The silence devoured the pair as they tried to figure out what to say. Neither of them had a clue. For some reason, they felt like complete strangers.
Hoseok glanced at Jimin through the corner of his eye. His heart skipped a beat as he watched Jimin’s cheeks fill with air. Slowly, Jimin exhaled the air and ended up sporting a pout.
However, he was too focused on his hands to notice Hoseok’s gaze. Jimin was too nervous to say the first word, so he was waiting for Hoseok to say something.
Jungkook scrubbed his hand with soap in order to get rid of the chocolate. The clear water rushed down his hand, as he rubbed his hands together the water dripped off as a muddy color.
Once he was done, Jungkook looked around Jimin’s bathroom for a towel. He looked in the cabinets, but to no avail. As a last resort, Jungkook went to the kitchen to look for paper towels.
Jungkook scrunched his face as he found that there was nothing to dry his hands with. It didn’t matter anyway. His hands would dry on the walk home.
He grabbed his container of noodles and made his way to the exit. Right as he was about to enter the living room, his tongue began to feel really dry.
Slowly, Jungkook peeped his head into the living room and saw the tense situation. Neither Jimin and Hoseok were talking. Both of them stared at the ground, twiddling their fingers.
He didn’t want to walk into that nail biting scene. Before either of them noticed him, Jungkook walked back into the kitchen and began to look for a water bottle.
Jungkook was sure that Jimin wouldn’t mind. Making sure not to make noise, Jungkook opened the fridge. Immediately, his gut dropped. The fridge was completely empty.
Jimin had lied to Jungkook. Earlier Jimin told Jungkook that his fridge was too full for leftovers. His stomach began to churn as he worried for his friend’s health.
At the restaurant Jimin didn’t touch his food. In order to calm himself, Jungkook would have to talk to Jimin. However, that would have to wait.
All Jungkook could do now was give Jimin his leftovers. Carefully, Jungkook placed the container of ramen into Jimin’s desolate fridge.
In order to prepare himself, Jungkook took a deep breath in and slowly let it out. Finally, Jungkook began to speed walk towards the door, making sure not to look at the pair.
Once he reached the door, Jungkook unlocked it and pulled the door open. “Goodnight, Jimin and Hoseok,” Jungkook sputtered as he rushed out the door.
Jimin shot his head up and opened his mouth to protest. However, it was too late. Jungkook had already closed the door and was out of sight.
He turned his head to the side and found that Hoseok was also staring at the door.
Suddenly, Hoseok faced Jimin and made eye contact with him. Jimin’s heart froze as he stared at Hoseok’s milky eyes. It had been a while since Jimin really saw Hoseok.
Neither one of them dared to look away. They studied the features of each other’s faces. Each beauty mark was accounted for.
The plumpness of Jimin’s lips and the pink of Hoseok’s cheeks were snapshotted. Each moment he spent separated from Hoseok felt like agony. He desperately wanted to embrace Hoseok again.
Slowly, Jimin began to lean forward. His heart hammered against his chest as he anticipated Hoseok’s velvet lips.
“Why did you ask me to leave?” Hoseok murmured as he kept his eyes glued on Jimin. Jimin withdrew from Hoseok and arched his eyebrows.
He felt his face turn red as his heartbeat echoed through his head. His mind raced with explanations that wouldn’t lead to a fight.
Hoseok’s gaze made it hard for Jimin to think quickly or clearly. As each second passed, Hoseok became more anxious to hear Jimin’s response. All he wanted to know was why.
It was the only way he would be able to fix everything. The only thing that mattered was Jimin’s happiness.
“I-I was tired,” Jimin stammered as he dropped Hoseok’s gaze. Jimin watched Hoseok’s hands as he waited for a response. However, all that Jimin received was silence.
He wanted to desperately know what Hoseok was thinking. If only he could step into Hoseok’s mind then his nerves would be at ease. “Of me?” Hoseok murmured.
Quickly, Jimin’s head shot up and landed on Hoseok’s doleful face. Hoseok’s eyebrows arched upward as his eyes dropped downward. His bottom lip was quivering as they formed a pout.
The whole time Hoseok was staring right at Jimin, but not anymore.
“No! I will never get tired of you! I love you, Hoseok!” Jimin sputtered as he placed his hands on top of Hoseok’s. Finally, Hoseok looked up at Jimin, revealing his tearfilled eyes.
