#askseojun

“Even if I had to decide between you or the universe, I’d still pick you. The universe can revolve around us.”

~Merciful Skies

{ Seojun has some pretty cool friends - even if they are a demon, it doesn’t make a difference, he’s still close friends with them. He’s particularly fond of Axel, though gets upset because he can’t see his favourite yin-yang (because of their colour spectrum) often.

TRANS: “Small Seojun-ah~”

“I knowww! ;;;;”

Axel is @caeious' by the way ♡ He and Seojunnie are good friends :u

Jimin felt his hand move to cup one of Seojun’s covered cheeks, his thumb gently rubbing over his patch. Even after all these years; he was never able to apologise, or even thank, the raven haired male for his actions. There wasn’t a day that went by where he didn’t think about it and it was slowly killing him inside. 

“I’ll be fine, Seojun-ah. I hope you always are too…" 

His words were sincere.If anything, overworking himself was the least Jimin thought he deserved. His whole life could have possible changed if things happened differently. 

Although the blonde seemed casual and carefree most of the time, he really did worry for Seojun and was always checking up on him. The dance studio, backstage after shows, the cafeteria, the whole building – Jimin was there, constantly checking on the male secretly.

——–[SEOJUN]———

“Hyung?”

It was a few sporadic seconds, but Seojun’s slightly smaller hand eventually came up and placed itself over Jimin’s gently, head tilting into the hold instinctively. This was different. They’d never interacted like this before. Maybe if they had started off differently… would their relationship be different now? Right now though, he wasn’t used to this. Typically, he’d have another tsundere outburst or think that Jimin was joking around but…

…this seemed different. He seemed too sincere. He wasn’t joking around?

“H..Hyung are you… you’re not sick, are you?”

He was half-joking, half not, but God knows what Seojun was worrying about. The smaller form shifted forwards a little more, reaching up and pressing the back of his hand to Jimin’s forehead in confusion. Fever? No, he had normal temperature for this room despite it being warmer in here than most rooms. Then…

His eyes softened. Right now wasn’t time for joking around.

“Hyung are… you okay…?”

Jimin couldn’t help but burst into laughter at the younger male’s comeback, although it was quite weak he found it….adorable in some kind of way. He never could figure out why the two of them didn’t get along in the beginning, but he was relieved that they seemed to have a decent relationship.

“Your shoes have stripes on them, though.“ 

He pointed out. Jimin couldn’t help but tease him just a little bit more, making sure his tone of voice was kept playful. He didn’t want Seojun to take it in the wrong way, not at all.

The blonde haired male glanced at the dancer, attempting to figure out what his expression meant - of course, it didn’t take long. Was Seojun worried about him, despite his words?

"Collapse?”

He finished Seojun’s sentence, glancing down at him.

“I won’t, don’t worry. Even if I did - I’d be fine. I’ll have enough energy too.”

Seojun and Jimin were actually taking the time to have a genuine conversation, this was a first. Hopefully it wasn’t a last. 

——–[SEOJUN]———

Now that he’d thought about it, he’d never actually been this close - physically - to Jimin ever since the incident on stage a few years back. It was during one of Bangtan’s songs, “Fire”, where one of the flame machines closest to Jimin hadn’t gone off at the right time but seeing as Seojun was the closest one there that had noticed this before it happened, he was quick to switch places and move Jimin out the way.

Small as he was, it was easier to get hurt this way instead of Jimin, he thought. After all, the audience didn’t often care for the backup dancers. They’d be more concerned if it was one of the actual BTS members rather than a backup dancer.

He could just remember continuing either way until the performance was over, pushing through the pain until the end, soon having the members run up to him in worry. The first one to come over was Jungkook, followed by Yoongi and Jin, followed by Hoseok. At the time, Namjoon was with Taehyung and Jimin looking for a medic for him, but Seojun felt like it wasn’t too much to handle.

“That’s… That’s not the point…”

His voice was gentle, soft spoken as he let out a small sigh, looking to the side with a concerned expression as he pulled his knees up to his chest and bit his lip. It was a factor about Seojun that apparently Taehyung found alluring - his neverending concern for others and going about in a way that would try to make sure they weren’t in harm’s way or had any knowledge about it at all before it happened.

This was no different, even for Park Jimin.

He’d been concerned for Jimin’s safety ever since the incident and finding out that Jimin had the tendency to overwork. It wasn’t good, he didn’t want the singer-dancer to pass out mid-performance one day.

“It’s… It’s not good for you, Hyung.”