"Are you sure I'm not interrupting?" Jimin asked once the door closed behind them.

"What? No. Of course not. We were just talking and she knew you'd be coming." Yoongi responded, still a little weirded out, that he got caught playing like a little immature kid.

"I could come back another day. It looked like you were pretty busy in bed." He smirked, wiggling his eyebrows.

Yoongi looked at him confused, "I mean yeah. We're always in bed...but not like that!"

"Okay then. Whatever you say." He chuckled. Yoongi wanted to defend himself and make it clear that there was absolutely nothing between Jeongyeon and him but he couldn't come up with a good argument at the moment. 

"I'm assuming you were cleared by your doctor if you're still wearing your swimming trunks." He grinned.

"Yeah. I was." Sadly.

"Awesome. We should head downstairs then. Did you pack a towel?"

"Yeah I have." He murmured nervously as he picked up his small bag of belongings.

"Perfect, let's get going then." Jimin smiled.

Yoongi nodded, putting on his mask and following him behind. He didn't speak in the elevator while Jimin attempted to do small talk. He simply couldn't relax.

The thought of being semi naked in front of Jimin was tearing his nerves up. When they got to the floor where the pool was, Yoongi followed Jimin closely behind.

They went by a gym which had clear glass doors. There were a few people there working out. Most of them were employees.

"Maybe we could work out one day." Jimin suggested with a grin.

Yoongi quickly shook his head no, "I'll pass. My lungs already suck I don't think I could workout with you."

Especially with you in workout shorts. Yoongi thought. Being exposed to Jimin breathing heavily, panting and sweating sounded like a nightmare disguised as a daydream. He didn't think he'd be able to control himself around him.

"I bet you could do low impact workouts. Think about it. It might be fun."

A full hour of boners? Negative. Yoongi still shook his head no. Jimin laughed, "Okay then. Look, we're here and we should have it to ourselves. Ahh yes! We sure do. Come on."

Yoongi took a deep breath clutching his portable oxygen tightly. His heart was beating so fast and loud it was difficult to hear what Jimin had said.

It was warm inside, very humid. The Clorox scent made his way to his nose even through his mask. He slowly pulled it down and looked at the giant pool in front of them.

Well, at least to him it seemed big. As a kid he wasn't allowed to get in pools or go swimming. Any little colds could lead to pneumonia therefore lead to further lung damage.

His immune system wasn't the best, but Jimin had  gone through all this trouble to get this approved that he couldn't be a dick and not try to enjoy it.

His doctor had cleared him, and he was doing better with his treatments. It was perfectly safe to—

"Ahh that's much better. Ready?" Jimin asked, turning to him.

When Yoongi saw Jimin's exposed torso his breath was knocked out of him.  His body was incredibly amazing to look at.

It was actually very similar to the one in his dirty dream. His abdomen was flat but muscular. His chest was broad and toned and he had nipple piercings! Holy fucking shit it's like the universe wanted him to lust over this man.

Yoongi's face immediately flushed at the image of Jimin. He turned around and placed his bag down on the small bench that was in the corner.

He was starting to sweat already, growing nauseous as his anxiety spiked up. "Are you coming?" Jimin asked.

"I will any second." He murmured embarrassed.

"Say what?"

"Nothing! I'll be there in a second. You can go ahead and get in." He said reaching in to get Jeongyeon's earring. He stabbed himself with it to settle his mind.

"Alrighty don't mind if I do."

Yoongi waited until he heard the splash to get a glimpse of him again. It was wrong to do so, but how could he waste such an opportunity?

What if he never got to see him this way ever again? Plus, he didn't want to be a weirdo and directly stare at him so it was easier to throat over him while Jimin wasn't looking.

He slowly removed his tubing as he kept looking towards Jimin's direction. He had his arms spread open in the pool like a starfish.

Once Yoongi turned off his oxygen and put it down, Jimin sunk his head under the water. Then he slowly came back up. His wet hair covered his forehead as he sexily moved it out of his way.

He was smiling too. This big grin on his pretty angelic face melted Yoongi into a puddle. In that instant, it felt like Jimin was moving in slow motion and Tear In My Heart was suddenly playing in his mind.

Or was it playing out loud?

Then without warning the tingly sensation traveled down his body. Automatically sending a hot flush over his face. The message in his brain made its way with the rest of his body making the connection.

