uitwaaien (v.) to take a break to clear one's head; lit. "to walk in the wind"

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"Are you done baby? Do you want some more?" Without saying a word, Taehyung shakes his head.

Jimin smiles, understanding. "Okay, then you go to our room and I'll do the dishes today, it's okay."

Taehyung tries to speak, but Jimin beats him to it with a chuckle. "Yes baby, I'll save the food for tomorrow too. I know how much you like it." He walks in front of Taehyung, places his hands on his cheeks and leaves a tender kiss on his lips; leads his face a little upwards and rubs his nose on Taehyung's, gently. Jimin physically feels him relax in his grip, and he squeals inwardly. He leaves one last kiss on his forehead and whispers, "Go, baby." Taehyung smiles in gratitude and turns around, walking away to their bedroom.

He takes his phone from his pajama's pocket and plugs it in to charge. Once it makes the indicating sound that it is in fact charging, he sits down on the bed after leaving it on the bedside table, a long sigh escaping his lips. He lays back on the pillows and closes his eyes, trying to sleep. It's no use, of course.

He groans, rubbing at his temple to stop his anger from consuming him, but right as he does, Jimin enters their room. He closes the door quietly behind him and looks at Taehyung. Once Taehyung looks back at him, sad eyes and trembling lips on display, Jimin knows. He just always somehow knows and it genuinely amazes Taehyung.

Jimin doesn't speak, he just puts his body to work.

He lays down beside Taehyung, pulling the sheet over them both, makes sure to tuck Taehyung in from all the sides where Jimin isn't able to keep him warm —because he can't reach him—, and slowly, but surely, wraps his arms around Taehyung's frame.

Taehyung, as if on auto-pilot, turns to his side, facing Jimin, and plants his face on Jimin's neck and behind his ear. He breathes in, letting Jimin's natural body scent consume him whole, until his soul and limbs are fully relaxed, and he's drifting off to wonderland before he knows it.

Jimin follows him at a steady speed, the sound of Taehyung's calm breathing as he sleeps a lullaby to Jimin's ears.

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Three hours later, Jimin wakes up. He lifts his head a bit from where it was laying on top of Taehyung's, his eyes trailing tiredly at the windows of their bedroom. They're open, but Jimin kept the blinds closed in case it rained. It's the middle of June, but the weather is still playing tricks on humanity.

And Jimin heard a thunder ealier while they were eating lunch, so it's better to be ready, just in case.

Jimin knows how much Taehyung loves the rain, how relaxing it is for him when he's having days like the current one.

Jimin decides that he doesn't want to wake Taehyung up to watch the rain with him. Jimin lets him continue his sleep, and falls back asleep a few minutes later as well. Before he does though, Jimin presses his lips on Taehyung's forehead in a silent kiss. He lets his lips linger on his forehead a little more than usual, like a caring shield. He hugs Taehyung again, tighter this time, nuzzling his nose in his soft hair.

And when it finally starts to rain, despite the cold air that comes rushing in through the blinds, Taehyung feels warm in his sleep.

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