#vminweek

"let's sleep." "okay."

Some soft vmin for vminweek2k18 !

the cave is in the side of the mountain and there's an opening at the top, almost like a  skylight, and the sun filters in through it in warm rays lighting the cave floor and the water dripping from the roof to the slick and smooth floor. 

a stream that trickles into the cave and forms a small pond that goes deeper than jimin can see is in the back of the cave in front of another tunnel that goes deeper than the light and taehyung is dancing across the water, feet as light as a diving spider, rippling the surface but not breaking through as the sun flickers through his iridescent form, head tilted back and long black hair woven with strands of starlight to fall down over his soft azure hanbok as his hands reach to brush over the birds that flutter about, twittering happily as they dance between his palms. 

and jimin steps into the water, amazed at what he sees and startles the birds causing the spirit to pout as they fly away before his pout blooms into the most beautiful of smiles once he sees jimin. 

taehyung who happily introduces himself to this wonderful human boy who can see him and leads him back to the home he was lost from. 

and then taehyung is even more delighted when jimin comes back the next day, a small bag of snacks in a bag over his back to share with the nature spirit who welcomes him back with a hug that feels like mist. 

think of them spending years like that. jimin wandering the woods as taehyung teaches him about the plants and creatures that live in it, teaching him about the bugs and the flowers and the trees and all the wonderful things of nature. 

jimin aging from a child, to a teenager, until he's almost an adult, making the trip through the woods of the countryside to the secret cave where he meets his nature spirit, taehyung, and greets him everyday with a hug like mist. 

jimin who learned to not mention his secret friend to other people when he was teased for having imaginary friends. jimin who learned that taehyung can't leave his forest because his life is sustained by it's life and easily overcomes that by making the forest his home as well, learning it's hidden paths and trails until he knows them better than the halls of the house he lives in. 

jimin who spends his days falling more and more in love with the spirit who smiles at him like he's the moon he loves so much to dance under. jimin who knows he'll have to go to university to finish school and get his degree in entomology so he can make his living in the trees he and his spirit call home. 

jimin who promises everyday for a month that he won't forget taehyung no matter what. that he'll return before winter can come twice and that he'll come right back to taehyung's side. 

jimin who wishes more than anything that he could wipe the tears that fall like stars from taehyung's cheeks but can only feel the touch of mist beneath his fingers as taehyung's tears trail down his cheeks. 

think of the year jimin spend working as hard as he can so he can go home, so he can finally return to his spirit's side so they can have the life they always dreamed of, walking side by side in their home. 

think of jimin's desperate cries as he returns home and finds the ashes of the place he called home, trees and flowers alike turned to dust in a forest fire that decimated the mountain side. 

think of his pleading gasps as he runs through the still standing skeletons of what used to be strong and sturdy trees, rich with life and magic. 

think of the sounds of his knees hitting the ash blanketed floor of the cave, the grey dust raising around him as he's greeted with an empty cave and the ghost of his love.

think of the months he spends walking through the graveyard of his happiest memories and singing the songs he was taught by the spirit he loved to the aching burnt bodies of the forest.

think of jimin as he ages, finding life once again in the small sprouts of green that form beneath the ash and the small signs of life that wander back to the mountain side. even as his parents move and he's left alone in a house much smaller than his last home to watch the forest breathe back to life.

the lines that form in his face and the callouses that form in his hands. he builds a garden and adopts two cats. he names on taehyung and the other munghwa after the hibiscus rose that taehyung loved so much. he sells his produce to his neighbors because they won't accept it for free and he writes three books. one is about beetles and their unique habits. it generates some respect from the professional community but it's not much more.

the next two are children's books he illustrates himself. they teach about the forest from the perspective of a boy learning from the forest itself. they become quite popular and the dedication to a forest is discussed among the small adult fanbase is generates.

jimin's life isn't what he thought it would be. instead of side by side, he wanders alone through the forest, the signs of the fire that scorched it so many years ago now just scars on the barks of the tallest trees.

but it's not bad. it's peaceful. he's content.

and then he decides to go for a walk. he heads in a familiar direction but this time he makes it farther than he has in years, his heart a larger barrier than any sprained knee or bad hip could ever be.

this time he walks past burnt remnants of a fallen tree that had marked the end of his path for years with a simple brush of his hand over the bark before he makes his way into the cave.

jimin loses his breath.

a soft laugh, tinkling like the song of the sweetest bird trickles through the cave and it feels as if he's a young boy again, suddenly back so many years ago having gotten lost and wandered into a cave.

