It wasn't the answer Jimin was expecting. 

Jimin stared at his hyung, mouth hung open. Yoongi kept his eyes shut, his cheeks flushing.

He thought back to 2 years ago when he'd had a nightmare and crawled into Yoongi's bed.

**"Jimin, what the are you doing?" Yoongi groaned, sleepily.

"Hyung, I had a bad dream."

And just like that, Yoongi wrapped his arms around Jimin and pulled him to his bare chest. 

There was silence for a minute, until Jimin could hear Yoongi's soft snoring. He laughed softly. 'Only he could fall asleep so easily like that.'

He woke up to tangled legs, and Yoongi's hand running through his hair.

They stayed there until Seokjin called them for breakfast.**

That day, Yoongi was in one of the best moods in his whole career.

And now, Jimin knew why.

~

Yoongi didn't dare to open his eyes. 

He didn't want to see the look of disgust on Jimin's face.

There was silence for such a long time, and Yoongi thought Jimin had gotten up and left.

He swallowed again as he felt his heart drop. He felt lightheaded, and wanted to cry, but his closed eyes wouldn't let him.

He gasped when he felt Jimin touch his shoulder gently. 

"Hyung..."

Yoongi opened his eyes.

Jimin looked at him. There was no disgust in his eyes, instead, they sparkled. His lips were parted. 

He stared at Jimin's lips.

"Jimin..."

~

Jimin noticed Yoongi staring at his lips. He blushed slightly and thought about what it would be lik