Chapter 10

Jimin moves his body with the beat of the music. With the flow of it. Moving like he weighs nothing. His mind is in complete silence, his body moving elegantly. Until he hears a loud knock on the door to the dance studio. He quickly turns around and spots Jungkook at the door. Jimin is practicing for the new dance that they are learning in class, so he borrows the dance studio. He does that sometimes, weather it's for practice or just because he want's to dance.

 The dance teacher always allows students to be here to dance in their free time. "I need to borrow the room," Jungkook says. "C-Can't y-you w-wait f-for.." Jimin checks his watch. "10 m-minutes?" Jimin asks out of breath. "Sure, if you don't mind me waiting here." Jungkook walks further into the dance studio and slides down the wall, keeping his attention on his phone. Jimin starts the music again and dances the choreography like it's a piece of cake.

 "Hey..um," Jungkook starts, struggling to ask help of Jimin. "You know, the ending move?" Jimin nods. "Can you like...help me with it? I know it's simple, but I don't remember it" The brunette looks down at the floor. He doesn't feel like he has the right to ask Jimin of anything. "S-Sure," Jungkook stands up when Yoongi opens the door to the studio. 

"We c-can g-go i-in a m-minute, hyung." Jimin says. The blonde looks at Jungkook weirdly, wondering what they're doing alone together. But he waits for Jimin by the door anyways, watching what they're doing. "L-Left leg b-behind t-the ot-her." Jimin instructs. "Right a-arm out, w-with your h-head d-down." Jimin checks if Jungkook is doing it right, and he is.

 "T-Then slowly bend your e-elbow, w-whilst you s-slide y-your right f-food b-back t-to t-the o-other. And l-look u-up a-again. S-Simple." Jimin says and looks at Jungkook. Jungkook quickly does the move and Jimin nods his head, telling him he did it right. "Thank you," Jungkook says and Jimin gives him a small smile. Yoongi is about to hug Jimin, but Jimin runs out of the studio with a "No, I-I'm s-sweaty." Yoongi chuckles at him and follows him, closing the door to leave Jungkook alone to practice. 

They quickly make their way out of the building. Jimin puts on his jacket as they walk home to the redhead. "When is your brother coming?" Yoongi asks. "3 h-hours." Yoongi nods. Jimin unlocks the door to his house and greets his mother who is cooking in the kitchen. She always cooks for Jimin when he at to the dance studio to practice, because of course he's hungry after all that moving around. Even if he denies it. 

"I-Is Myung coming too?" Jimin asks when he sits down by the dining table to eat the noodle soup. Myung is Jihyun's wife. Mrs. Park nods and Jimin smiles a happy smile. Jimin loves Myung. "So get your cheeks prepared," Mrs. Park reminds him. Myung has a soft spot for the small boy. She thinks he's the cutest thing she has ever seen, and she absolutely loves Jimin's chubby cheeks.

 Three hours quickly passes by with Yoongi and Jimin aggressively playing video games in the livingroom. A clear sound from the doorbell is heard all over the house, making Jimin gasp as he pauses the game. He jumps from the couch and runs past his mother opening the door, making Mrs. Park smile and Yoongi chuckle. Jimin opens the door with wide eyes, like he's about to open the door for heaven.

 "Hy-yung!" Jimin shouts and tackles his older brother in a hug. JiHyun grins at his little brother and hugs him back. Jimin lets go so his mother can get a hug as well, keeping his eyes on his taller older brother until Myung breaks it, by pinching his cheeks. "Ah! My little mochi, I've missed you so much." She talks to Jimin like he's a cute pet, pinching his cheeks and he can already feel them hurting. "I-I missed y-you t-too." Jimin scrunches his face from the pain. Yoongi and Jihyun quickly shares a hug, and a "How are you?" "I'm good," and the usual. 

Myung introduces herself to Yoongi whilst the redheaded small boy hugs his brother again. "Missed me?" Jimin nods into his chest. "You must be hungry, come I've made some food for all of us." Mrs. Park walks to the dining room that's connected to the kitchen. Jimin and Yoongi ate three hours ago, Yoongi didn't mind eating again, Jimin did.

 But he let it go since he wants to spend time with them. Korean and japanese dishes lays on the table and they all eat happily, because damn Jimin's mother can cook. "How's school Jiminie?" Jimin simply shrugs. Yoongi finishes eating before everyone else, and decides to play with Jimin's hair while waiting for the rest to finish. 

The blonde soon feels his eyes heavy. He scoots closer to Jimin and puts an arm around his waist and rests his head on the younger's shoulder. "Are y-you t-tired?" Jimin whispers to Yoongi and he feels him nod weakly. Jimin giggles from his tiredness and kisses Yoongi on his forehead, before continuing to eat. "Are you two a couple?" Jihyun asks, eyeing them suspiciously. 

People have been asking them so many times, they aren't even surprised anymore. "N-No," Jimin shakes his head and Yoongi remains silent, eyes closed. They quickly finish eating and they continue the evening, watching movies. Before they know it, it's gotten pretty late. "Goodnight." JiHyun hugs his brother and Myung pinches his cheeks before walking to JiHyun's old bedroom to sleep. Mrs. Park goes to bed as well and Jimin and Yoongi stays on the couch, too lazy to move. Now that they are alone, Yoongi needs an answer for a question that the younger never answered. 

"What texts were Jungkook talking about? What did Jackson do?" Yoongi asks with a tired low and husky voice that Jimin loves so much. He's laying on top of Yoongi, body in between his legs and his head rested on the blonde's stomach. "Just s-some t-texts t-that Jackson send m-me," Jimin says vaguely, voice muffled from Yoongi's sweater. "What did he text you?" "J-Just some m-mean t-things," Jimin whispers. 

"I'll kill him on monday, okay?" "N-No. He hasn't texted m-me i-in a-a whi-while, actually." Jimin says. And as if on cue, Jimin's phone buzzes. It's lying beside Yoongi's waist, so Jimin quickly grabs it. "N-Nevermind," Jimin sighs. 

"What the hell man? Jungkook, my so called friend, apparently doesn't want to bother you anymore, and told me to leave you alone. Wow. Did you become friends with your bully? Really? Do you think you're special or something? Honestly, Yoongi is only there for you because he pities you. Hell, I even pity you. You're weak. Pathetic. And anxiety... really dude? Aren't you man? Well you act like a little girl. A little girl who can't take care of herself. You took Jungkook away from me. He has turned on me because apparently he's a faggot too. In love with your friend "TaeTae" so he kisses your ass. Honestly. Go. No one wants you here." 

Jimin can't help but take the words he reads to heart. "Hyung? Are y-you j-just friends w-with m-me b-because you pity m-me?" Yoongi quickly grabs his phone and reads the message. Also reading some of the messages Jackson sent before that. "Yah, Jiminie. Don't listen to this rascal. I love you." "Prove i-it," Jimin says, wiping a few tears. Jimin moves his head from Yoongi's stomach, to hover above the olders head.

 "Kiss m-me."

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Guess what happens in the next chapter.

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No. Not smut, just a kiss. 

...Or a make out session, who knows.