It was already a couple minutes past 8am when Jimin awoke with a start all of a sudden in the hotel room. Upon seeing it was Jin hyung who had shaken him awake, Jimin hastily pulled the thin white hotel bedsheets to cover his body from view, despite the fact Jin and all the other members had seen all of each other before, it still made Jimin flustered especially in his state of tiredness.

“You overslept,” Jin said, a hint of irritation in his voice. Jimin noticed through his tired, puffy eyes that Jin was already fully dressed like he was ready to leave. “It's already past 8 am and we're supposed to be at the shooting in half an hour, so you better hurry up.”

Jimin rushed to pick up his phone that was plugged in and charging on the small bedside table and checked the time. His eyes squinted under his phone’s light as he looked at the wallpaper he had of Yoongi. Yoongi had said it was cute Jimin used one of his selcas for his phone. “You’re kidding...I was sure I set my alarm for 7am...” Jimin sighed and tossed his phone down on the bed in frustration. He was certain he had set his alarm last night just as he usually did, after he had noticed Taehyung had let Jungkook sneak into their room when they didn’t realise Jimin was awake on the other bed still scrolling his phone under the covers at 2am.

“And don't fall back asleep,” was all Jin said before he opened the hotel room door and disappeared into the corridor.

Jimin watched the door slowly slide and close itself and then noticed that Taehyung's single bed next to his was empty and the sheets were dishevelled. Upon swinging his legs round the bed to ground his feet on what he thought would be the rough hotel carpet, he looked down at the softer material he stood on. It was a pair of Jungkook's underwear. He'd seen the youngest wear the particular black and purple pair plenty of times before.

“Ew.” Jimin quickly lifted his feet up from the used clothing and, as he managed to force himself out of bed fully, heard a loud moan echo from the ensuite bathroom that was supposed to be shared between himself and Taehyung. The shower was running. Jimin paused to wait and see if the noise was just a fluke or if he was hearing things, but it was obvious he wasn't when he heard another loud groan and then someone – Taehyung – chuckling followed by a something like a shower bottle falling to the floor.

Jimin rolled his eyes. He needed to shower. And fast. He couldn't and wouldn't interrupt the two in the shower. He was too tired to even bother with that today and he wasn't in the mood for this. He just wanted to crawl back into bed and sleep for ten years. He quickly gathered up his shower supplies and pulled on a white bathrobe over his body because he'd decided it would just be quicker to go to one of the hyungs' rooms to get ready.

‘Yoongi hyung and Jin hyung are next door...’ Jimin thought, ‘…so I’ll just go to them because Jin hyung is already ready so the shower is likely to be empty?’ He pushed away the sudden thought of Yoongi in the shower. He couldn’t deal with that image as well today since he had already been thinking inappropriately of Yoongi too much recently and it had only acted as a distraction for his work, whether it be in the dance or recording studios, Min Yoongi was on his mind.

Jimin picked up his towel from the chest of draws opposite the two single beds and, rubbing his eyes, went to Jin and Yoongi's shared room. He gently knocked his knuckles against the door and waited for a reply to let him in. Jimin was mid yawn when he was greeted with an equally tired looking Min Yoongi. His orangey strawberry coloured hair was a ruffled mess and his long bangs covered over his small eyes. His lips were in a puffy pout as he looked Jimin over in confusion. If Jimin could see his hyung's eyes, he would've easily guessed they would be squinting at him in tiredness.

“Jimin?” Yoongi's morning voice was dry and deep, and Jimin hated to admit it made him feel a certain kind of way.

“Hi, hyung!” Jimin smiled widely in an attempt to try and ignore how attractive Yoongi looked in the mornings. “C-can I use your shower, hyung? Jin hyung woke me up because my alarm didn't go off and…and Tae and Jungkook are in my shower right now having...having a shower...” Jimin trailed off and bit his lower lip whilst looking down at the floor as he awkwardly shuffled his feet across the carpet.

Yoongi's lips pursed together to supress a chuckle. He knew exactly what was going on with Taehyung and Jungkook, like all the members did, but it just seemed funny to Yoongi to see Jimin not want to describe what was currently happening in his own hotel room shower right now, like he almost seemed embarrassed by it. So, Yoongi opened the door wider and let Jimin in. The younger shuffled himself inside and closed the door behind him. Yoongi picked up his folded towel from the end of his bed and said, “I was just about to shower as well, so you can join me and we can both be quicker.”

