"Don't beat yourself up. They are not your fault."

"If you have to use substance or liquor, don't do it with anyone else except me from now on."

The words kept wandering in Jimin's mind as he laid on the bed. Jungkook left for hospital and Jimin had no work today. Outside, the situation was calmed after everyone left.

Earlier, Jungkook took out every ounce of liquor and every pinch of powered slow death from Jimin's room and gave it to Hoseok and Taemin. Surprisingly, Jimin let him without thinking about Jungkook being too controlling or dominating.

The way Jimin acted around the dominant was amazing even for him. He tired himself thinking too much and snoozed after changing into sleep clothes.

Jungkook on the other hand, dealt with his daily havoc. He could not wait to finish the day and go back home just so he could talk to Jimin. He sat in the cafeteria for lunch and pulled out his phone from his pocket.

He kept looking at the Jimin's picture that he got from the fashion show earlier. He was on tenterhooks waiting to see Jimin smile again. Jimin's tears did not settle well with Jungkook.

He wanted Jimin to take his edge out about his insecurities. Jimin was perfect as is and Jungkook had to show him how he looked in his eyes. He felt like floating on fluffy clouds with Jimin, falling for him. 

A loud crash bent his ears towards the sound to find Namjoon and Rishu fighting for the last piece of brownie. "Oi!" He called out and both of them looked at Jungkook. "Let it go, I have got one. Take this." He tsked in disappointment and that's when Rishu and Namjoon let go of the piece together, making it fall to the ground. 

The three gazes darted at the fallen and beheaded brownie before looking at each other. Jungkook suddenly stuffed his brownie inside his mouth and let Rishu and Namjoon stare at him, perplexed.

As he savoured flaky and hot melt in mouth chocolate, he stood up and walked over to the duo. "Nailed it." He said wriggling his brows one by one and left with a coy grin.

"Man! The doctor is behaving weird." Rishu complained by supporting her weight on Namjoon, clinging her arm over taller's shoulder and the latter gave her a glare. 

"Don't give me these eyes. You break things all the time. Poor brownie died because you let it fall." Rishu rebuked and strutted away, leaving a slightly opened mouth Namjoon behind. 

Jimin woke up in the afternoon and walked outside his room. He looked around and it was calm. "This is what it must feel like to Yoongi when we are not around. Peaceful." He fondly inhaled and looked around before silently walking to the kitchen to cook something. 

He began to make Ramen soup with prawns and broiled vegetables. The odor emerged from the kitchen which woke Yoongi up. He slid the slippers in his feet before waddling out whilst rubbing his eyes. "Did my mother come from Daegu?" He spoke, tilting his head to the right and drawing his brows together. 

He looked around but found no one in sight. Not even luggage of his mother but he shrugged and brought the bowl of soup with chopsticks to the living room. He began to eat as he sat on the couch and turned on the TV. Jimin came back from the washroom to find his bowl disappeared. He frowned and pouted before finding the culprit when he trailed Yoongi in the living room.

"You took my food." He said in a heart-breaking and small voice before blocking the view to the TV. 

"You made this?" Yoongi asked, flabbergasted, and then his face contorted into amusement as he began to laugh out loud, holding himself so he would not fall off the couch. 

"Guess Karma finally took it's toll on you." Yoongi quipped and Jimin was in no mood of indulging in anecdotes. He lunged on Yoongi and the older only defended himself. The half-eaten bowl of soup faced the consequences of their melee as it dropped on the carpet. 

Jimin gulped at the sight because Yoongi had gotten the carpet washed and vacuumed only recently. He stopped the brawl and retreated his steps. "It... it fell down because of natural causes." Jimin mellowed down.

"Natural causes? Your kittenish feet kicked it." Yoongi stood up, holding his waist with both hands on either side. 

Jimin simpered awkwardly. "Well, Momentum and Acceleration are Kinetic energy and natural." He alluded and ran to lock himself in his room.

