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Being written in Jimin's pov!
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It took everything out of me to just go back Yoongi and crawl into his arms, but I didn't want to be rude to TaeTae and Kookie. They really wanted to hang out and play video games, but Yoongi's lips.. oh god, did they feel like heaven. I had to sneak to the bathroom before joing Tae and Kook to take care of a certain *ehem* issue that Yoongi gave me.
I sighed as I brushed my fingers across the hickeys that Yoongi had left all over my body. My skin was still very sensitive from where he bit and sucked. I would be a fool if I said i didn't like it. Fuck I fucking loved it. His lips attacking my neck, his teeth grazing across my skin. Just thinking about it sent shivers down my spine. God, I'm whipped for Hyung, but does he feel the same? Or is he just entertaining me and my delusions? I mean, he has to feel something, right? Both times we've made out, it felt like Yoongi wanted it as well.
The way he held my waist, his grip tight but warm, the way he bit my bottom lip. Ugh, I'm whipped for that damn cat. I want to be his so bad. Call me selfish, but I want all of his love and attention. I crave it, and I want it all to myself. I want my kitty to be mine and mine alone. Fuck when did I become so possessive? Oh well, it doesn't matter. I felt something hit the back of my head.
I turned to where it was being thron from, and it was Taehyung that threw a pillow at me. I rubbed the back of my head as I sat there confused. "What was that for?" I asked as Tae and Kook sat next to me. "You good? You've been zoned out since you left your room, " Taehyung said as he pulled Kook into his lap. I paid no mind to them. "I'm fine. I'm just tired, " I lied. I wasn't tired at all. My mind was racing with all types of thoughts. Some were good, some were bad, and others....well, you get the point.
I leaned back against the couch, trying to find ways to ease my mind, but I couldn't. I groaned as I covered my face with the pillow. "Guys, can I talk to ya'll about something?" The movie was paused, and both Taehyung and Jungkook looked at me.
"Everything okay, Jiminnie?" They looked at me with concern. "Do ya'll think Yoongi Hyung has feelings for me?" I asked. The tension in the air was thick. They just stared at me, making me uncomfortable. Kook was the one to break silence. "I don't know, man. I don't think we're the ones who you should be talking to us about this." Oh wow. Jeez, thanks so much for your help. "Then who should I go to?" I hoped that there was someone i could talk to.
"I would go to Jin Hyung, or maybe talk to Yoongi hyung himself." Tae said. I could go to Yoongi, but I'm scared. I don't want to want to risk my relationship with Yoongi. I'll talk to Jin Hyung before going to Yoongi. "Is Jin asleep yet?" They shook their heads no and resumed their movie. I got up and went to Jin's room. I knocked on his door gently.
There was movement around the room before the door was opened. Jin was in his pajamas, so i must have caught him right before he went to bed. "Jimin? Something the matter?" He asked as he invited me into his room. He closed the door as I sat down on the bed crossing my legs. "I have something to ask you, and I need you to be honest." Jin nodded his head as he sat down in the chair across from the bed.
"Does Yoongi like me?" I came off a bit blunt, but with these things, you kinda have to be blunt. Jin just smiled and looked at me. He knows something. "What brought this up? Was it the make-out session that ya'll shared in the old studio?" Shit. He knows. I pulled my hood further down that it was before. Who's hoodie was this? Is it Yoongi's? Damn he smells good.
"So you know?" Jin just laughed at me.
"How could I not? Ya'll didn't do a good job of hiding it, at least not from me" I hid my face into my knees. I never wanted to die of embarrassment until now. "JIN! STOP, PLEASE!" I squealed, still embarrassed.
"Did yall talk about it?" He asked, his tone calmer. "We did.. we don't regret it. " That's all I'm saying. There is no way Im telling Jin what happened in the bedroom. There's no way in hell. I would rather die than tell him.
"I see. If you want my honest truth, talk to him. The only way for you to know how you both feel is to talk about it. I know he feels the same way about you. That boy is head over heels about you." I really hope he isn't lying to me. I don't know if I could handle Yoongi's rejection. I'm usually pretty good at handling rejection, but Yoongi's? That would break me in half. I love him so much. He's the reason I wrote Serendipity
He was my inspiration for it. My Muse for it. He means the absolute world to me. I don't know what I would do if I lost him. I mean, yeah, he can be a jerk, but that's a facade. That's not the real him. The real Min Yoongi is soft, caring, and adorable. He's a kitten underneath, and that's what people don't understand. But I do.
"Jimin?" I snapped back to reality. Jin was waving his hand in front of my face, trying to get my attention. "S-sorry Hyung..i spaced out."
"I can tell. You okay, kiddo?" To be honest, I'm not sure if I am or not. My head is a mess, and I can't think straight. I just simply nodded. My mouth was so dry suddenly, making me unable to speak properly. "Thanks for your help, Hyung, but I think I'm gonna go to sleep. Maybe I'll be better after a good night's rest. Jin simply nodded and followed me out of his room.
I walked back to mine and Yoongi's room. I opened the door to find Yoongi snuggled up in his bed, only his head sticking out from his covers. He looked so cute snuggled up like that. I couldn't help but giggle at the scene before me. He really did look like a kitten. I sighed as I sat in my bed. I didn't want to be in my bed but I didn't want to disturb him. Though I must have because I heard his voice call out to me.
"Minnie? You're back?" His voice was sluggish as he sat up. I smiled as I knelt beside his bed. His eyes weren't fully open, and it was so cute. "Im back, kitty," my voice was just barely above a whisper. He moved to be against the wall as he opened his arms. I didn't hesitate to climb into his bed and be in his arms.
He wrapped around my lower waist and buried his head against my chest. I played with his hair as he went back to sleep. I felt sleep taking over my body. I don't want to tell him how I feel, but should I? Maybe one day I will. I closed my eyes and soon fell asleep in the arms of non other Min Yoongi.