Instant panic hit Jimin. He wasn't expecting this at all. He thought Yoongi wouldn't be late like him. Did this mean he would have to shower with hyung again? He had tried to avoid it for so long – it was one of the many reasons he was often sharing a hotel room with Taehyung these days instead, an easy way to try and avoid seeing Yoongi in the morning, or in the evenings, or when he got out the shower with nothing but a towel wrapped around his waist, his long, wet bangs hanging over his eyes with droplets of water falling down the smooth skin of his face. Jimin still remembered having to run past a confused and half Yoongi out of the hotel room and straight to Namjoon when he had first seen Yoongi like this a couple of weeks ago. He begun suddenly sobbing dramatically in a stunned Namjoon’s arms and vented out all his emotions about Yoongi he had been dealing with for the past few months. Namjoon could read Jimin's body language towards Yoongi months prior and knew the younger had feelings for the hyung, but he had still been surprised by the amount of stress Jimin was in and he comforted the younger, telling him that it would be okay. Ever since then, Namjoon promised not to reveal Jimin’s secret, just as he was asked.

Jimin suddenly realised that he hadn’t answered Yoongi yet. “O-okay, hyung…” Jimin mumbled. He was well aware of how smaller his voice had gotten since seeing Yoongi hyung in this condition – all sleepy with messy hair, a puffy face and natural skin. It wasn’t like he could just run away this time because he really did need to shower and get ready so he doesn’t make everyone late. Jimin grit his teeth and told himself to just try and zone out of the entire experience, to try and ignore the fact he was going to be in very close proximity with a very Yoongi any moment now.

“Jin hyung went to go eat breakfast, I think...” Yoongi said as Jimin shuffled himself into the large ensuite bathroom behind Yoongi. It was spacious and white, with a large double shower. “I think he went to Namjoon and Jungkook's room...”

Jimin watched as Yoongi stood on his tiptoes to reach up and press the button that turns on the water to the shower. He didn’t miss the way Yoongi's back muscles moved and contorted under the thin white t-shirt he was wearing. Jimin took to the sink to brush his teeth as some sort of distraction for himself because he shouldn't be thinking about his hyung like this, especially when he had showered with all the members, and Yoongi, lots of times before this time.

“I think that's warm enough...” Yoongi commented as he let the scolding hot water run over his hand as he tested the temperature. He hated cold showers.

Jimin almost choked on his toothbrush when he looked up and saw Yoongi behind him in the sink mirror pulling off his white t-shirt over his head to reveal the pretty, tan skin underneath.

“Do you think the shooting will take longer than it did yesterday?” Yoongi looked behind from where he was kicking his t-shirt into the corner of the bathroom out of the way. Unfortunately for Jimin, Yoongi had noticed the evident red blush staining the younger's puffy cheeks and had to resist a smirk at the sight.

“Huh?” Jimin made a confused noise with his toothbrush still hanging out of his mouth, his thick lips coated in toothpaste froth. He was staring down into the sink in any possible way to avoid eye contact with Yoongi or have his flawless body in his peripheral vision.

“I said...” Yoongi began louder as he rolled his eyes from having to repeat himself, but he was well aware of how flustered he was making Jimin and couldn't help but admit to himself how much he liked it, “do you reckon the shooting will take long? I want to be able to come back here early to sleep...I'm so tired these days.” Yoongi frowned, his lips sticking out a little pout in a way Jimin always found particularly cute. He always found Yoongi's pout cute. He couldn't help when talking to him to just let his eyes wander down lower to those small, pretty pink lips whenever he spoke. Jimin couldn't admit how Yoongi made him feel whenever he was with him. He couldn't ever tell hyung his true feelings because it would ruin everything – Jimin was sure Yoongi wouldn't feel the same way.

“I don’t know –I hope so...” The younger's teeth brushing got slower and slower as he couldn't help but focus his eyes on Yoongi behind him as he bent down and removed his black sweatpants and underwear in one go, with every ounce of knowledge of what he was doing and how he was affecting the younger. Jimin swallowed down excess saliva from the sight of Yoongi being completely and then instantly cringed when the taste of strong, minty toothpaste stung all the way down his throat. He quickly cupped his hand under the tap and the water to drink from his palm in the hopes it would soothe his burning throat. By the time he was finished rinsing his mouth, Yoongi was already in the shower and letting the water soak his hair.

Jimin took in a deep breath and removed his bathrobe to discarded it on top of the pile of Yoongi’s own clothes. Jimin couldn’t see with his back turned away that Yoongi was looking him up and down, his eyes lingering over the soft round cheeks of his . Jimin ran his fingers through his dark brown hair and choked back a hiccup of anxiety when he finally joined Yoongi in the shower. His mind was crazy in this moment. He was so exposed to Yoongi and so very, very close to him.

“Jimin, you’ll be ing freezing if you don’t properly come under where the water is,” said Yoongi with a gummy smile as he pulled Jimin in closer to him, their bodies now flush together.

