(Does That Make Sense?)

"Jimin-ah, are you coming?"

"Yeah, just tying my laces!" Jimin sprang to his feet after tying his shoelaces in secure loops and raced to catch up with Yoongi, who was standing in the street, waiting for him with a bored expression.

"It's freezing. Could you have done that any slower?" he teased as they set off walking together. Jimin huffed and smiled.

"I only have little fingers. They don't work well when it's cold." Jimin proved this by wiggling his fingers in Yoongi's face. Yoongi just caught his hand and held it by his side.

"Then tie your shoes before you get outside, dumbass," he sighed and Jimin grinned.

Yoongi was a few years older than Jimin but they were best friends. They were the type of close where no one could tell if they were dating or not. For the record, they weren't; but neither of them particularly cared if people thought they were.

Right now, with Yoongi holding Jimin's hand to protect him from the cold and the pair chatting down the street towards the café where they were planning to eat, most people would have thought they were going out. In reality, Yoongi was just protective and Jimin was just touchy. They would be perfect for each other but they didn't want to end up together.

They reached the coffee shop and Jimin was hit with a blast of warm air conditioning. He shrugged off his puffy winter coat almost immediately and sat down at a small table by the window while Yoongi went to get their food. He knew Jimin's order. When he came back with coffee and a hot pastry for him, hot chocolate and a toastie for Jimin, they started eating without a word, letting themselves warm up.

"So what do you wanna do tonight?" Yoongi asked eventually and Jimin pondered this.

"I don't know. Movie?" he suggested and Yoongi chuckled,

"I'm picking this time. I'm never trusting you again."

"What exactly was wrong with 50 Shades?"

"I'm gonna let you figure that one out."

"Well, it was either that or The Purge."

"I would have been fine with The Purge."

"Would you have been fine with walking me home in the dark and trying to stop me screaming every four seconds?"

"That's your problem, not mine."

"I can assure you, hyung, it would have very much been your problem."

Jimin honestly adored having someone with whom he could talk to so naturally. With other people, he always had to force it, fake a smile, think hard about his words. Not with Yoongi. Another thing that Jimin loved was being able to make Yoongi smile. Properly. Cold, tsundere, resting-bitch-face Yoongi softened completely for Jimin. Jimin liked being that exception.

Their little domestic argument continued and evolved into a more casual conversation which carried on until long after they had both finished eating and they got up to leave when they suddenly realised that it was half 8 already. They walked back to Yoongi's house, freezing after the warmth of the heated café.

"Oh, did I mention my brother?" Yoongi asked suddenly and Jimin cocked his head.

"I mean, you mentioned that you had one," he answered and Yoongi smiled.

"I was supposed to tell you that he's coming back from uni at some point tonight. Just so you don't freak out when a random guy walks in and sits down." Jimin hummed,

"I've never met your brother. Is he nice?" he asked and Yoongi laughed.

"Whatever you're expecting, forget it. We're siblings, not twins. No one would guess we were related, not even you if I didn't tell you." Jimin doubted this greatly but just shrugged silently instead of objecting.

They got back to Yoongi's house and Jimin sat on the couch like it was his own. Yoongi flicked on the TV and started scrolling through Netflix.

"Hmm… Avengers?"

"Nah, seen it a million times. Ooh, Princess Switch! I hear it's really good."

"It's a Christmas movie. Does it even have Korean subs?"

"Let's find out."

"Let's not. Oh, we could carry on Memories of the Alhambra? Blood and zombies for me, sappy romance for you," Yoongi suggested and Jimin nodded. They had started it a while ago but they had both fallen asleep around episode six. Nothing to do with the show, it was just around 3 am.

Yoongi pressed play and then turned the lights off before sitting back down. Jimin curled up almost on top of him and snuggled them up in blankets until they were at Jimin's ideal temperature – boiling. Because Jimin was such a cuddly person, Yoongi was used to being huddled against and was perfectly fine with cuddling Jimin back. Neither of them cared that it made them look coupley; no one else could see them anyway.

The front door opened and slammed. Jimin could hear Yoongi mutter from next to his ear,

"Here comes trouble."

And trouble came. The living room door opened and a tall guy that Jimin had never seen before walked in and flung himself over the other sofa.