he moves the same way he did the first time jimin saw him, dancing across the water with feet as light as a feather, arms stretched to weave around a butterfly that flutters between his fingers playfully.

his hair is shorter now, not yet grown to the length it had been in jimin's memories, and his hanbok is a soft green this time, the same color of the newly formed leaves on the saplings that marked new life in the forest.

he's younger, looks the same as jimin must have been when they met, but it's him. it's taehyung.

jimin's sob is what breaks the spirit's concentration this time and he jumps, floating in place for a moment before he touches back down to the water and curiously wanders to the strange old man who can see him. 

taehyung offers his hand with a smile and asks him why he's crying but the man just shakes his head and tells him 'it's ok. i'm just happy,'.

that makes taehyung happy and he wipes the tears from the man's cheeks and asks him if he's lost and the man smiles and tells him 'not anymore' .

taehyung finds that he likes the man, the strange human named jimin. jimin pets his hair even though he can't actually touch it and he tells taehyung stories about someone he used to know. a nice spirit that jimin loved very much who taught him about the forest.

this time it's jimin that watches taehyung grow up, the spirit becoming more beautiful with each season, growing stronger with the forest as it heals and blooms anew with the presence of taehyung.

years pass together and though it's not what jimin had planned, he find's he's happier than he thought he ever could be after the day he returned to nothing but ashes.

it's his turn to watch taehyung grow and teach him about how beautiful the world can be. and when winter comes one last time, when taehyung has grown to look like so many of jimin's memories, jimin takes one more walk through the forest he calls home, side by side with the spirit he loved his life.

jimin's house is sold and a new family moves in, a boy named jeongguk and his parents. jeongguk is a curious boy who likes to wander the forest and one day he comes across a cave hidden in the side of the mountain.

[FIC] All the warm Colors  Taehyung/Jimin | abo/wolf AU

taehyung feels like he's moving through water as he lets his head roll in jimin's direction. jimin looks pretty right there, sitting on the grassy top of the small hill behind a large dorm. 

the party still rages in the white noise of the background, lights cast across the fence they had hopped over to splay their shadows, barely present against the dark of a new night. 

he's glad he met jimin. he's pretty. he's talking. oh, right...

"go it," 

taehyung's face scrunches up as he counts the words he just spoke but jimin just nods at him looking deep in thought, blunt raising to his thick - ah no, 'thicc' he mentally corrects - lips and takes a drag. inhaling through his nose at the same time which rouses a bout of coughing from him, thick white cloud billowing past his lips and settling on a breeze that rustles taehyung's fancily droopy shirt as he leans over to pat jimin's back. 

his hand rubs a few circles before eventually making their way up to jimin's soft looking black hair and yeah - it's just as soft as he thought it would be - sort of like the cat he pet a couple days ago by the science building - jimin's so pretty.

"jimin's so pretty," 

"who?"

taehyung blinks at him and jimin blinks back, shoulders brushing his and leaning towards him to try and see his eyes better before jimin gasps melodramatically - he looks like the surprised gopher video jeongguk showed him two years ago - taehyung smiles at him and kisses his shoulder gently, so so gently - he shouldn't leave his shoulder's exposed like this when it's chilly out, poor sexy jimin with his big muscles on his tiny shivering body because he's wearing a muscle tank instead of a real shirt.

"that's me!" jimin sounds like he's just discovered a big secret and he smiles like he'll keep it safe forever. his cheeks are so pretty, like manju.

"yeah,"

it's a short reply and taehyung's now letting his head rest on jimin's shoulder as small fingers card through his hair, caressing the top of his cheek  softly before moving back to repeat the action. jimin is so sweet. like manju.

but that's off topic. jimin had a question.

"what's your question?"

"oh,"

jimin needs to think for a little bit, taehyung can tell, so he takes the blunt from him and takes another long drag, letting his lips open as he inhales and watching down the end of his nose as the smoke curls up into it before he exhales in one long sigh.

jimin's tiny gasp makes taehyung blink over at him and jimin's cheeks are flushed, eyes flickering like stars as he looks at taehyung and taehyung realizes that at some point they've moved slightly.

instead of sitting slumped against each other, tehyung now lies on his back, able to feel the tickle of the damp grass against the nape of his neck, with his hair splayed like a halo and jimin is now slumped over him, with his arms supporting him on either side of taehyung's head, torso twisted from their adjacent hips so he can lean his face over taehyung's and watch his pretty french inhale.

taehyung smiles up at jimin like he's the moon and it's the first time he's seen the night, eyes soft and droopy and cheeks rounded with the most gentle of smiles and his heart just feels so incredibly fond.

