Jimin laid across his bed, staring at the plain white ceiling in front of him.

“Well.. Mom, Dad, I think I might like it here.. It’s not as homie and spacious as home was.. But.. I know home is wherever you guys are. And you guys are everywhere I go because you’re a part of me.. And you’re forever in my heart.”

A sudden knock at his door caused Jimin to jump and nearly tumble off his bed.”C-come in!” He called out, climbing back onto his bed. The door opened but it was only Seokjin with a little boy who seemed to be around his age. The small boy cowered behind the older clutching his hand while burying his face into his back.

“Jimin, this is Yoongi. I hope you don’t mind me giving you a roommate out of no-”

“Hyungie! I don’t mind,” He said, attempting to climb off the bed but landed on his butt. His bottom lip jutted out in a small pout. “Are you okay?” Seokjin asked. Jimin could hear Yoongi quietly giggling behind the older. “You think it’s funny?” The youngest whined. Yoongi peeked out from behind the tall man and only grinned at Jimin, who felt a small smile creeping onto his face.

Seokjin gave Yoongi a little push into the room, he turned off the light and Jimin raised a brow in confusion.

“Yoongi has Photodermatitis, so no light period. You may use candles though.” He backed out of the room, hand resting on the knob as he went to close it-

“Seokjin Hyung?”

“Yes Jimin?”

“Do you have a book I could possibly read?” He fiddled with his fingers nervously waiting for a reply. “I’ll ask Namjoon-ah to deliver one later..” There was a hint of sadness in his voice. Jimin pushed himself off the floor and ran to Seokjin, buck hugging him tightly. The older placed a hand on Jimin’s which locked around his waist.

“Jinnie Hyung, talk to me~!” Jin gripped Jimin’s hands and pulled them off. Turning to face him, he crouched down to Jimin’s eye level, holding his hands in one of his own the other reaching up into his hair pushing back a few of the loose strands in his face.

“You don’t understand love quiet yet.. But I promise once you’re older we can talk about whatever you want, okay?” Jimin looked at Jin, his lips forming a small pout. “But I do understand.. I love my parents too-”

“It’s a different kind of love,” He said cupping Jimin’s cheeks and stroked them with the pad of his thumb. “One you’ll only understand with time.” He ran a hand through Jimin’s hair before bidding the two boys goodnight and leaving the room.

“So,” He turned to Yoongi.

“Yoongi..? Are you sleeping?” He walked towards his bed, not seeing the older he walked to the other bed find it empty as well.

"Yoongi?" He called out. He felt two arms slip around his waist and almost screamed until he heard Yoongi whisper into his ear.

"It's just me~" He felt Yoongi shake lightly from laughing.

"Let's sleep."

"Okay." Jimin responded.

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His door opened again “Jimin what else-” He looked up. “Jin Hyung..”

“We need to talk.”

"Okay, what about?"

"Us." He stated simply.

"What about us? Namjoon questioned, placing his glasses on his desk.

"Are we dating? Are we just friends? Are we-"

"Do you like me, Hyung?" Seokjin's breath got caught in his throat. He nodded slightly, his messy hair bouncing softly. "Use your words, Hyung." He said as he stood.

"I - I've liked you since I met you in the library that one day.. you were so busy with your studies I didn't think you'd notice me, a-and-"

He stopped as Namjoon delicately touched his wrist. "I'm sorry, Hyung.. but I believe that it's unprofessional to date my co-worker's.." Jin attempted to pull himself out of Namjoon's grip but he didn't succeed. "If you think it's inappropriate then let me go-"

"I said it was unprofessional.. but I never said I was professional.. Did I, Hyung?" Seokjin shook his head, not trusting his words at the moment. Namjoon leaned closer to Seokjin's face, his eyes darting between his lips and eyes; silently asking permission. Seokjin slid his free hand up Namjoon's body stopping at his neck, pulling him closer. Namjoon took this as a 'yes' and pecked Jin's lips once. Then again.

"Dammit just kiss me," Jin said, bringing their lips into a long-awaited passionate kiss. Namjoon slid his tongue against the older's bottom lip, asking for permission. Granting it, Seokjin opened his mouth-

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Yoongi laid with Jimin, one arm over his shoulder, his other behind his head, and their legs intertwined. Jimin's face was pressed into Yoongi's chest, one of his arms around his waist.

Jimin was mumbling nonsense while Yoongi stayed awake, smiling to himself. He found the younger boy absolutely adorable; from his blonde hair to his small little feet. Yoongi buried his face in the younger's hair, kissing his head softly.

"Goodnight.. Jimin-ssi.."