"How's your ankle?"

Yoongi walks to the couch where Jimin is but he doesn’t sit right away. He sees Jimin’s hands fidgeting looking unsurely at him and Yoongi can sense his nervousness as he moves in front of Jimin making the younger look upwards to him. 
 

“It’s okay.”

Jimin answers in timid but looks away immediately, ears all pink, and as Yoongi sits they turn crimson.

“What do you mean okay? Like okay better? Or okay but it hurts like hell?”

He nudges closer motioning the younger to lie down on his back and bring his legs up so he can rest his sprained ankle on Yoongi’s thigh.

Jimin hesitates.

“Both…I guess. I mean, it's getting better but it still pains.”

Jimin feels embarrassed all of a sudden. He is not used to Yoongi being caring and all polite and with the earlier rejection, he thinks that maybe, maybe Yoongi is just being polite because he is hurt. And that is probably all.

“Bring your foot up Jimin, let me check your ankle.”

Yoongi motions again, and Jimin hesitates more.

“I’m fi–..”

“Just lie down still.”

Yoongi pushes Jimin gentle in the chest as he takes the younger’s foot on top his lap.

“You haven’t changed the bandage have you?”

Yoongi says this as his fingers work through the wrap unbinding it slowly, very cautiously, as it reveals a swollen ankle painted in voguish purple, and red and green, and black and blue, all bruised. His heart bruises.

“It looks worse.”

Yoongi lets out a loud sigh as he trails his fingers very, very, lightly across the ankle, looking at the younger boy for any reaction, and Jimin hisses all the way.

Yoongi frowns.

“God, why’d you have to jump on me like that earlier?”

His voice deepens and Jimin flinches at the cold tone.

“I… uh you look so worn out hyung, like you needed a hug or something,”

Jimin mumbles. He looks away again, hands now both clenching on his leg that straighten on Yoongi’s thigh as he sits back resting comfortably but not so much, not with the hard look the older wears at the moment, looking very sharp and dull at the same time.

Jimin edges far, leaning back even further on the armrest, eyes everywhere but on Yoongi, and the sudden dodge has Yoongi soften immediately.

“I wasn’t angry, Jimin ah.”

Yoongi speaks in tender, but Jimin’s eyes gaze down on his hands.

“I said I wasn’t angry.”

Yoongi looks for Jimin’s eyes, and it is probably only moments before Yoongi hears it faint, the first sob, and then he sees it, the first drop. No.

“Park Jimin, look at me.”

Yoongi stretches Jimin’s legs open very carefully as he inches closer instantly, pulling the younger boy until he’s practically sitting on top of him, Jimin’s legs hook around his waist closer until they are both only a few inches apart.

“Jimin ah...”

Yoongi tilts the younger’s chin up but Jimin’s eyes are closed. Please don’t look at me.

“Look at me.”

Yoongi’s voice is commanding but gentle, very, very gentle, as he smooths Jimin’s eyes they open, and Yoongi sees the waves that pool in those beautiful brown eyes. Such adorable eyes.

Yoongi sighs as he brings his hands down Jimin’s hip, and wraps his fingers around it, holding it firmly as they both stare at each other until Jimin blushes hard and lowers his gaze, hands now clutching on Yoongi’s chest.

“I’m sorry, hyung.”

Jimin sobs as he lets another tear drops.

No.

“Shhhh.... Jimin ah, I am sorry.”

Yoongi wipes the tears away as he pulls Jimin into a hug.

“Hyung is sorry okay…I uh, I shouldn’t have raised my voice like that.”

Yoongi rubs Jimin’s back up and down softly as he continues to apologize, not really caring about the people that can pass by them although he is thankful that area they are placed in is a little bit secluded from the public but still, they are artists and the position they are in right now isn’t exactly habitual, any one of the members or their staff can walk in on them right now and Yoongi may get teased for life at this, at all of this because this isn’t something Yoongi does, this holding Jimin like this, embracing, but Yoongi does not care, he does not care at all at that moment because none of that seem more important than having his Park Jiminie stop crying.

So Yoongi continues to rubs the younger’s back softly before he separates Jimin from himself, and wipes away the tears more, and hesitates a little as he kisses Jimin’s eye lids and rests his lips there for a few moments Jimin’s br