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Gazing at the ceiling of his bedroom, Jimin layed on the bed lost in thoughts. The moonlight filtered through the glass windows gave perfect view of the white ceiling.
The only noise that could be heard was, the shuffling and snoring of the people in the same room as him, laying on the floor spreading some mattresses.
Moving to edge of the bed, Jimin peeked down at the six men, who was cuddling each other while sleeping soundly. He can’t see them properly. But the moonlight gave him enough light to see the adorable cuddle pile.
A smile made it’s way to Jimin’s lips, as he layed there, placing his chin on the edge of the bed, watching them. The sight of them helped him to calm down.
Ever since he woke up in the morning, they were around him, taking care of him with everything he needed. First time in years, his house filled with people, who felt home.
As an introvert he is, he always preferred living alone. Usually when someone came to visit, he felt suffocated.
But for the first time, he felt warmth by the presence around him. For the first time he like it, hearing people inside his house.
“Are you not sleeping?” A hushed voice asked, startling Jimin out of his thoughts.
Jimin looked down to where the voice came from, to find Yoongi looking up at him with sleepy eyes. His waist length hair all over the pillow and clothes ride up to showing his tummy. Blood rushed to Jimin’s cheeks. Thanks to the darkness, the older won’t be able to see it.
Seeing him not responding, Yoongi sat up, adjusting his clothes. He doesn’t seem to embarrassed, even a bit. Maybe, because Jimin was Jaemin’s reborn version and he is used to Jaemin seeing him like that.
“I couldn’t.” Answering he also sat up on the bed. “I have been sleeping all day and, I am not sleepy anymore.”
“Why don’t we take a walk, then?” Yoongi asked, standing up tying his long hair in to a bun. Jimin looked at him in awe. He never see men with this much long hair in real. And he never met someone this much handsome. “Are you okay?” Yoongi’s question deepened the redness on his cheeks.
“What about your sleep?” He asked, after clearing his throat.
“I will not able to sleep anymore.” Yoongi smiled, extending his hand in front of Jimin, for him to take.
Jimin know, the older male is lying. But from what he know, he is sure Yoongi won’t back out now. So, with a smile he placed his hand on the larger one, and got out of the bed slowly without making any sound. He don’t want to wake up others too.
Holding each other’s hands, they both walked out of the room and out of the house in to the garden.
Cool breeze hit their face gently, their hair swing with the movement. Jimin felt goosebumps across his skin. It was peaceful.
“Is it cold?” Yoongi asked, as they walked through the silent garden.
“Little bit. But I like it.” Jimin answered.
“Of course, you do.” A giggle left the older males lips, showing off his gummy smile. Jimin understood, maybe Jaemin also liked cold weather. “Let’s sit there.” He pointed towards a bench in the garden, making Jimin nod his head.
They walk towards there, hands never leaving each other’s.
Yoongi can’t believe he is talking to Jimin. It’s not like it’s his first time talking to him. They did talk to each other in the palace. But it’s the first time they were having a face to face conversation without any rush. And he was so happy to do so.
Sitting on the bench, Yoongi patted the place near him, looking up at Jimin who were still standing. The silver glow of moonlight fell across the smaller’s face, making him ethereal. Yoongi was in trance. How is he so lucky to have him near him?
Nodding Jimin sat beside him. Still there was a little distance between them, and the older did understand Jimin is not ready to be so close with them. He still don’t have any memories of his past life. So it’s normal for him to act like that. And for Yoongi, their past lover is talking with them is already a big thing.
“Do you miss Jaemin?” Jimin asked suddenly, making Yoongi snap his head towards the smaller male. The question was sudden.
He looked at Jimin’s face, the smaller was looking at him with curious yet tired eyes. He was beautiful.
After searching Jimin’s pretty face for some moments, Yoongi sighed. “I did. These whole years, we were yearning to see him, to touch him, to talk to him.” His voice cracked a little. “But not anymore. Now that you are here, I am happy, we are all happy to have you back. Now I am seeing you everyday, I don’t miss him anymore.”
Jimin’s beautiful glossy eyes were looking up at him without blinking. Their eyes locked with each other’s, lost in the beauty of them.
They sat like that eye to eye until Jimin averted his gaze away from Yoongi’s. His soft cheeks turned pink suddenly and Yoongi chuckled at the younger’s cuteness.
After a long silence, Yoongi felt Jimin sliding closer to him and a head layed aginst his shoulder hesitantly. He smiled, wrapping his arm around the smaller’s shoulder. Gently he rested his cheek on the blond, inhaling the honey scent of the smaller’s shampoo.
For the first time in a long while, Yoongi felt at peace. The seventh vertex of their star, their missing piece is with them. Even if it’s not as lover, he is more than happy to see him safe.
They stayed like that enjoying the silence of the dark night, until Yoongi felt soft breathing against his neck. Gently he lifted his head and glanced at the smaller male leaning against his shoulder with closed eyes. Smile spread across Yoongi’s lips seeing the tiny male sleeping on him. He watched his lover sleeping peacefully.
Placing a soft kiss against the younger’s hair, Yoongi gently picked him up and walked inside the house. Jimin squirmed a little in his hold, but wrapped his small arms around the older’s neck, snuggling in to his chest.
