They had been dating a few months, both of them in their first relationship with a guy. They were scared of how to make it work, how to be able to not to ruin the beautiful friendship they had had before they started dating, both of them thinking that this had to be perfect for them, perfect for the other one.

Both of them knew that it wasn't perfect, that it wasn't even near that, but it was perfect for them. It was hugging when they saw each other after a long day of different schedules, it was cuddling late in the night, when they both were about to fall asleep, it was holding hands when they were walking outside and no one was with them, no bandmates nor fans near. It was their perfect.

They hadn't kissed yet because they had been wanting for it to be perfect. They had been trying to talk about it, about being intimate, but haven't really been able to because both of them were too awkward, also too childish, to have decent conversation about it.

Right now they were in their room, laying on Taehyung's bed because it was the lower bed of their bunk bed, cuddling. Yoongi was the smaller spoon, which he complained about, but secretly loved so much, feeling so safe in Taehyung's arms.

"I'm afraid they'll find out soon we're more than best friends" Tae whispered, his eyes watering, voice wet from the hardly contained tears

"Oh, darling, I-I-I'm kind of thinking, like, that, maybe? just