"this looks delicious! thank you boys!" ms min thanked the two as they set the food on the table and joined her around it. they dug in, jimin pleasantly surprised at what he had been able to do.

"you know, i'm surprised at what i could do yoongi-hyung!" he exclaimed crumbs decorating his mouth. yoongi leaned forwards to wipe them away with his serviette.

"you need to believe in yourself more then," the older stated and carried on eating his own food. his mother merely sat, staring adoringly at the two boys.

"you two are very cute together!" yoongi's mother announced from the head of the table causing the boys to wake from their moment, yoongi glared at his mother.

"oh i'm sorry eomma min, but we aren't together," jimin replied politely and the woman nodded understandingly before sending them off to bed, saying that she would clear up since they had made dinner. 

the two walked to yoongi's room in silence breaking it only when yoongi offered clothes to his guest. the smaller male gratefully accepted them and walked off to the bathroom to change.

(yes jimin is smaller than yoongi in this fic because i'm trash for smol jimin)

he reappeared in yoongi's room in merely yoongi's shirt and boxers, the sweatpants lying in his arms. yoongi thought it was illegally cute. it was obvious that the sweatpants did not fit him as he was drowning in the shirt he had been given. 

"they didn't fit and i didn't fancy sleeping in them, that okay?" jimin asked and yoongi nodded eagerly, confused at why he was so okay with the fact that he could see jimin's thighs in those boxers and was so okay with not being able to sleep because of jimin's bare legs pressed against his own. 

"if you're comfortable sleeping in a bed with me then i'm fine with that," yoongi stated not taking his eyes off the suddenly very interesting floor.

"you're so cute yoo-yoo!" jimin exclaimed, moving to hug the older eliciting a laugh from him. 

"it's weird when you call me that, you know," yoongi mumbled into jimin's shoulder. the younger pulled away and looked at him, confused.

"but your mother calls you that."

"exactly," yoongi replied and climbed into his bed, jimin following suit.

"am i different?" the brunet asked quietly.

"extremely. now goodnight jimin-ah."

"goodnight min-min hyung."