Hoseok instantly jumps up from his seat, after over hearing the conversation. "What the fu–"

Seokjin runs in exclaiming "Jimin! You evil child! You said you wouldn't tell!"

Taehyung peers around Jungkooks head, awfully confused. "What? What's happened? Someone tell me!"

Jimin tried his best to contain his laughter. He know he shouldn't laugh— and he most certainly shouldn't have told Yoongi but.. well what can you do?

"Jin..." Namjoon said tugging the olders arm back a bit. "They were gonna find out soon or later..."

The oldest sighs. "I guess so.."

"Um excuse me! But since when?" Hoseok exclaimed dramatically. "How did I not know about this?!"

Namjoon smiled weakly at the boy, as if he didn't want to say it. "It's kinda a long story" he said, quite shyly at that— which made Jimin awh.

"If it makes you feel better, I still don't know what's going on" Taehyung said from the sofa, Jungkook still sitting on his lap.

"Thanks Tae"

"You're welcome, I guess"

Jimin stood up from his spot, attracting everyone's attention. "Hyung I'm sorry I told Yoongi... and that everyone overheard..."

"Not me" Taehyung mumbled in the corner.

"But aren't you happy now you don't have to hide from us?" Jimin giggled making the oldest boy relax a bit.

"I guess you're right"

Namjoon wraps an arm around the olders waist confidently, bringing him closer until their bodies touched. And Seokjin actually blushed, something you rarely see from the boy.

Everyone's mouths drop open, shocked that they saw the Kim Seokjin flustered.

"I can't believe this" Hoseok sighed as he chucked himself onto the sofa. "Am I the only single one here?"

***

"See you guys back at school!" Seokjin walked backwards away from the door with a hand in the air, waving back at his friends who stood at the door. He gave one last smile before he blew a kiss to Namjoon and swivelled on his heels.

A small "gross" could be heard from Hoseok as he walked back inside. Jimin laughed, and then laughed more when he saw Namjoon pink cheeks.

One by one Jimins friends had to leave. Seokjin went first, then Hoseok, then Namjoon, and then Taehyung and Jungkook left together.

Taehyung actually argued to stay but Jungkook managed to drag him out of the house saying "we can have more fun at my house"

Once they finally left, Jimin shuts the door after waving goodbye. He takes a deep breath in before walking back into the living room where Yoongi sat on the sofa with a pillow on his lap. The boy looked up to his boyfriend as he walked in.

It was late and Jimins parents might be home soon but he didn't want Yoongi to leave.

Yoongi held his hand out for Jimin to take as he sat down next to him, curling up on the sofa.
Jimin rested his head on the olders shoulder.
"Do you have to go?" He pouted.

"I don't think your parents would be ok with me staying" Yoongi chuckled.

The younger thought to himself for a second before lifting his head. "But your parents would? They'd be ok with you staying over?"

Yoongi eventually nodded. "Yeah, I asked them about it the other day"

"Really?"

He nodded again. "I asked if they'd ever let me stay over night with you. And they said yes. I guess it took some persuading, but in the end they said yes"

"Oh" the younger went quiet for a moment.

"Should I ask my parents if you can stay over?" Jimin beamed with a smile.

Yoongis eyebrows raised while he let out a chuckle. " you don't have to. What if your parents don't allow it?"

"There's no harm in asking right?"

"I guess not"

Jimin grinned. He let go of Yoongis hand, which was followed by a small whine from the older, and rushed into the kitchen with his phone. He dialled his mothers phone, knowing she will react better.

"Hello?"

"Mum, it's me"

"Oh jimin! Is everything ok? Party gone well?"

"Mhm! Everything went great!" Jimin bit his lip as he prepared himself for what may come. "But mum..." he started, cautiously. "Everyone's left... except Yoongi Hyung... would it be ok if he stayed over...?"

There was a moment of silence where Jimin could hear his dad ask next to her "what does he want?"

As Jimins anxious he's about to be told off, his mother finally says something.
"I guess so"

"Really? Do you mean it?" He asked excitedly.

"Yeah, of course. Does Yoongi have any spare clothes?"

"I'm not sure.."

"Lend him some then, dear. Oh and you can get the mats out for the living room"

"Ah... well, I was actually thinking...." Jimins felt his face burn a little with embarrassment. Should he not mention this to his mother?

"What?"

"Nothing! We will sleep in the living room"

"Good good, I think your father would get a little... you know, if you slept in your bedroom. You know how he's like"

"Ah.." Jimin laughed awkwardly. "Yeah"

"Anyway, I have to go now! It might be another hour before we're back! Bye darling"

Jimin hummed with a quick."ok bye mum"

Ok so maybe it wasn't quite what he was thinking, but it's good enough!

Jimin grinned to himself as he maybe his way back to Yoongi who was sitting their patiently waiting for him to return.

"What did they say?" Yoongi asked as the younger walked into the room.

"They said yes" the younger did a little dance of victory before running back out exclaiming "I'll just get the blankets!"

***

Once Jimin had nearly  set up the mats and blankets that were sprayed across the living room floor, Yoongi had finished getting ready by that time.

He walked in wearing one of Jimins oversized pyjamas— basically a big T-shirt and some soft shorts. Jimin stared in awe as his boyfriend sat down on the blankets.

