22iii – JM focus
Jimin didn't know how Yoongi would react. They were both standing, frozen staring straight at each other and not talking. Yoongi moved first. He walked closer to Jimin and placed his hand on the other's cheek. Jimin's heart was already trying to break through his ribcage, and this unexpected contact wasn't helping anything. He couldn't speak. His eyes searched through Yoongi's dark gaze. Suddenly, Yoongi's eyes closed and he leaned closer.
He kissed Jimin passionately and smoothly, with the perfect balance between forceful and gentle. Jimin couldn't think and simply lost himself in the euphoria of his first kiss. He felt Yoongi's tongue slide lightly over his lips and entangled his fingers in the older boy's soft hair. Yoongi pushed him slightly until he was leaning against the sinks. What contact they had was not close enough and Jimin desperately wanted more. He pushed himself against Yoongi's body and Yoongi pushed back, clearly needing the same thing.
Without warning, Yoongi pulled away, turned around and stormed out of the door without looking back. Jimin's brain was too foggy to do anything about it. He waited until his heartbeat had returned to a normal rate and then left to go back to class, head still reeling.
He was so completely fazed out that he barely registered the rest of the afternoon passing. It just skipped him by while his subconscious pulled him to wherever he needed to go. Taehyung caught up to him on the bus after school and Jimin had basically recovered by then.
"So," Taehyung asked, anxious for details, "how did it go?" Jimin smiled and looked at his best friend.
"I had my first kiss today." Taehyung's jaw dropped and he ruffled Jimin's hair violently.
"And you didn't tell me sooner?! Jiminie, I'm so proud of you! So you're together?" Jimin looked straight ahead but kept smiling.
"Nope. He was kissing me and then he just left." Taehyung looked confused and sympathetic. "Hey, it happened, didn't it? I'm glad for that, at least. Besides, he does like me back, we just can't be together. That's all." Taehyung stroked his Jimin's arm and said quietly,
"Jimin-ah, I'm sorry, I just…are you okay?" Jimin was shaking slightly as panic and frustration boiled up inside him. Min Yoongi had shown him emotions and levels of love he didn't think were possible to have and shattered them just as quickly as he formed them.
"I'm fine," he lied, wiping away his tears. Taehyung rested his head on Jimin's shoulder and they both sat in silence until Taehyung's stop. Jimin still had two more stops to go and was considering staying longer and going home instead of to dance practice when someone sat down next to him.
"Park Jimin, I promise I'll make this quick." That voice made Jimin want to break down completely. "I love you, okay? Fucking hell, I love you, but this can't happen." Jimin was very close to either punching Yoongi or the window and he knew which one he'd rather break. "At least not here, anyway." Yoongi gripped Jimin's wrist and pulled him to the doors just as the bus was stopping. As soon as they were off the bus, Jimin started to hit Yoongi with his spare hand.
"Yoongi, get off me! You can't just pull me off the bus, I've got a rehearsal tonight! What even makes you think I'd want to- Jesus Christ how are your hands so strong?" Yoongi's grip had not loosened at all, despite the onslaught, and he turned around to face Jimin.
"Jimin, I play the piano and the drums as well as hockey and basketball. So yeah, my hands are pretty strong. Besides, I talked to Hoseok and your dance class is cancelled tonight anyway. Come with me and I'll explain everything." He didn't wait for an answer and started pulling Jimin down the street again.
When they reached Yoongi's front door, he still didn't let go of Jimin to get out his keys, despite Jimin having no intentions of running away at this point. Only once the door was closed behind them did Jimin's wrist get released and Jimin rubbed it subconsciously. He slipped off his shoes and followed Yoongi upstairs. When he reached Yoongi's bedroom, he stopped in the doorway.
"Wow, what happened in here?" He gestured to the floor that was strewn with crumbs and food packets, as well as clothes and various bits of paper. Yoongi pushed some empty chocolate wrappers off his bed and onto the floor to reach a beautiful brown poodle sat on his pillow.
"Jungkook happened in here. He came over on the weekend and we had a deep conversation about love and a lot of snacks." He pushed past Jimin to set the dog down on the landing. He then pulled Jimin into the room and swiftly locked the door. Yoongi turned around and placed on hand on Jimin's waist and the other in his hair. "I've wanted you for so long," he whispered huskily and Jimin wanted to melt.
"I want you, too," managed Jimin and he pulled them back into a kiss. It was slower this time, less animalistic, less hungry, and Jimin savoured the taste of Min Yoongi on his lips.