“Honestly, I thought you got tired of me. That’s why I asked to be alone. Spending time with me everyday must be annoying,” Jimin revealed as his face held a pained expression.
Suddenly, Hoseok’s tears came crashing down. His eyes widened as the tears marked his face.
“Jimin, each moment we spend together is precious. Whenever I’m not with you my heart aches. I love you, so much,” Hoseok sobbed as he embraced Jimin. Jimin had never seen Hoseok cry before.
Honestly, it made Jimin’s emotions come pouring out. A side of Hoseok that no one else had ever seen was unveiled. The person who he loved dearly was crying over his doubts.
As each tear fell from Hoseok’s face, he realized that Hoseok truly loved him.
With this realization, Jimin clung onto Hoseok with all his might. His body began to shake with emotion as he felt Hoseok’s grip tighten. Hoseok, his Hoseok, loved him.
Tears began to glide down his cheeks and he nestled his head at the crook of Hoseok’s neck. “I love you, Jimin,” Hoseok whispered in his ear.
Jimin’s shuddering breath echoed throughout the living room. “I love you, too,” Jimin whimpered.
Suddenly, Hoseok pulled Jimin back. His hands grasped Jimin’s shoulders as he gazed at Jimin’s tear stained face. Both of the pair’s faces were swollen and puffy due to crying.
With this thought, Hoseok began to giggle. “Why are you laughing?” Jimin questioned as he used his sleeves to wipe his tears away.
Before Hoseok could answer, Jimin wiped Hoseok’s cheeks in order to get rid of the lingering tears.
Hoseok cupped Jimin’s face and pulled him towards himself. His lips landed on Jimin’s plump lips and began to passionately kiss him. All the wind was knocked out of Jimin.
As each second passed by, Hoseok’s tongue delved deeper inside Jimin’s mouth. The scent of chocolate ice cream filled Hoseok’s nose. They had longed for each other for so long.
Now that they were in each other’s embrace, they weren’t going to let go. Their lips fit like two puzzle pieces.
Jimin’s body melted into Hoseok’s as he slowly began to lower Jimin onto the couch. The world floated away as they were intertwined.
Jimin momentarily pulled away in order to catch his breath. However, Hoseok couldn’t wait any longer and began to devour Jimin once again.
Hoseok could nearly taste the ice cream as he pushed his tongue against Jimin’s. The feeling of Jimin’s body rubbed up against his own was almost intoxicating.
The silent room began to fill with Jimin’s stifled moans. Slowly, Hoseok hands began to move towards Jimin’s hips.
Hoseok began to to sprinkle Jimin’s neck with kisses. However, these weren’t ordinary butterfly kisses.
Jimin knew that by the time the pair were done that it would be apparent that he was Hoseok’s. He didn’t mind it one bit.
As he felt Hoseok’s lips on his collar bone, Jimin threw his head back as he wiggled his hips. With each wiggle, Hoseok’s thigh pushed between Jimin’s thighs until Jimin yelped.
With haste, Hoseok began to unbutton Jimin’s shirt. Each moment Jimin felt Hoseok’s fingers land on his bare chest his heart would skip a beat.
Once Jimin’s upper half was completely exposed, Hoseok’s hand began to trace his body. His soft fingers made Jimin shiver with euphoria. Suddenly, Hoseok’s lips began to trace Jimin’s abs.
Each time his lips landed Jimin couldn’t help but whimper. Jimin’s heartbeat began to accelerate once he felt Hoseok’s head get lower. He yearned for more.
Hoseok made sure that he left his mark on Jimin’s body. It was almost as if Jimin’s upper half was a game of connect the dots.
Suddenly, Hoseok began to unbuckle Jimin’s pants. “Wait,” Jimin groaned. Hoseok looked up at Jimin with a confused expression. He was sure that Jimin wanted what was coming next.
“Let’s go to the room,” Jimin smiled as he ran his fingers through Hoseok’s hair. With that, Hoseok lifted himself from the couch and stood in front of Jimin.
He wrapped his arms around Jimin’s waist. Carefully, Hoseok lifted Jimin up into his arms and rested his hands onto his derriere in order to support him up.
“With pleasure,” Hoseok smirked as he carried Jimin toward the bedroom.