"This isn't fair. My clothes look better on you"  the younger pouted.

"Don't say that. Go get changed, ill sort the rest of this out."

Jimin did as his told and rushed upstairs where he got changed as fast as he could. He nearly picked out his light blue pyjama set but quickly realised how embarrassing it would be to wear that in front of Yoongi. So instead he wore something similar to what he gave the older.

He then did a quick check in the bathroom mirror, making sure he looked ok. This is not a date Jimin! He reminded himself as he combed his fingers through his hair. You're literally going to bed and that's it!

With one last smile into the mirror, Jimin made his way back downstairs where he found Yoongi lying down with his phone above his face. He immediately sat back up when he noticed Jimin come in.

"I'm sorry again..." Jimin mumbled as he sat down. "I'm sorry that we have to sleep here"

Yoongi simply smiled and ruffled the boy's hair. "It's fine I don't care where we sleep. It'll be fun"

Just as Jimin was about to thank the older, the sound of a door opening echoed through the halls. "We're home!" His mother called from the door.

"In here" Jimin called back.

Just a second later, his mother popped her head around the door and flashed a smile at the two boys. "Hello Yoongi"

"Hello Mrs Park"

"Talk casually with me dear, it's ok"

"Oh ok I will, thank you" Yoongi smiled politely towards her before she chuckled and disappeared down the hall.

After the husband and wife bicker in the kitchen, Jimins mother calls to the boys in the living room saying "we're going to bed now! It's late! See you boys in the morning"

Jimin replied with "Goodnight mum! Goodnight dad!"

Yoongi begins to settle under the covers while Jimin just lies on top. While the older faced the ceiling, Jimin lies on his side, facing Yoongi.

"Aren't you going to turn the light off?" Yoongi questioned once the boy's parents went quiet upstairs.

"Ah.. Yeah.." Jimin mumbled awkwardly, getting up to switch the lights off.  Luckily there was still a lamp turned on across the room so Jimin could actually see where he was going.  The younger sat cross legged next to the boy, sneaking a glance ever so often to see if he's sleeping.

"Are you ok?" Yoongi asked, able to tell something was bothering the younger.

"Yeah, I'm great" he shook it off and lay down, flashing a quick reassuring smile to his boyfriend.

The house was suddenly deadly silent. Jimin watched Yoongi close his eyes. Is he going to sleep straight away? Jimin thought pouting in his head.

The younger chewed on his bottom lip wondering if he should speak up and ask the question. Or should he just leave Yoongi to sleep in peace and follow the rules his mother set.

Pfft. Who followed the rules?

"Hyung" Jimin tapped on the olders shoulder. Yoongis eyes open as he turns his head to look at him.

"Do you want to go upstairs?"

***

Maybe Jimin should have thought this through.

He and Yoongi now lay face to face in Jimins bed. Not realising how small his bed actually was, the couple were practically pressed up against each other. If Jimin moved any further back he would fall off.

"It's a Tight fit" Yoongi teased, only causing Jimins cheeks to redden.

"I thought it would be big enough to fit two people on.."

Yoongi smiled. "I don't mind" he said.

"You sure?"

The older nodded against the pillow. "It's nice being so close to you"

Jimin felt butterflies in his stomach as he shyly diverted his eyes. Sure, the two were close already, but Jimin still got incredibly nervous at times like these. Especially because their noses would be touching if they moved even an inch closer.

"I can feel the heat radiating from your cheeks" Yoongi chuckled.

"Stop teasing me" the younger whined.

"But you're adorable when your cheeks go all red"

"Hey!"

"Only stating facts"

"Be quiet, my parents might hear"

"I am being quiet, just having a little fun"

"Shut up before I kiss you!"

"In that case, maybe I should talk more"

Jimin rolled his eyes despite his heart beating madly in his chest.

"suddenly I don't feel tired" Yoongi says in his low raspy voice that sends shivers down Jimins spine.

"Me neither.."

The room falls silent and Jimin begins chewing on his lip again. Will I ever fall asleep like this?

Jimin slowly meets eyes with Yoongis gaze. The olders lips were turned up ever so slightly at the corners to make a soft smile. He almost got lost in the boy's eyes for a second— that was until he felt Yoongis hand rest on his wait. Jimin stiffened. This wasn't new, Yoongi did this often, but something about this was different. Maybe it was because of the position they were in, or the idea that could possibly follow from this.

Yoongis hand slid further behind his back, then suddenly pulled Jimin closer. Their faces were inches, no millimetres apart. Jimins hands were pressed up against the olders chest, sandwiched between them. Yoongi has one arm under his head and the other was riding up Jimins back.

The younger was sweating by now. He hoped it wasn't obvious. For some reason, his eyes were locked on Yoongis mouth as he felt the tingly sensation of yoongis soft touch on his lower back.

Yoongi smirked, seeing Jimin all flustered.

"O-ok, you can stop teasing me now" Jimin stammered, almost forgetting the words.

"I'm not sure I want to"

"Hyung" The words come out different that he intended—It almost sounded like he was pleading.

"Kiss me"

***

There were a lot of skips in this chapter but I hoped you enjoyed it <3

See you next time my dudes