#* grumpy hyung

mxyoongi

“hyuuuuung,” was the standard opening jimin usually had on saturdays when he greeted yoongi, cute pout and all. it tended to be followed by an aggressive amount of (adorable) whining and at least some form of jimin hanging off of yoongi, whether he had his head laying in the elder’s lap or he was draped off of his shoulder like a koala and a tree branch. of course, jimin isn’t always like this-- but there’s a special jimin reserved for min yoongi, the one that’s willing to drop all of his barriers in a heartbeat and lay out his soul at any given moment without worrying about what would happen in his vulnerability. he can easily say that yoongi is, by far, the person jimin trusts more than anyone else in his life. no one else has yet to dislodge yoongi from that slot, persistent or otherwise.

today was, as expected, no different. the position of today was ‘jimin uses yoongi’s side as a pillow and plays with the frayed edges of his jacket until yoongi tells him to stop. and jimin probably doesn’t listen.’ accompanied by ‘bad horror movies play in the background that jimin isn’t paying attention to because scary things are scary and he doesn’t want to hide behind the couch out of fear tonight’.