"Hey," Yoongi greeted as if his brother hadn't been away for the better part of 8 months.

"Hey," Yoongi's brother greeted as if he hadn't been away for the better part of 8 months.

"Hyung, this is Jimin. Jimin, this is my big brother Seokjin," Yoongi introduced them.

"Hey," Seokjin said in the same detached tone.

"Hi," Jimin looked at Seokjin for a second and had to double-take.

Yoongi was right in that no one would guess they were related. Where Yoongi took after his father, Seokjin clearly seemed to take after their mother. Yoongi was small, his hair fell in choppy black streaks over his face and he was about Jimin's build. Seokjin was way taller, his hair was light brown and he was broad as hell. Their personalities seemed almost identical from the two words he had said but he looked… like something else. And Jimin was here for it.

The three of them sat in silence for a while, just watching the show with no other conversation in the room. Jimin occasionally caught himself sneaking glances at Seokjin until he had to make a conscious effort to stop.

After a while, Yoongi tapped Jimin's arm as a signal to tell him to get up. Jimin took his weight off Yoongi enough to let him leave and go to the bathroom or wherever he was going. And it was just Jimin and Seokjin. Almost as soon as Yoongi had left, Seokjin drawled,

"So. Your boyfriend…" Jimin looked over curiously.

"My… boyfriend? Huh? I don't have a boyfriend?" As soon as he had answered, he realised that Seokjin had done what everyone else did.

"You aren't dating my brother?" he asked and Jimin shook his head, smiling so Seokjin wouldn't feel bad.

"No, we're just really good friends," he clarified and Seokjin hummed,

"Well, thank god for that," he muttered, making Jimin giggle.

"Why so?" he asked, forgetting about the show despite it still playing. Seokjin turned his head and gave Jimin a once over before looking back at the TV, smirking,

"Well, first off, you could definitely do better." Jimin laughed,

"You know, I honestly don't think I could. I've been thinking for ages that if there was someone exactly like Yoongi-hyung who just wasn't, I'd probably go out with them."

"What's wrong with that particular Yoongi? Too short?" Seokjin joked. Jimin just about registered how easy this conversation was. That didn't usually happen.

"He's taller than me, at least. Besides, he's… him. We're best friends and I like it that way. Neither of us can mess that up," Jimin asserted.

"Hm. It's a shame he doesn't have a brother or anything. Then you could date him," Seokjin said with a tone that Jimin took a second to register.

"Ye- um, I- what?" he choked. Was that a pickup line? An actual pickup line? That Seokjin had used on Jimin? And was it working? Seokjin turned his head to wink at Jimin before turning away and oh yeah, it was definitely working.

Before Jimin could stutter any more, Yoongi walked back in with a can and Jimin rolled his eyes.

"You drink way too much coffee," he said as Yoongi seated back down.

"Shush," he smiled, booping Jimin lightly on the nose before taking a sip. The room fell into silence again with only the sound from the TV to break the quiet. To Jimin, it was just white noise. He was much more focused on Seokjin.

He had come in halfway through an episode, yet his eyes were reading the screen with interest and calculating scepticism. It was kind of hot. Jimin was this close to slapping himself across the face.

What the fuck are you doing? That's Yoongi's brother, you idiot! You can't find him hot even though he's just a taller, flirtier Yoongi and oh my god did you just get a crush in five minutes? You never cease to amaze me, Park Jimin.

"Wait, I'm gonna go get snacks and stuff, BRB," Yoongi whistled and left again. Externally, Jimin smiled; internally, Jimin screamed. Calm down, you maniac. Seokjin was just teasing, that's all. It wasn't like he was actually interested in him or anythi-

"You're staring, Jimin," Seokjin slurred very attractively. Jimin slapped himself and turned his attention back to the show. Seokjin laughed, "Aw, that was cute! How old are you again?" he asked and Jimin wanted to be careful.

"Um, 17" he responded and Seokjin shifted.

"Little young, but that could work," he mumbled to himself.

"Now, see, that makes it sound like you're gonna kill me," Jimin smiled nervously.

"I mean I meant to date, but I guess you're also too young to die, too. Good point, well done," he joked nonchalantly and Jimin kept losing his breath.

