Symphony of Beauty | m.yg + p.jm

February 14 | 20:02

Lmao there are so many scene separations in this chapter within short spaces, but I hope you like it.

"Our lesson ends here, today. You seem tired, too, you should head to bed, soon."

Feet tapping, shoulders cowered shyly, Jimin glances at Yoongi, eyes a little meek but shimmering with hope. Trying to push back the thought of what day it is today, he tried to make innocent interactions, happy to just be spending time with Yoongi.

"Hyung?" He softly says, grabbing the others attention, their eyes meeting.

"Hm?"

Without a word, Jimin just stares, dipping into the dream of swimming in the pair of gleaming eyes in front of him.

"Jimin?" The voice brings him back, making him blink before he averts his gaze in embarrassment.

"Right... I wanted to ask if you wanted to stay? Mom's with Dad – who took a day off today and tomorrow, for her. And... I don't know... I know I should be used to spending nights alone, but–" his mild babbling was interrupted by Yoongi chuckling.

"Alright. It's a bit late, too, and Hoseok's out, too, anyway. D'you want me to make you dinner?" And, just like that, they fall into the comfortable dynamic of domestic conversations and shared smiles. It's as if they've been doing it for years, the pleasant sentiment of having each other being more than enough to feel at home.

🎼🎹

"Okay, I'll do the dishes–"

"What?" Jimin cries incredulously, "No, hyung! This is my house," he clarifies, huffing.

Yoongi raises an eyebrow, breathing out a laugh. "I'm not letting you do all the work, either, Jimin. So, either we do this together, or neither of us do it."

Humming in thought, Jimin nods after a few seconds, smiling.

"Together doesn't sound bad."

"Alright, then. You soap, I'll rinse."

🎼🎹

After the two were finally done with doing the dishes, teasings of water splashes and fits of laughter later, they slump on the couch, not really sleepy, but not willing to do any physical work either.

"Hyung," Jimin calls.

"Hm?"

"Wanna watch a movie?"

"But don't we have class tomorrow?"

"Actually, we don't. There's a solar eclipse, radiation's too dangerous for us to be walking around. They announced it on the school website that it's off tomorrow."

"Oh, well, that's awesome. In that case, a movie sounds great."

(He'll never say it out loud but he thinks spending time with Jimin is even greater.)

🎼🎹

When the movie actually plays, they've already exhausted themselves by teasing and making the other laugh while choosing from different DVDs of films Jimin has in the house.

So, by the time it's not even halfway done (after a half an hour or so), they're already dozing off while sitting cozily next to each other on the couch, but keeping awake by pinching their wrists – not wanting to miss time with each other.

But, they can only hold off so much – especially in the comforting presence of one another.

Jimin is trying to not glance to his side, so he doesn't end up staring at Yoongi instead the whole time, but he suddenly feels a head fall on his shoulder, the soft sound of regulated breathing followed by it.

Heart suddenly firing up and melting on the spot, he just can't not look. And thus, he gets a tiny, little glimpse and just turns back to the screen.

Alright, he admits that he stares.

But, he can't help it. The sight is overbearingly heart-wrenching and adorable, he wishes to take a picture so the moment could be remembered forever. (He curses himself that he left his phone charging in his room.)

All the while he's trying to calm his heart down, he doesn't notice himself slipping into slumber, thoughts of the black-haired beauty next to him staying in his mind.