The older male felt giddy, to have him so close. It felt so surreal, that he wanted to spin with the man in his hand. But he don’t want to wake him up. So with gentle steps he walked in to the room.
“Jiminie, wake up.” The soft voice have been calling him for sometime now. But the fingers running through his hair felt so good that, he didn’t want to wake up. He snuggled closer to the person, who was near him, inhaling the scent of body wash. It felt good to hug someone.
Then realization hit him. Hug someone? Who? Who is he hugging when he is living alone in a house? Who’s voice is waking him up?
Snapping his eyes open, Jimin sat up quickly, only to his head bump in to something.
“Ouch.” The voice almost shouted, making Jimin look at the person to find Hoseok sitting there rubbing his chin.
Oh, they are here. He almost forgot.
“I am so sorry, Hoseok hyung. Please forgive me. I didn’t mean to hit you.” Jimin apologised, gently touching the older’s chin.
“It’s okay, Jiminah. How did you sleep?” Hoseok asked, letting Jimin caress his chin.
Jimin looked up at the older’s handsome face. Then down at his lap. Then he realized, he was laying on Hoseok’s lap previously while hugging his waist.
A red tint appeared on his cheeks, in embarrassment.
“I slept better. I am sorry again, hyung.” He mumbled, looking down at his lap, fingers fiddling with the hem of his pyjama top.
“It’s okay. But now, time to get up.” Hoseok cheered. “Everyone is waiting for you to have breakfast together.”
Jimin smiled at the older’s enthusiasm. It felt good to have someone wake him up and wait for him to have breakfast. As someone who had always eaten breakfasts alone, except from the occasional visits from Bora and his family, it was his first time experiencing this kind of happiness. For the first time his house truly felt home.
Climbing out of the bed, Jimin went to bathroom.
When he came out, Hoseok was still there folding his blanket and arranging the pillows. Warmth filled inside Jimin’s heart. Seeing someone care for him other than his parents and Bora, it felt foreign but good.
“Hyung.” Jimin called walking towards the older male. “I can do that. You don’t have to trouble yourself.”
“It is not a trouble, Jiminah. Why would I even do it, if it troubles me.” Hoseok shook his head. “And honestly, I am more than happy to help you. You can ask anything and we will be more than ready to do it.”
Jimin’s heart squeezed at those words, in a good way. Why are they so good to him? He don’t deserve it. He is not Jaemin. His personality is totally different from the person they loved.
Tears welled up in Jimin’s eyes at the thoughts. He felt overwhelmed by the emotions. It’s all feels like a dream, a beautiful dream. And after waking up from his coma, he is too sensitive and became a cry baby.
Hoseok panicked as he saw tear in those beautiful eyes of his past lover, hopefully future too. He don’t know what he said or did that made Jimin to tear up. But whatever it is, he really don’t want to see the smaller cry.
“I am sorry.” Hoseok apologised quickly, taking some steps towards Jimin. “I didn’t mean to hurt you.”
“No, you did nothing. I am just-” a sob escaped his lips before completing.
Hoseok’s heart broke at the sight. “It’s okay, Jiminah. You can tell me anything, alright? Don’t bottle up everything inside you.” He said taking more steps towards the smaller.
He was about to take the smaller’s hand in his, but before he could do that he tripped, and fell down trapping Jimin under him. He closed his eyes tightly, until he felt softness under him. Thanks to the mattresses laying on the floor, they both didn’t hurt.
But having the pretty blonde man under him had Hoseok’s heart beat fast. And honestly he can also hear Jimin’s heartbeats as his own.
Hoseok looked down at the blonde male, who was looking up at him with wide eyes. His brown orbs which hold all the emotions in the universe stared back at him with the same intensity.
Hoseok was in trance. He observed the face of the man under him. From his petal eyes to his button nose, his soft cheeks and those plump lips. The urge to lean in and capture those pink lips in his, like he did years ago, was so strong.
But he know, Jimin won’t appreciate it like Jaemin did. He don’t have any memory of them. Suddenly kissing him on the lips will make him uncomfortable.
So, Hoseok leaned in and placed a soft kiss on the smaller male’s forehead.
When he pulled back, he could clearly see the red tint on Jimin’s cheeks. Oh, how much he wanted to bite on them. But it’s not time to think all of that.
Clearing his throat, Hoseok stood up. Jimin averted his eyes away from him, the blush in his cheeks deepening.
“Can we go now. They might be waiting for you.” Hoseok said extending his hands out for the younger to take.
Nodding, Jimin placed his small hand in his larger one. It was so soft and Hoseok want to hold them forever. Maybe someday, if Jimin agreed to be with them.
He guided Jimin gently out of the room, towards the dining room, where all of their- his lovers were waiting for them. They were slightly bickering with each other over food, but it’s not a new sight for Hoseok. They always does that.
As soon as they entered, it all went silent and all of their eyes snapped towards them, especially towards Jimin. Hoseok can see how much they all, including himself, misses the seventh vertex of their star. They all want their lover back. But is Jimin ready for that step or will he agree to be with them?
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