Yoongi wiped his tears as he stepped closer. "Are you crying?" He asked surprised. Well, in reality he had seen Hoseok arrive with a girl so he didn't know why he was so shocked.

"What? Fuck no. No. I'm not fucking crying. I don't cry. Crying is for..." he sniffled looking at the ground. "For dummies."

"Oh, no. Don't cry. I'm sorry." He apologized quickly putting his hand over his shoulder.

Yoongi kept wiping his tears unable to stop them. Dammit. He didn't really think he had been bottling so many things inside until now that he couldn't prevent his tears.

"It's fine. I just need to cleanse." He sobbed covering his face. Gosh. This was humiliating. Not only was he crying but now whale noises where escaping his mouth without warning.

He felt like he was crying his whole intestines out. The heaviness in his chest was so intense it literally ached to even breathe.

"No, no, it's...it's okay. Here. I have uh...I have gum." He told pulling out a piece.

Yoongi looked at it and cried harder. Was he going to chew gum because he was planning on kissing Sana?

Were they going to leave the dance together and spend the night at each other's house? Had he finally asked her out?

"Okay! Okay! No gum!" He screamed throwing it on the ground.

Yoongi looked away taking deep breaths. He didn't need an asthma attack on top of this shit.

"Here. You can use this." Jimin said pulling out his tie and handing it to him.

"But...I'll get boogers on it." He whispered embarrassed.

Jimin chuckled, "It's okay. Don't worry about it."

Yoongi took it and started wiping his tears. He was trying to avoid wiping his nose, but at this point he needed to.

After calming down and finishing cleaning up he quickly shoved the tie in his pocket. "I'll wash it and give it back. I swear."

"Don't even worry about it. It's just a tie."

But it wasn't. Not for Yoongi anyways. He simply nodded looking at the ground again. His conscious wouldn't leave him alone so he walked to pick up the piece of gum.

"That's littering." He murmured handing it back to him.

"I know. I just panicked whenever you started crying harder. I wasn't aware you didn't like gum."

"It just uhh...triggers my reflux." He lied.

"Oh wow that sucks."

He nodded his head not looking him in the eyes. It was certain that his eyes were all puffy and small from the tears.

His fake freckles were also smeared and he was positive his hair looked like shit from snatching that wig off.

"Hey! Your wig is over there. I'm pretty fucking sure that's littering too."

Yoongi gasped quickly running to get it. He stuck it inside his shirt. Bloody hell. Jimin had seen him wear this.

"I—I was going to pick it up." He argued with a red face.

"Sure you were. I think you forgot about it." Jimin teased crossing his arms over his chest. Yoongi finally looked him in the eye angry.

"No uh! No! I didn't. How would you know huh? Were you here when I threw it? Can you read my mind or something?"

Jimin bursted out laughing while Yoongi stared at him confused. "What's so funny huh?" He wondered.

"You're so adorable when you're mad."

Yoongi curled his toes clearing his throat. "Oh." He said not knowing how to respond to this. He was already super awkward when people complimented him. It always made him so jittery.

"At least I got to distract you a little huh?"

"Yeah. I...I guess so."

"Want to know something?"

"Sure."

"When I was younger my friends and I use to chew gum and then spit it out to bury it. We thought we were geniuses and that we were going to be rich from growing gum trees. Needless to say we buried over twenty packs of gum."

"You literally...wow. Okay. How old were you?"

"Twelve."

"Little kid? You were a grown ass kid."

"I was still a kid!" He argued with a laugh.

"Hell no. You should've at least been able to investigate if that was possible. Which is not by the way."

"Don't judge me. My imagination was wild back then. Not like kids nowadays who are glued to a phone from the age of one."

"Do you know what I did at the age of twelve?"

"What?"

"Participated in science fairs and read just about every book at the library."

"Lame. You're such a smart kid."

"Not even. I'm more book smart than common sense smart."

"Ahh, so you're telling me you would've believed gum trees were real at a younger age?"

"Maybe at seven I would've. I mean it would be cool if they were."

"You know what we should do?" Jimin asked pointing at him.

"What?"

"We should go see if something is growing where I planted it."

"Didn't you say your friends and you planted them?"

"Well, yeah. However, I buried one by myself. Just in case mine grew or something. When I became rich I was obviously going to give them some money."

"You sneaky brat. You wanted the recognition for yourself." He chuckled.

"You seriously think my friends didn't bury any by themselves?"

"You're right. They most likely did."

"I know they did. Want to know where mine is?"

"Isn't it suppose to be this top secret?"

"Yeah, but you can know. Only if you don't tell no one."

Yoongi nodded extending his pinky out. "I pinky promise."

Jimin smiled wrapping his pinkie around his. He leaned closer and whispered super quietly. "Okay. It's under a purple seesaw at the public park downtown."

"Under a purple seesaw?" He repeated confused.

"Mhmm."