"can i kiss you?"

taehyung hums and thinks about it for a moment, taking another inhale, this time short and nothing fancy, and he blows it gently across jimin's face- watches him inhale slightly and close his eyes as the warm breath ghosts over winter flushed skin.

"i think so? it's seem like a pretty easy thing to do jimin,"

jimin blinks his eyes open and blinks again. he looks cute when he does it and taehyung brings his free hand to cup one of jimin's pink manju cheeks and run his thumb over it gently.

jimin ponders his answer and nuzzles into his hand, pressing a kiss to taehyung's long fingers as he looks into the distance for a moment. he snaps back to the present with a nod and taehyung lets his eyes flutter open without realizing they ever closed and there it is again, that fond smile creeping it's way onto his face like he can barely even help it.

"that's true, that's true. will you let me kiss you?" jimin tries again, this time letting himself down onto his elbows so he can bring one of his hands, a mirror to taehyung's, to stroke over his beautiful boy's cheek.

taehyung leans into's jimin's palm like a sunflower leans towards the sun, running his nose along the curve of his wrist and letting his lips press gently to the center of his palm before tilting his head so his cheeks rests where his lips were and he can look back at jimin.

he feels warm despite the wet grass no doubt seeping through his already thin shirt and the chilly breeze that rustles their clothes but he thinks it's because of the absolute warmth of jimin's smile when he says 'yes'.

jimin's lips are soft and plush, like pillows, and the kiss is a little wet - to be fair he lost count of how many times he's liked away the dryness of his high from his lips -  but it's comfy. they slot together like cushions on a couch with the corners just unbalanced enough that they curve into the edge of the couch perfectly.

and they're both smiling, lips stretched as they press together and taehyung feels jimin's breath ghosting over his cheeks from where his nose is angled to press closer. 

it's a nice feeling, jimin's body above his, pressing him into the earth. he feels safe, like a caterpillar in it's cocoon slowly turning to mush.

their legs are tangled and taehyung doesn't know where the blunt is but it doesn't matter because the hand that had been on jimin's cheek is now brushing gently through his hair, pushing loose strands back from falling into their eyes, and the other hand is held by jimin's own, fingers tied together and pressing palm to palm.

jimin feels nice. he feels small but big at the same time. small enough to fit inside of taehyung like a russian doll except maybe their legs - jimin has nice and firm legs. taehyung's are soft and squishy, barely toned from having walking as his main mode of transportation. it's nice though. it's comfy.

and despite it, jimin feels big enough to hold taehyung, kind of like he is now, pressing him into the earth with his arms on either side of taehyung shoulders and fingers trailing gently over his cheek while the other hand hold taehyung's like a flower to precious to be plucked.

taehyung likes it. so does jimin. he knows because jimin tells him. jimin pulls back barely a breath away and smiles like taehyung is all he could ever need and tells him he likes this.

taehyung smiles right back and they kiss again, just as soft, just as tender. they aren't pushing for more, they just want to feel this, soft, warm, safe.

when jimin pulls back again he presses a kiss to taehyung's nose, followed by his cheeks, his forehead, and lastly his eyelids. jimin is so gentle, so soft, it's like a butterfly flitting across his skin.

taehyung grins and licks his lips. they taste like cherry. he should borrow jimin's lip tint sometime.

"hey taehyung,"

it almost sounds like jimin's whispered with how soft his voice is but taehyung hears him well and smiles, eyes slitting open just enough to see his pretty boy as he nuzzles into a soft palm.

"can i fall in love with you?"

taehyung hums and repeats his actions from earlier, lips pressing to the warm and calloused tips of jimin's fingers before looking back at him properly.

"i don't know jiminie. you could try?"

taehyung's answer is earnest, voice like warm chamomile, and jimin nods, noses brushing so gently and lips pressing to taehyung's chin once, softly.

"alright."

another kiss to taehyung's chin and he giggles; squeezes the hand clasped with jimin's and cups his manju cheek with the other.

"will you let me fall in love with you?"

taehyung breathes it out; 'okay'.

jimin's smile is breathtaking and he rests their foreheads together, noses brushing and lips a breath apart, eyes crinkling in glowy, soft joy.

"okay?"