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     It definitely wasn’t a phrase he didn’t hear often, but that didn’t decrease the severity of it. Missing someone was one of the hardest parts of life, and Yoongi knew that all too well. Their work was a blessing and a curse of its own, putting them together for long periods of time, and separating them for long periods of time all at once. Right now though, they were on break, and Yoongi could enjoy being with Jimin as much as he wanted without interruptions, something he treasured so much because this was a beautiful and irreplaceable opportunity in itself and he had to take advantage of it. 

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39. Kiss along the hips.

      It has been so cold. In Yoongi’s mind, unbearably cold–even though it was just now sinking to the high fifties–and he was entirely too upset about it. He was playful about it, at first, but he genuinely always hated this weather. He was just ready to just stay inside with the heat, and drink hot tea all day while under the covers. That sounded like a perfect plan, actually, and it was an idea that he craved the longer it stayed cold like this. The only difference he had now that he didn’t have in previous years is his boyfriend. Someone he could cuddle up with and share all the warmth he needed. This year, he was more fortunate than he had been his entire life, and he’d never give it up, not even for the world. 

      Right now he needed warmed up, he took the walk home back from the studio and sadly enough he didn’t think it would be a good idea to take a hoodie since the weather wasn’t as bad as it was now before he left. He immediately went into his room, hoping Jimin was there, and sure enough he was. It felt almost like a miracle, and Yoongi is quick to plop onto the bed, wrapping his arms around the younger–not even taking a second to think about how cold he probably felt–and kissing his cheek a few times. 

      “Hey baby, I missed you.” The rapper hums, burying his face into the underside of his jaw for a few moments to help his nose warm back up and lose some of the flushed color from being exposed to the inclement temperatures. Once he feels warm enough to move again he starts softly kissing at his neck, closing his eyes and keeping it slow, even when he started to get more into it, his lips parting and his tongue lavishing the dancer’s skin. He was too affectionate for his own good, he liked teasing Jimin and kissing him how ever he wanted just to see what type of reaction he could get out of him. By now he knew that his neck was sensitive, of course, and that was part of the reason why he kissed at it so much.  

      “You’re so warm,” he whispers shakily against his neck, one of his cold hands slipping under Jimin’s shirt so he could warm it up against his stomach even though he eventually just ends up tracing his hip bones with a few of his fingers, humming in satisfaction. “How did I get so lucky, hm?” 

“What is this huge thing underneath your arm, hyung? Did you get a tattoo or something?”

     Whenever Yoongi hears that Jimin had been practicing for longer than an hour at a time he gets worried for the other. Especially lately because he knew for sure that the dancer's legs have been bothering him and he didn't want him to forget to drink water and make the whole thing worse. That's why today, a day when the rapper couldn't sit down at his computer too long due to the frustration of a track that wouldn't exactly weave together the way he wished, he decided to visit Jimin at the dance studio. He brings a water bottle with him, and doesn't even bother to text the younger and let he know that he was on his way just because he liked surprising him from time to time.