Desi Yoonminers, just imagine, Yoongi with his long black hair that he rocks right now, with a snug fit white T (that he wore when they met meghan), guitar in hand!
Jimin with his crescent shaped merch earrings sitting next to him on a summer's evening,
It is a Sunday morning.
The sun shines brightly, brighter than usual.
And Yoongi thinks it is a good sign because it's winter and he could enjoy a little warmth.
He walks over to his chair, set on the entrance of the house and sits on it.
A house he and Jimin share, a home of their own.
He tries to play some tunes, but somehow he doesn't know what song he wants to play.
As the wind blows, and the fresh air hits his face, he is reminded of his favourite person.
๐๐ฉ๐ฆ๐บ ๐ฉ๐ข๐ฅ ๐ข ๐ง๐ช๐จ๐ฉ๐ต ๐บ๐ฆ๐ด๐ต๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฅ๐ข๐บ.
If it can be called as one. It was all because he forgot to wash the dishes and Jimin got mad at him.
And it would not have turned into a fight if he had not argued back when Jimin was scolding him.
But no matter how many days have passed or how many are about to comeโฆ
๐๐ฆ ๐ค๐ข๐ฏ ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ฌ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฑ ๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ต๐ฉ ๐ด๐ฉ๐ถ๐ต ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐๐ช๐ฎ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ช๐ด ๐ฃ๐ช๐ค๐ฌ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ธ๐ช๐ต๐ฉ ๐ฉ๐ช๐ฎ.
There is something about Jimin that makes Yoongi think that talking is better than silence.
And it is not like that with anyone elseโฆ
๐๐ช๐ฎ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ฎ๐ข๐ฌ๐ฆ๐ด ๐ฉ๐ช๐ฎ ๐ต๐ข๐ญ๐ฌ.
The younger's presence makes him spurt out things at any situation.
Even when they are not with each other and just texting.
Even when they are apart from each other, Yoongi texts him like the whole world depends on his texts.
Types out everything like every detail as if he is saying it and not just messaging them.
Waits for the other reply to his texts, keeps looking at his phone for the particular notification.
Gets irritated when notifications pops up and it is from someone else.
Even switches off the data of the phone to switch it on again in the very next second, miraculously hoping that there will be a message from Jimin, if he does that.
Smiles like a teenager when Jimin replies back. Cups his own cheeks when he feels them getting hot and red.
He is not completely a believer but-
๐๐ฐ๐ฅ, ๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ช๐ด ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ช๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ฅ.
And he knows it.
He knows it, that is why the first thing he did after waking up was to wash the dishes. Cleaned the whole kitchen and even made hot chocolate and left it beside the bed for Jimin.
Now he sits in front of the morning sun and tries to sing something, but it is as if his words are lost.
As if someone stole all his words and is keeping them away from him, so that he does not voice it out.
And then only he hears footsteps, as someone walks to him from behind.
๐๐ต ๐ช๐ด ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ค๐ถ๐ญ๐ฑ๐ณ๐ช๐ต, ๐ฉ๐ช๐ฎ๐ด๐ฆ๐ญ๐ง.
๐๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ฆ ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ ๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฅ๐ด ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐จ ๐ต๐ฐ, ๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฅ๐ด ๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ด๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ช๐ง๐ช๐ฆ๐ฅ.
Jimin.
He turns to see the younger, walking over to him with a chair in one hand and the other one holding the cup of hot chocolate. To sit beside him.
His heart skips a beat when Jimin sits beside him.
This will also remain constant no matter how much time passes.
๐๐ช๐ฎ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ธ๐ช๐ญ๐ญ ๐ข๐ญ๐ธ๐ข๐บ๐ด ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ข๐ท๐ฆ ๐ฉ๐ช๐ฎ ๐ข ๐ญ๐ช๐ต๐ต๐ญ๐ฆ ๐ฃ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ต๐ฉ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ด๐ดโฆ
He feels his heart doing that weird little thing when Jimin finally looks at him.
Jimin looks at him, his hair dishevelled, lips set in a pout and eyes blinking repeatedly-
-as they watch Yoongi.
"What are you playing, Hyungโฆ?"
๐๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ช๐ต ๐ช๐ดโฆ ๐ ๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐จ๐ช'๐ด ๐ง๐ข๐ท๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ๐ช๐ต๐ฆ ๐ท๐ฐ๐ช๐ค๐ฆ...
"Nothingโฆ" Yoongi replies back softly, trying not to startle Jimin as the other is very much in his sleepy state.
"Mhmmโฆ" Jimin says and turns around to look at the open field before them. "I called Taehyung to ask about the kids and see if they are bothering both of them or notโฆ"
๐๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ช๐ณ ๐ฌ๐ช๐ฅ๐ดโฆ
Jimin then excitedly turns to Yoongi to say, "He told me that they kept the kids busy the whole night by playing video games with them. Andโฆ"
"Andโฆ?"
"Today he left them with Namjoon hyung, Jin Hyung and Hobi hyung to go for a picnic as his husband has promised to keep him busy tonight!"
"Eww gross!" Yoongi says making a face and Jimin laughs loudly. "I do not need to hear about Taekook's bedtime stories!"
At that, Jimin laughs so loudly that his whole body starts shaking with laughter and Yoongi automatically holds the other by his forearm because he knows that otherwise, the other would fall.
