Yoongi is broken and Jimin sews him back together with the promises he weaves with his lips and teeth and tongue. Jimin is broken too, but he builds himself back up with Yoongi’s whispers of affection and his unsteady hands. Jimin knows that soon enough he’ll collapse because the last thing Yoongi will ever give him is stability, but he continues anyway because he likes the way it feels to be reassembled with bits and pieces of Yoongi. They’re leaning on one another, two unsteady buildings.

At least they’ll go down together.