Some time passed as Jimin heard Yoongi vacuum the carpet and cooked for himself. Jimin's stomach was competing with the vacuum cleaner 'Who makes the loudest voice?'

He kept sulking when he heard a faint knock. He slowly went to the door and peeped through the hole. There was no one and then he heard Yoongi's room door closing. 

He silently opened the door only to find a food tray on the floor. A bowl of Bibimbap with side rice, Kimchi, and Samgyeopsal was placed on it. Jimin drooled and immediately picked up the tray to take it inside his room.

Albeit Jimin and Yoongi behaved like enemies sometimes, they meant no harm to each other and Yoongi always had Jimin's back. At some point, Jimin even thought if Yoongi was in love with him? 

The night arrived and Jimin was laying in his bed, thinking what might Jungkook be up to? The last night playing tricks with his mind. He imagined how it would feel like to snuggle up to Jungkook to sleep and sighed dreamily when his phone rang. He picked up immediately when he saw the caller ID of the person who was in his thoughts.

"Hi." 

"I am sorry if it's the wrong time. I should have texted before calling." Jungkook told Jimin from the other side. 

"Oh Please! Don't be. You can call me anytime. Don't be so formal about these things. It bothers me." Jimin replied which brought a big smile to Jungkook's face.

"How was your day? What did you do after I left?" Jungkook asked and Jimin narrated entire story about the day, which pretty much was him fighting with Yoongi over a bowl of prawn ramen soup. Jungkook laughed all along. He never thought he had tolerance to hear such things but with Jimin, he could just keep listening to honeyed voice, irrespective of what he said.

"Tell me about yours. I am curious to know how a doctor's day is spent." Jimin asked and they kept talking for hours, occasionally shifting their positions on the bed to not get the dead leg. 

"Aren't you sleepy?" Jungkook asked after 4 hours of talking.

"Not yet. You?" Jimin asked, biting his lips, hoping Jungkook would say no because he was loving his raspy voice. 

"It feels like I am back in school when I used to talk to my crushes at night until morning." Jungkook chuckled at that. 

"How many crushes did you have?" Jimin asked, rolling his tongue over, dramatically.

"I can tell you in person. Fancy some ice cream?" 

"What? right now?" Jimin's eyes widened. 

"I am coming. Don't change your clothes. I want to see you in your PJs. I imagine them to be really cute with paws on the sleeves."

"You are in for a big surprise, Mr. Jeon." Jimin spoke in a flirtatious tone.

In 30 minutes, Jungkook was outside Jimin's place and Jimin walked out in his sleep clothes, as Jungkook asked. The older knitted many thoughts in his mind as he saw Jimin coming towards him in his tight nylon shorts which hugged his thighs.

"Surprised or not?" Jimin wriggled his brows as he tugged on the car door, making Jungkook avert his gaze. 

"Get in." He said slowly and pressed his lips together to hide the shy smile. 

They reached the ice cream place and Jimin jumped off the car at first while Jungkook took his wallet. They looked at a very small but really colorful ice cream truck. A couple was standing by one of two tables when they made their way to order. 

"Hello, Sir!" The shopkeeper greeted Jungkook as if he came here often. 

"Mint chocolate for you?" He asked and Jimin made a disgusted face as his neck whipped slowly towards the doctor. 

"Um... no, give me black currant vanilla today." Jungkook told the man and he smiled as he opened the glass shutter to fill the cup with a scoop. 

"What will you take Jimin?" Jungkook asked with a smile.

"You eat mint chocolate, how do you even get it down your throat? Doesn't it taste like toothpaste mixed with chocolate? Wait, are you a serial killer?" Jimin bombarded Jungkook with so many questions, but his tone remained amused and intrigued. Jungkook only smiled wider. 

"Which one for you, sir?" The man asked as he handed Jungkook his black currant.

"Um, a mint chocolate please." Jimin replied. 

8 May 2021