Jimin squeaked at the sudden close contact and his eyes lowered when he felt his cheeks grow hot for the thousandth time today. All because of Min Yoongi. Jimin felt frozen in place when Yoongi’s hands moved from his upper arms down to his waist. He was breathing fast, Yoongi noticed from the quick rising and falling of the younger’s chest against his.

“Do I make you nervous?”

Jimin gulped and his lip. He didn’t know how to get out of this at all. Here he was, his own body up against Yoongi’s and the burning shower water splashing down on them from above. He couldn’t form a reply. Of course Yoongi made him nervous, but how could he admit to that like this? He could feel his heart wanting to fall through his from how quickly it was pounding and he had a horrible lump in his throat.

Jimin looked up when he heard Yoongi chuckle, a rare audible chuckle as well.

“You look ing cute, Jimin.”

Jimin was at a loss for words. This whole situation was so strange but he didn’t feel completely out of place. Usually when showing with any of the members, it was a simple and quick task that wasn’t ualised at all or anything of that nature. But now, standing here in front of Min Yoongi, Jimin quickly realised the large hardness pressing against his stomach and knew in an instant what it was. He wasn’t familiar with this particular feeling or situation, but he still remembered the time he sat on Yoongi’s lap around a month ago to have a group photo taken. Jimin remembered the hardness pressing against his and Yoongi fidgeting a little, as if he was aware Jimin knew. As soon as the dozen photos were taken, Jimin had quickly removed himself from the scene because he was both parts embarrassed and aroused at causing Yoongi to become like that, just like how he was now.

Jimin had barely another second to think when he felt Yoongi’s soft lips peck the tip of his nose. “H-hyung…what are you doing?” Jimin’s voice came out in a broken croak, he was really struggling to process anything.

Yoongi pulled back a little, but their faces were still only inches apart. “Jimin, I want you to admit the feelings you’ve been hiding from me.”

“W-what? I don’t have-”

“Don’t lie to me anymore…” Yoongi frowned, genuine sadness on his soft features as he looked at the Jimin who was avoiding his gaze, looking down somewhere at his chest instead. Jimin had nowhere else to look, and anything was better than facing Min Yoongi’s intimidating gaze. “It makes me sad… that you didn’t tell me, Jimin.”

Jimin blinked a few times, realisation washing over him. He had to speak at this point, he had to know if Namjoon had betrayed him. “Namjoon told you?”

Yoongi’s brows furrowed as he looked confused and said, “what? No…no, he didn’t…wait, you told Namjoon about this… and not me?”

Jimin was on the verge of crying at this point. Everything was too overwhelming. He could feel every inch of Yoongi’s body against his and could feel his own uncomfortable, impatient hardness grow between his legs. “Hyung, I… I had to tell someone,” he protested, his voice so low even Yoongi just managed to hear it over the sound of the water. “I was too scared to even talk to you sometimes, hyung… how could I admit something like this to you to your face? Every time I would see you I wished that I could tell you but…” Jimin’s voice trailed off. He felt like his emotions and bottled up feelings were suddenly all being revealed at once and he felt so exposed not just physically now.

Jimin took a chance and looked up to meet Yoongi’s eyes, and the serious look he saw there only encouraged him to continue speaking, “but…I thought you wouldn’t feel the same and-and I knew the others already have Jungkook and Taehyung going on and I just... I didn’t want it to be burdensome on everyone or something like that. I mean…what if people found out? We already have to keep Taehyung and Kook on the low and now…I don't know... I’m scared, hyung…”

“Jimin…” Yoongi breathed, he could feel all of the younger’s anxieties on himself and could relate almost completely. “I don’t give two s about what people may find out or think about anything. them.” To Yoongi, Jimin was far, far more important than the public's opinion on anything. Yoongi knew it wasn't in everyone's lifetime to be blessed with a man like Park Jimin. You don't ever just pass up on Park Jimin.

“But, Hyung-”

Jimin was cut off when one of Yoongi’s hand was suddenly at the nape of his neck, pulling him in closer. Jimin wasn’t going to push Yoongi away but he had barely a moment’s thought when Yoongi’s lips connected with his own. Jimin thought he would be more taken aback, but it felt too natural for him and he sunk into the kiss and soon tongues were running and pushing against each other. Jimin’s hands were soon wrapped around Yoongi’s neck to deepen the kiss to desperately try and satisfy the craving of Yoongi he’d been having for months, with no way of getting rid of it. If this was the only time he would get to be with Yoongi like this, he wanted to make it worth it.

~ I don't know if this is something I'll continue. I had only intended it to be a one-shot, but who knows at this point... Of course though, Jimin and Yoongi don't just have a little shower moment and that's it, I intended this to be just a cute how their relationship begins kind of vibe <3 I hope yall enjoyed it though x