"Oh fuck." He cursed, shoving the earring deeper in his palm. It wasn't working and as soon Jimin made eye contact with him he bent over trying to hide his erection.

"Are you okay?" Jimin asked, startled.

"What's the matter? Should I call for help? What's wrong?" He wondered touching his shoulder.

Yoongi stepped back shaking his head, "I'm fine!"

"No you're not. What's the matter?" He asked concerned as he touched his arm.

"No Jimin, you're making it worse!"

"What? I'm—I'm sorry what's wrong?"

Yoongi felt guilty for scaring Jimin over something so trivial. He slowly stepped back until he plopped on the bench.

"No, I'm fine, I just need some time."

"Hey look at me. Do you need your oxygen?" He questioned leaning closer.

Yoongi squeezed his eyes shut until he saw stars. Even his voice, fuck even his voice was arousing him.

"I'm okay Jimin. I just need a minute." He responded, finally looking him in the eye.

"Positive?"

"One hundred percent. I'm just a little jittery from being out of my room. That's all."

"Do you get jittery from sneaking out to the pediatric floor?"

"No. That's different. This doesn't feel like a hospital setting at all."

Jimin smiled sitting next to him. "I suppose you're right. I'll wait with you here. How about that?"

"Perfect." Yoongi said through his forced smile.

The Lion King Mufasa getting killed. The Lion King Mufasa getting killed. The Lion King—

"Feeling better?" Jimin asked.

Yoongi could feel his body slowly relaxing. His mind wasn't in a perverted state anymore. He nodded with a timid smile.

"Yes."

"Awesome. Come on, let's get in!"

Yoongi put Jeongyeon's earring back in his pocket and followed Jimin. The pool had two sides. One that was four feet deep and the other six feet.

Since he didn't know how to swim, he went to the four feet side. He sat on the edge of the pool dipping his feet in the water. It was surprisingly warm.

"Aren't you going to take off your shirt and get in?" Jimin wondered as he swam next to him. He rested his arms on the edge of the pool and looked up at him.

Yoongi felt very self conscious about his image. Seeing Jimin shirtless had been a fucking dream, but if Jimin saw him shirtless it would be a pity party.

His body was tiny and boney. The feeding tube looked awkward and he had so many old scars from previous surgeries it wasn't pretty to look at.

"Uhh yeah in a bit."

"Are you cold? If you get in you won't feel it anymore."

"I'm a little cold. I need to warm up my feet first."

"Okay. Take your time." He grinned.

Yoongi looked at the clear water in front of him. Then noticed how little they both felt compared to the big room.

"Jimin?" He asked not looking down at him.

"Yes?"

"What do you think of me?"

"Umm...let's see. I think you're a perverted little virgin boy who's obsessed with yellow and plushies way too much."

Yoongi laughed, not expecting that answer. It was accurate but it's not what he meant. Why did he care what Jimin thought either way?

"No, I meant as a man. What do you think of me as a man?" As he asked this he had slowly turned his eyes back to him.

Jimin looked a little surprised at his question, he cleared his throat and scratched the back of his head trying to answer this.

"Never mind. That's a stupid question—"

"I think you're a nice person. You're funny in your own way, very handsome too. You have a kind heart and a warm smile. I can see why your family and friends love you so dearly."

Yoongi couldn't help but smile, "You really think that of me?" You really think I'm handsome?

"Of course I do."

Yoongi reached to grab his shirt ready to take it off. Feeling more confident now that Jimin bad admitted that he was handsome, but then a phone went off.

"Oh sorry. Let me get that." Jimin said getting out of the pool.

Yoongi was debating whether he should remove his shirt now that Jimin wasn't present. Maybe it'd be easier to do that and get in so he didn't see his body as much. But then again, Jimin had called him handsome and that meant he found him attractive right?

"No! Of course not. You're not interrupting Chanyeol."

Chanyeol?

"Yeah. Oh really? Wow, that's great. I'm glad my flashcards were helpful. You want to do it again? At your house? Oh. Umm, yes. I would really, really, like that. Sure. I'll text you later so we can coordinate. Awesome. Bye!"

Yoongi dropped his hands on top of his lap. His confidence suddenly vanished in thin air. Why was he so disappointed to hear that conversation?

"Sorry about that! Are you coming in yet?" He asked as he gracefully went back in the water.