"W-what makes you think I'd want to date you?" he asked, attempting to sound cool.

"I mean the stutter isn't proving your point but it's adorable," Seokjin shrugged back and Jimin didn't know what to say at all.

"N-no, I can't. You're Yoongi-hyung's brother, that's weird, right?" Jimin wasn't sure if he was trying to convince Seokjin or himself but he seemed to be failing in both.

"I honestly doubt he'd care."

"Are you sure?" Jimin wasn't sure. Yoongi was his best friend in the whole world, soulmate, protector, his everything. He couldn't mess that up because of a boy. Even if it was Yoongi's insanely hot brother. Seokjin paused.

"Let's find out." He rolled off the couch and stood up and fuck he was tall. Broad and yet slim? Jimin had no idea how that was possible but here was someone defying physics right in front of him.

He braced himself against the backboard of the couch and leaned over Jimin, gazing at him through deep, kind, curious eyes. Jimin swallowed. It had been a long while since he'd had anyone else this close to his lips.

Seokjin smiled slightly and then leaned in; Jimin could feel his heart rate skyrocket. Seokjin's lips brushed against his and Jimin was pretty sure he blacked out for a good few seconds. When he came back to reality, he was kissing Seokjin.

It was gentle and experimental as if Seokjin could taste his nerves. He went slow and Jimin appreciated that so very much. Seokjin reached a hand up to Jimin's face and pushed a free strand of hair out of his eyes. Jimin was certain that he could stay here forever, mind revolving around Seokjin and his lips and his hands and his thoughts.

Jimin heard the door open again and flinched but Seokjin didn't pull back. He didn't until Yoongi was fully in the room and only then did he move away again. Jimin just breathed, unable to take his eyes off him.

"Fucking... Hyung, you met him an hour ago and you had max two conversations in that time," Yoongi scoffed, pushing past Seokjin and breaking the spell. Jimin blushed, afraid to just go back to snuggling Yoongi like before. Seokjin shrugged and went to sit back down again.

"He's cute. Sorry," Seokjin hummed. Jimin mumbled another apology under his breath. Yoongi laughed.

"Wha- hyung, don't apologise. Teach me how the hell to do that. If I could just hit on someone and be dating them within the hour, I'd be doing it all the freaking time." Jimin couldn't help but laugh. Yoongi pulled him back into a cuddle and it was comfortable again. "So are you two gonna actually date now or what?" Yoongi asked.

"I don't know. Jimin, wanna go out?" Seokjin asked way too casually and confidently.

"Uhm… Sure?" he answered very unconfidently. He saw Seokjin smile.

"Cool." There was silence for a second. "Does anyone else have no idea what's going on with this?" he gestured to the screen and Yoongi laughed,

"The show or life?"

"Both," Jimin answered truthfully and the two siblings laughed the same laugh.

"Seriously, hyung have fun with him," Yoongi joked and Jimin giggled somewhat nervously. This family seemed to be very efficient with the whole dating process. Jimin was usually one to panic and stress and lie awake until 3 am thinking about his crushes; this entire process seemed to have all happened in Seokjin's head within the space of 4 seconds. Impressive.

By 2 am, they had almost finished the show but Jimin was pretty much falling asleep. He felt heavy and in between asleep and awake. He was aware of talking but he didn't want to move at all.

"Jimin, come on, you need to go home," Yoongi whispered and Jimin ignored him completely. He just wanted to sleep. His surroundings shifted but he rolled over to stop it. "Hyung, a little help? He's pinning my arm," Yoongi whispered and it was barely a second before Jimin felt himself being lifted. Wow, that was comfortable. He wriggled to get closer to the body heat and heard a faint chuckle.

"Aww, he's cute when he's asleep. And when he's awake. He's cute," Seokjin summarised nicely.

"We're not getting him home like this. I'll call his mom, you can let him sleep in your room if you want."

"Sounds like a plan. Night, Yoongs."

"Night, hyung. Night, Jiminie." Jimin vaguely felt himself moving and then being put down on something soft but cold. He whined before blankets were pulled on top of him and warm arms wrapped around his body. That was nice. That was warm.