7

(Third Person P.O.V)

“What do you want to do now?”

“Eh?” Jimin gave Yoongi a confused look. He arrived at the guy’s home a few minutes ago. “Why are you asking me? You should decide for yourself. You know that I’m just here to do what you’d like as a payment for sleeping on you yesterday, hyung. And I thought you invited me over so that we could practice for the audition?”

A smile crept up on Yoongi’s face, then he sat beside him on the brown, worn-out sofa. “Well, I thought that you’re tired from the dance club’s practice… So, I thought we could just relax for the whole day.”

Jimin pouted his lips at the older and then leaned back on the sofa comfortingly. Yoongi can honestly say that he looks so adorable right now. “That would be a good idea, but what can we do?”

He also leaned down the back of sofa. “Do you like to watch a movie with me later?”

“Jinja?” Yoongi’s heart almost stopped beating when the younger’s head snapped towards his direction, making their heads only inches away from each other. The bright expression on the younger guy’s face alone can take his breath away. What’s making the matter worse was that their faces were still only inches away, which Yoongi thinks that Jimin hasn’t realized that fact yet. “Do you have something scary that we can watch?”

“U-uh…” The older swallowed down the lump that was starting to form inside of his throat. He can’t help but stare at the younger guy’s beautiful face. It was fair & smooth like milk. His eyes turning into two crescent shaped slits as he smiled like a little kid on Christmas day. Oh god! Those lips of his… Just how could a guy have such tempting pair of lips?

A snapped of Jimin’s fingers pulled Yoongi back to the reality. He cleared his throat and sat up straight. His heart was beating noisily inside of his chest. It was as if there were drums creating loud noises inside of him that it is deafening every sound aside from it. Yoongi’s thoughts was changed when he spotted something. Worry started to bubble all through his body when he saw a decent sized wound on Jimin’s arm.

“What happened to your arm?” he asked, his voice vibrating too much worry than he would’ve wanted to sound.

Jimin also sat up and glanced at his bruised arm. “Oh. This? I just fell down this morning when I was practicing the steps for the practice routine.” He smiled at the older guy, but it still was not enough to melt his worries away. “Don’t worry, hyung. It won’t harm me that much. It’s just a wound, it’ll heal quickly anyway.”

Ignoring what Jimin had said, Yoongi quickly stood up from the sofa and got the first aid kit from the kitchen cabinet. He got back to Jimin as quickly as he left, then kneeled in front of the amused younger guy.

Yoongi gently grabbed his arm and opened the kit. “Learn to take care of youself next time, Jiminie.”

“Y-yah, hyung! I already told you that this is nothing. You don’t really have to do that!” Jimin tried to pull his arm away from his hyung’s grip, but he failed because the older guy had held unto it tightly.

“You should’ve at least disinfected it and placed a band-aid on it so that you would avoid it being infected or something.” I got a disinfectant and a cotton ball, after pouring the liquid on the ball I gently dabbed it at the scratch on Jimin’s arm. “Bacteria can get into it and that wouldn’t be a good ending now, won’t it?”

“Yes, but…”

Jimin stopped talking and winced as Yoongi dabbed the cotton ball with alcohol on the younger’s wound. “See? You said it won’t harm you? But it still hurts and has a high risk of infection.” Yoongi continued to lecture him as the other guy just pouted.

“Ok… I’m sorry for not disinfecting it…” He pouted and tried not to wince, but he frowns every time I dab the ball on his arm. “I’ll be careful next time, hyung.”

Yoongi looked at him as he placed a cartoon patterned band-aid on the younger guy’s wound. “Done… just please take extra care of yourself from now on or I’ll be worried for you. Araso?”

“Araso…” Jimin unenthusiastically answered, but his face suddenly brightened and his twinkle in his eyes came back as he stared at the cartoon-patterned band-aid. “Omo! You have this kind of thing, hyung?”

Yoongi’s heart was beating so loudly that he think he can go deaf with its sound just seeing Jimin’s bright expression. “U-uh… Yeah. My mom actually gave me lots of these because she says that I’m such a klutz so I would really need them. But, I don’t use them that much because I think it’s a turn off to have that kind of thing…”

“Are you kidding me?!” Jimin grinned at the band-aid like a little child. “I love this kind of this! They are so cute and adorable! Do you think you can give me some too?”

Yoongi couldn’t help but grin back at him. He also couldn’t help but think that Jimin looked so adorable and extra cute acting like a little child. “Sure, I also have a Winnie-the-pooh patterned one, a cat patterned, and other cartoon pattern of those.” He took out one of each thing that he mentioned and showed it to younger guy.

“I’ll really be careful next time, if you g