Jimin woke up in the middle of the night, his hair disheveled. Jungkook was still sleeping soundly right next to him, curled up under the blanket, his lips pursed, his eyes closed, his cheeks pink. He wasn't aware, but a smile formed on Jimin's lips, as he leaned in closer to admire the younger one a little longer. Jungkook looked huggable wearing his oversized gray sweater, his dark fluffy locks almost covering his eyes that Jimin just had to fix his hair so he could see his face better.

Jungkook looked so peaceful.

Beautiful.

Facing his bedside table, Jimin took note of the time.

11:07 pm.

Jimin was about to go back to sleep but something inside of him told him not to, and that's when he realized that he had to grab a certain box covered with some colorful gift wrapper under his bed, his smile turning into a grin. He was supposed to open it hours ago, but they were all so busy, so preoccupied that even Taehyung forgot to remind him to open it before they started having their movie marathon.

His mind brought him back to the time Taehyung brought him in for a tight hug that day, after he came back from Daegu, as he pulled out that same box from his bag with that big grin on his face. That grin Jimin's known for years, and that same old grin that belongs to no one but Taehyung.

"Something that reminded me of you, and a little something that might help you."

Jimin still didn't quite get what Taehyung was implying, even as he opened the box, revealing a simple, white polaroid camera with something written on a blue sticky note, and Jimin let out a chuckle because he knew that was Taehyung's messy handwriting.

I know you like taking videos, pictures, and you once told me you want to keep memories and not forget them so that's why you take so much pictures, so I figured this would be a great gift ♡

Jimin laughed.

As he was reading it, he could hear Taehyung's voice saying those words, and he could even imagine Taehyung's idiotic smile as he wrote that, not even bothering to correct his handwriting because in the end, it was Jimin and Taehyung knew that even though Jimin would complain about his handwriting, Jimin would still love him anyway, whether his handwriting's neat or not. They've known each other for so long that they didn't even care anymore.

"Because these past few days, weeks, I don't know, well, you've been bothered about something, maybe trying to find out the answer to your question, and you've been confused, especially," Jimin thought about what Taehyung told him as he handed him that gift. What was his bestfriend on about?

"Open it later once you get home."

Jimin's smile was still there as he got the polaroid camera, eyeing it, and when an idea popped into his head, he immediately went to Jungkook's side, and seeing as he was still sleeping peacefully, Jimin beamed even more.

He let the camera face him as he posed right next to Jungkook who was still sleeping, and Jimin smiled at the camera, and a shutter sound could be heard as it processed, the film coming out a few seconds later. He waited for the picture to show and when it did, he couldn't contain his happiness.

Giggling, he scanned the picture, him with a smile on his face as Jungkook was sleeping behind him, looking so adorable without even trying.

This is a good idea, Jimin thought, rushing to the corner of the bed, on the floor, where he set the box. He placed the camera right next to him after he turned it off, wondering why he could still see a few more blue sticky notes inside the gift box.

He pulled out a polaroid picture from the box, showing the hallway filled with students, and he wondered why Taehyung took that picture.

Analyzing the situation, Jimin looked at the polaroid picture, not knowing what it meant. He stared at it for a minute, till it reached three minutes, but then he decided to read the blue note.

The hallways get so full sometimes. I just decided to take this pic.

Jimin's eyes went back to the photo again, now wanting to know why Taehyung took a picture of a person's backview, his backpack shown, his tall frame, his nice build, and just why. Taehyung definitely did this on purpose, how the main focus was on that specific person walking in the crowded hallway, probably not aware that Taehyung snapped a photo of him, and how it was kind of dark so Jimin couldn't even make out who that person was just from seeing his backview.

Moving on to the next sticky note that was stuck onto the picture, Jimin read it out loud.

Sometimes I wait till class starts, so I walk around, chill, but along the way, I also notice things.

Jimin then diverted his attention to the picture, but unlike the other one where the hallway was crowded, this hallway was partially empty, only one person opening his bag next to a locker. If Jimin was given the chance to say something about it, he'd say that maybe that person was the same guy who was in the first picture.

I don't get it.

Jimin, think!

The photo showed the person's silhouette, but it was hard to say who it was because the sun's rays made the picture so bright that Jimin had to bring the picture closer to his face.

Jimin heard a faint groan from behind him and his heart almost jumped out of his chest, his eyes wide because he thought Jungkook somehow managed to wake up in between his giggles and gasps, all thanks to the photos and notes Taehyung had given him. When he went to see if Jungkook was alright, the younger one shifted his position, facing Jimin's direction still with his eyes closed, and even though a part of Jimin panicked, a different part of him said it was alright, too.

So he continued reading Taehyung's notes.

A picture of us. Because I love us.

That was what Taehyung wrote as Jimin scanned the picture, laughing, all of them so random, but looking like they were comfortable in each other's presence. It showed Taehyung smiling at the camera as he was sitting next to their eldest, Jin, who was smiling as well, waving at the camera. Namjoon was on his phone with his earphones plugged in his ears, Yoongi was staring at his food, pouting, and Hoseok was grinning so wide as it looked like Jungkook spilled his drink on his shirt, and Jimin let out a laugh as he looked at a playful Hoseok, pointing at Jungkook's stained shirt. Jungkook looked like he was supposed to be frustrated, but he just smiled his cute smile anyway, his teeth showing, holding his shirt up a bit as he faced Jimin.

Jimin's chest tightened.

The way Jungkook looked at him was different, he thought, and it was as if it was just the two of them and everything else disappeared that moment. By the way Jungkook looked at Jimin with his doe eyes, gentle, dazzling, and only focused on Jimin, the older of the two took note of his expression in that photo and he realized he smiled back at Jungkook, and everything felt so right. Their eyes were glued to each other and they were being embraced by nothing but bliss, and right there, Jimin noticed. Jungkook's just too good to be true, he's younger and so innocent and just too precious that it literally makes Jimin's chest hurt and it aches a lot that it feels like he's being stabbed in the chest countless of times. It hurt so much because of Jungkook's I love yous and his eyes containing the galaxies and he means it. He means it and Jimin can't even bring himself to say those simple words, can't even find the guts to say that, 'Yes, Jungkook, I love you, too' because he was a coward, and he'd admit that over and over and over again like how Jungkook would whisper those three words to him like it was a broken record and it just keeps on playing in his head and yes, Jimin was going crazy. His mind was an ever-spinning wheel and Jungkook was that tornado in his head, his chest, his being and he was destructive - this was dangerous. Loving him would hurt, loving Jungkook would be Jungkook destroying all those paths along the way and Jimin wouldn't be able to escape this maze he's been stuck in for a while, for a really long time and he was getting sick of it.

I love you, hyung.

He started to tear up and he wasn't crying, he forced himself to say. He definitely wasn't crying.

Jimin continued to keep that smile on his face even when he heard someone shuffle behind him and he didn't care because it hurt. Even when he felt the bed tilt a bit and felt someone's breath in his neck, Jimin continued to stare at the photo with red eyes.

"Hyung, are you okay?"