin’s arm to help him but instead he himself trips, pulling jimin together with him.
one night during dinner king park had asked prince jimin whether he has ever thought about getting married anytime soon and the young prince was taken aback by the sudden question.
yoongi face contorts in displease both hands pulling up his pants to prevent them from getting wet. he is skipping every two steps, avoiding the puddles on the pathway. "gosh," the man grumbles. "why does it have to rain when we just finish our classes?"
jimin is walking beside yoongi but he doesn't seem to be bothered by the pouring rain. his expression is the opposite of yoongi's, jimin looks excited. both hands clutching the books in his arms close to his light brown shirt. "hyung." he calls the boy beside him.