Yoongi's face was red in embarrassment from his own thoughts. To assume Jimin found him the least attractive was incredibly stupid.

"Yeah." He murmured quickly getting in. Hopefully the water would help him cool down and make his blushing not so noticeable.

"Woah. What about your shirt? It's wet now."

"Oh yeah I brought an extra one."

"Are you sure you don't want to take it off? I feel like it is uncomfortable to be in the water with clothes that's not swimwear. They get so heavy and feel weird."

"I'm okay really." Yoongi replied with a smile.

"Alright then as long as you're comfortable. So how does the water feel?" He asked laying back and floating.

Yoongi watched as his chest moved up and down to his breathing. He was starting to feel a little short of breath without his oxygen but something told him it was Jimin's presence.

"It feels nice."

"Good, good. Hey if you need to take a break and use your oxygen do it okay? I don't want you nearly passing out like that one time in your room."

"Oh yeah. I almost did."

Except that has been because of him and if he were to pass out right now it'd be the same exact reason. He could picture himself passing out over every little thing Jimin did.

"Sure did. Scared the fuck out of me. Do you want me to teach you how to swim?" He asked standing back up.

Yoongi thought of how amazing that would be but the simple thought of having Jimin so close touching him made his stomach jittery.

He didn't really need another boner after he had just gotten rid of one. So as much as it pained him to decline he had to. It was for the best.

"I'm fine just standing here. I don't want to get too agitated without my oxygen."

"That's right. Sorry."

For making my heart beat so fast?

"That's alright. No need to apologize. You've done nothing wrong."

"I'm glad you think so."

"Do you swim a lot?"

"Yes I do. It's one of my favorite hobbies. In high school I was on the swimming team. I also did track, but could never beat Taehyung. He's naturally good at everything and sickly handsome. Namjoon did swimming with me, he's surprisingly good at it but is so clumsy he would always choke with the water. He's so incredibly talented without trying! Some people are just so lucky."

Yoongi sadly smiled looking at him. Couldn't he see he was naturally talented and sickly handsome as well?

"So are you."

"Why thank you."

"Hey Jimin uhh, now that we're closer to one another. I was wondering if you were speaking to your partner a while ago?"

Jimin glanced towards Yoongi who quickly regretted even asking the question. "Sorry. That was intrusive of me."

"No, no, it's just a little weird to talk about my love life with my supposed partner. You know?"

"Uh yeah but we're not really..." Yoongi couldn't even say the word without stopping for a second first. "Dating."

"I suppose you're right. I also did pry on your relationship with your friend."

"Well she's not really..." Why couldn't he just say they weren't dating without sounding so suspicious?

"He's not my boyfriend. He's my classmate who's also in the pediatric program. We talk and study. That's the guy Jin saw me with. I think he's really handsome and super sweet. I've thought he's so handsome since the day I saw him. Between you and I really like him."

Yoongi smiled at the beauty in which he spoke about that guy. How wonderful to know that someone could provoke Jimin to feel that way?

Though he was smiling and genuinely happy, he felt an odd sting across his chest. It was hard to explain the only he could put it was that it felt like his heart was being squeezed very hard.

"Does your chest hurt?" Jimin concernedly asked immediately, noticing his hand placement.

"No. It's a bit itchy. I don't know my body is being so weird today. I'm not used to doing things like these."

"Let's get you to float! It feels nice."

"Float? I—I can't—"

"Come on, lay back. I'll put my hands underneath you. I've got you."

Yoongi was a bit hesitant at first, but he did as he was told. The air exposure to his chest felt cold sending shivers down his spine and yet Jimin's warm hand underneath him warmed him up.

"How does it feel?" He asked, looking down at a mesmerized Yoongi.

He laughed, wiggling his toes and hands, "It feels funny. I'm floating on water!"

Jimin grinned at how happy he seemed. Realizing now that he had terribly judged Yoongi because he wasn't arrogant nor annoying.

Yoongi was sweet and pure. A kid at heart who had never experienced simple things like floating in a pool.
It was truly amazing to witness him do all of these new things and what a better feeling but to be a part of it too.

"You're really nice Yoongi. I like being with you."

Yoongi then looked up at him, feeling his heart thumping loudly against his chest. His brain released dopamine all throughout his body.

"I like being with you too, Jimin. I pray that in every lifetime and every universe we always find one another."