"What if it would've worked and it fucking destroys the seesaw?"

"Oh well."

"Wait, so how would you claim that's your tree? Damn. Why am I so invested in this gum tree?"

"Easy. I buried a note with it. I even laminated that shit so it wouldn't get wet when it rained."

"I take it back. You are a genius."

"Told you." He snickered. Once they stopped laughing Jimin looked down and pulled his hand away.

Yoongi did the same looking up at the bright stars. How beautiful to know that they both shared the same sky.

"I saw Hoseok arrived with a girl." He commented.

"Yeah. He did."

"Did he stood you up? Then showed up with her? If that's the case I can go talk to him."

"And tell him what exactly?" He asked glancing in his direction.

"I don't know. That he shouldn't have done that because you were expecting him to be here with you. That was not cool." He told offended.

Whenever he had seen Hoseok with that girl he wanted to walk over and give him a piece of his mind. He didn't have a right to do that though.
They were friends and all, but their friendship had surpassed usual limits.

"Hoseok wasn't coming with me. I never asked him."

"Huh? But you said..."

"I know what I said. I just thought he was flirting with me all along. He was only being nice. I have a habit of misinterpreting feelings."

Jimin gulped slightly flustered. Was Yoongi referring to their make our session? Why was he suddenly relieved that Hoseok and him weren't a thing?

Yoongi sighed sadly. Then Jimin felt extremely guilty for feeling so content. "I'm sorry he broke your heart."

He shrugged, "You can't break what was already broken."

"What do you mean?"

"Nothing." He quietly said fidgeting with his fingers.

"Do you have your AirPods with you?"

"Yeah. Why?"

"Take them out."

Yoongi was too mentally drained to ask further questions. When he took them out Jimin opened up the case putting one on his ear. Then he put the other one on Yoongi's ear.

His tummy was feeling uneasy at this. Jimin gave him a sweet smile. "I want to give the dance you had been expecting. Do you want to play that song we danced to?"

Yoongi nodded his eyes getting teary. The emotional ride he had been on only seem to hey worse. When Jimin did things like these it made him doubt whether he truly just wanted to be friends.

When the song started playing Jimin immediately grabbed his waist. He held up his hand and wiggled his fingers.

"I swear I wash my hands." He chuckled.

Yoongi took it without thinking about it twice. It felt like it was just them two. Even the loud dance music had been muffled by the sweet melody in their ears.

"Jimin can I lay my head on your shoulder?" He whispered.

"Of course." He whispered back.

As soon as Yoongi laid his head on him he felt his knees shake. His breathing got heavier and his heart was beating so fast.

Yoongi smiled snuggling him closer. He closed his eyes enjoying every second of this. He smelled so good. Felt so good.

Being in Jimin's arms was definitely his favorite feeling in the whole entire world. Nothing could compare to it.

At one point Jimin slowly rested his head on top of Yoongi's. His face was red and hot. His hands also felt so clammy. He hoped Yoongi wouldn't notice.

When the song ended they remained silent. The hectic environment could be heard once again.

Yoongi was the first to move by lifting his head off his shoulder. He looked Jimin in the eyes, "Do you honestly think Hoseok was the one that broke my heart?"

The question threw him off guard. "I...I..."

"Until when are we going to pretend that nothing happened between us? I know you're confused. I know you're scared. I'm not asking you to turn gay for me. I don't want you to leave her for me. I just want you to look me in the eyes and tell me what happened didn't mean something to you. I can't let you go unless you tell me that. I'm hardheaded and a romantic fool. I write about a love I only wish I had. Then I found you and you're everything I've ever written. You're my poetry."

Jimin bit the inside of his cheek. He could feel his sweating get worse. "What happened to just being friends?" He whispered.

Yoongi felt a tear roll down his face, "I don't want to me your fucking friend. I want to be your lover. Just say that what happened was a mistake. That you don't think of me like I think of you. I need you to break my heart again so that maybe I'll get the hint."

"I can't." He admitted with a shaky voice.

"Why not?"

"Because I can't stop thinking about what happened. It's in my mind like a broken record on repeat. I wake up at night with dreams about it. It hasn't left my mind since it happened."

"So what's stopping us?"

"I'm confused. I've never felt this. What if it's only a phase? What will happen then?"

"We will get there when that happens."

They stared at each other for a while. It wasn't until Yoongi moved a little closer that Jimin did the same.

Just when they were about to kiss Sana opened the door. "Jimin?" She asked. He quickly moved away paranoid.

"What's going on?" She asked confused.

"Nothing. Uhh...I was just leaving."

"Okay. Hi Yoongi." She quietly said waving at him.

He waved back avoiding direct eye contact. "Uh bye." Jimin said in a hurry. Sana took his hand once again as they walked inside.

Yoongi slowly sat down on the ground. He looked at his shaky hands with his eyes full of fat tears.

He hadn't lost his hope. Jimin had killed it.