๐๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ญ๐ฅ ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ต ๐๐ช๐ฎ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ง๐ข๐ญ๐ญ.
๐๐ต ๐ธ๐ข๐ด ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ฆ ๐ข๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐จ ๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ธ๐ฆ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ท๐ฐ๐ธ๐ด.
He notices the earrings that Jimin is wearing.
๐๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ด๐ช๐ญ๐ท๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ฆ.
His favourite one.
The song comes to his lips, instantly.
He starts playing a tune when Jimin calms down and notices how the latter looks in his direction.
He can feel Jimin's eyes on him as he hums a tune.
He tries to look at Jimin but Jimin hugs him from the side, face so close to his neck that he can't look at Jimin to see his reaction.
'๐ฐ ๐พ๐๐๐ ๐ป๐ ๐บ๐๐ ๐บ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐ฉ๐๐ ๐ฐ ๐จ๐ ๐จ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐จ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ผ๐๐ ๐ญ๐๐๐ ๐ณ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐โฆ'
He plays the guitar, a smile on his face as he looks ahead.
'๐บ๐ ๐ฐ ๐บ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ญ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐โฆ'
'๐ถ๐, ๐ซ๐๐๐! ๐ฐ ๐บ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ญ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐
๐บ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ญ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐-'
He stops abruptly as he feels a soft kiss on his cheek.
Just a press of lips against his cheeks but Yoongi's heart picks up speed.
"Getting quite romantic early in the morning, my husbandโฆ?"
Jimin softly whispers to Yoongi's ear, voice full of shyness.
"I see your face and words find me easilyโฆ" He says and looks at Jimin.
"It is like all my words and the songs they turn up to, are about you. All my songs are about you, my husbandโฆ"
"Ishhโฆ" Jimin swats Yoongi's arm lightly at the words and turns his face to the other side to hide the redness of his face.
Yoongi stands up and places the guitar on the chair. He then came to stand in front of Jimin.
Jimin looks at his husband, standing in front of him. "Whatโฆ?"
"Will you fancy a dance with me, my husbandโฆ?" The other asks with his hand outstretched for Jimin to take it.
Jimin looks at Yoongi in surprise for a few seconds before he holds the other's hand and stands up-
-to dance.
Yoongi wraps his arms around Jimin's waist as Jimin has his own arms around Yoongi's neck.
๐ ๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐จ๐ช ๐ง๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ญ๐ด ๐ญ๐ช๐ฌ๐ฆ ๐๐ช๐ฎ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ฉ๐ข๐ด ๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ข๐ณ๐ฎ๐ต๐ฉ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ฏ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ด๐ถ๐ฏ ๐ด๐ฉ๐ช๐ฏ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ฎ.
"You don't initiate dancing that much, then why this gestureโฆ?"
"You make me do a lot of things, I never thought I would ever be doingโฆ"
"Shut up!" Jimin shrieks at Yoongi.
"But there is no music, so how are we going to dance?"
"There isโฆ"
And Jimin knows that it is stupid.
He knows that if he asks then Yoongi will definitely say something sappy and he can actually save himself from the extra blush on his cheeks, if he does not ask, but-
"Reallyโฆ? Whereโฆ?"
"In my head."
"How exactly?"
Jimin asks in a mocking tone.
"What? You think I don't have these songs playing in my head whenever I am with you?"
His face is sincere when he says,
"There is always music around me when you are with me. And even when you are notโฆ I write them down on a piece of paper."
Jimin feels speechless.
He feels speechless because no matter how many times Yoongi says that the other is not good with words, he always manages to say things like these to prove otherwise.
He makes Jimin feel speechless with just a few words.
And Jimin wants them.
He cherishes them. He wants to hear them everyday. He wants to feel those words around his skin, every single day of his life.
He wants Yoongi to whisper those words to him, whenever he feels a little low. Whenever the doubts regarding his own self, clogs his mind.
He wants to hear those words.
๐๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฌ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ธ๐ด ๐ ๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐จ๐ช ๐ธ๐ช๐ญ๐ญ ๐ข๐ญ๐ธ๐ข๐บ๐ด ๐ด๐ข๐บ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ฎ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ฉ๐ช๐ฎโฆ
His heart feels mushy when he realises that Yoongi will be there to say those words to him.
He looks at Yoongi as they move to the music of their own.
Feels the chilly wind hitting on their faces and gets close to one another. Their foreheads touch in the process.
Yoongi smiles when Jimin starts singing the same song that he was singing before.
๐๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ด๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ธ ๐ช๐ต ๐ง๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ญ๐ด ๐ด๐ฐ ๐จ๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ฅ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ข๐ณ ๐ช๐ต ๐ช๐ฏ ๐๐ช๐ฎ๐ช๐ฏ'๐ด ๐ท๐ฐ๐ช๐ค๐ฆ.
He smiles big when Jimin puts his head on his shoulder when the blush starts to form on the younger's face, yet again.
Their bodies pressed together as Jimin sang and Yoongi hummed the tune.
"I love youโฆ"
Jimin says as he presses a kiss on Yoongi's neck.
"I love you tooโฆ"
Yoongi says and kisses Jimin's ear and his earring.
๐จ๐๐๐๐ ๐บ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ฉ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ฌ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ณ๐๐๐ ๐ป๐๐ ๐ด๐๐๐โฆ
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