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It was only 10pm when they stumbled quietly into the dorms and toed off their shoes. Although the night was still pretty young, the other members were already sound asleep. The two were stocking the ice-cream in the freezer when Jimin’s stomach grumbled.
Yoongi’s eyebrows furrowed as he was struck with another pang of guilt, “Damn you must be really hungry. Go wash up first, by the time you finish the soup will be ready.” Too tired to argue Jimin complied, “Okay Hyung, thanks” then disappeared into his room to grab his towel and pajamas. Before entering the bathroom though, he poked his head into the kitchen again and teased,
“Try not to make such a mess or set the kitchen on fire while I’m gone”
“You little...! I’m not as bad as Namjoon or Taehyung, I’m an adult I can handle this, kid” but Jimin had already shut the door and Yoongi swore he could hear the kid giggle as the shower sputtered on.
He grabbed two cans of Campbell's chicken noodle soup from the top shelf, which he may have had a little trouble procuring, Yoongi seethed‘who the hell put these so high and out of reach anyway?’. While the soup to simmered in the pot, he lazily withdrew his phone from his pocket and absentmindedly scrolled through fan-cafe. Except he couldn’t focus on reading any of ARMY's comments. His mind kept zoning out, trailing back to what Jimin had said back at the studio.
‘It’s okay Hyung really, at least I got to spend some time with you...You’re always at the studio, I hardly see you anymore I guess I kind of missed you... ’
With a groan Yoongi slumped back against the chair and threw an arm over his eyes, he was getting flustered all over again. Yoongi was always so taken aback with Jimin’s honesty and the sincerity in everything he did. Which is why he had such a soft spot for the younger, why he admired him so much, why he often caught himself staring at him whenever his mind drifted off into space, why that airy high pitched laughter affected him so much, the reason there were several drafts in his track file dedicated to him . Yoongi was fucking whipped and he knew it. Too wrapped up in his thoughts, the rapper didn’t even hear the shower shut off or the bathroom door click open.
“Hyung?”
Jimin, speak of the devil, softly padded into the kitchen, his bare feet leaving a wet trail on the wooden floorboards as he paused at the doorframe, dabbing (A/N:DAB) at his damp black hair with a towel, “You okay?” Yoongi’s head snapped up, pulled out of his reverie.
Just then a loud hissing noise could be heard as the soup boiled over onto the electric stove. “SHIT!” Yoongi cursed, scrambling out of the chair to shut off the heat and thrust the pot away from the hot plate, causing the hot broth to slosh about and burning himself in the process. At this point Jimin was practically rolling on the floor hoarsely laughing his ass off,
“H-hyu-haHAHYUNG I thought you said you could h-HA-HANDLE YOURSELF-PFFFFFFFFT”
“Shut it will you, people are sleeping! Just get your fine ass up and eat your damn soup before it gets cold” Yoongi grumbled as he placed two bowls on the table.
After a good five minutes Jimin finally gathered himself enough to get up and seat himself down, but that didn’t stop his giggle fit. ‘This is ridiculous’ Yoongi rolled his eyes and spooned some soup into the younger’s mouth to shut him up (but not before blowing on it of course). Jimin's eyes sparkled mischievously as he playfully grinned around the spoon, effectively holding it in place between his teeth as Yoongi attempted to redeem it. Yoongi sighed in defeat, “I can’t with you, Park Jimin”. Said boy cutely stuck his tongue out in response, oblivious to the elder’s inner turmoil.
After few more minutes of Jimin goofing around and Yoongi spooning more soup into his mouth to shut him up- honestly it was as if Jimin wanted to be fed- the two ate comfortably in silence. Once they finished, Jimin washed the dishes as Yoongi dried them off.
Jimin smiled sweetly, "Thanks Hyung that hit the spot! Deliciiouss~"
“Well it’s been a long night Jiminnie, you should get some well-deserved rest”
Yoongi yawned as he patted Jimin’s shoulder, bidding him a goodnight. Tentatively, Jimin grabbed Yoongi’s wrist and made no signs of moving, it was obvious he had something to say but the words seemed to be stuck in his throat.
“...Jimin? Something the matter?” Yoongi asked concernedly. Jimin bit his lip as the older boy rested a hand at the nape of the his neck, leaning in closer to study his face,
“You can tell me anything, you know that”.
After a good minute or two, Jimin began hesitantly, unsure of himself, “Hyung, we’ve all been worried about you lately, you hardly ever leave the studio and get a proper night sleep here, you forget to eat and-”
“This again? I know Jimin and I’m sorry. Everyone’s been so caught up with their own schedules so my absence has never been an issue, and you know how I work. I can't promise anything, but next time I'll keep you in mind and try to remember to eat, and I'll come home more ofte-”
“it's not only that Yoongi-hyung I get it, I’m not asking you to change your ways and all it's that I-” Jimin was getting frustrated with himself and began to sound desperate, “It’s just so weird lately..whenever you’re not here I feel...sad?Disappointed, and I'm not sure why it affects me more than the others”.
Yoongi furrowed his eyebrows and tilted his head, his heart beat rapidly, unsure if Jimin was going where he thought- no, hoped he was rambling on about.
“...Lately, no..for a while actually, I’ve been feeling weird around you, i-in a good way though! And I know I shouldn't be feeling this way, you'll probably be disgusted and probably never want talk to me again. Hyung I think I-”
Jimin was abruptly cut off, silenced as Yoongi pulled him closer to connect their lips. The kiss was short and chaste and once Yoongi released him, Jimin finished breathlessly, “-like you…” Yoongi smirked, “Good cause I feel the same way."
For a moment Jimin stood frozen in shock before finally beaming, “I-, so-you mean-...Can we do that again?” Yoongi shook his head in laughter, “This idiot” as he pulled the younger into a tight embrace. He smiled into the crook of Jimin’s tanned neck, “Thank you Jimin, I missed you too.”
Later that night, the mini mini duo cuddled together under the sheets, legs entangled while Yoongi’s arm was thrown precariously around the younger’s waist with Jimin’s hands caressing either side of the older boy’s face. Both smiled contentedly, finally welcoming the warmth of the others presence.
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After a good ten minutes Yoongi shifted, “...you still in the mood for ice cream?”
“You know me so well~”
“Good ‘cause by the time Taehyung, Joon or Kookie find it it’ll all be gone” those animals.
“TURN UP!” a familiar deep voice resounded from the kitchen walls followed by the sound of the fridge door being slammed shut.
“DAMNIT TAEHYUNG!”