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Even though Namjoon has an IQ of 148 he can be a bit slow at times. Especially when it comes to Jimin. Which is why he doesn’t notice at all what a big fat crush Jiminie has on him. In the beginning Jimin was cautious and always shyly averted his eyes when he felt like anyone was about to notice that he was staring at Joon for a little too long. But as his feelings grew he realized it wasn’t just a phase and he wanted him to know. So he started dropping hints like being more touchy than usual and being extra nice and helpful.

When Namjoon obviously still didn’t realize what was happening he tried being a bit more direct. But that only resulted in all the other members realizing one by one why Jimin was acting extra affectionate with Namjoon. They didn’t tease him about it that often thankfully but still Jimin’s cheeks would flush bright red whenever they mentioned it. The only one who still didn’t get it was Bangtans precious leader himself.

One of the reasons why Namjoon didn’t think much of all the affectionate touching and kind gestures was because Jimin had always been like that, kind and gentle and full of warmth that he liked to share with the members.

Jimins determination faltered a little but then again he hadn’t confessed which he also didn’t dare to. He was too afraid to fuck up the band dynamics. Only if Namjoon clearly showed that he had any feelings for Jimin would he dare to bring it up. But Namjoon didn’t and Jimin wasn’t sure what to do anymore.

Which was why he was currently standing in the kitchen preparing Namjoons favourite dish even though he felt like falling asleep upright because of today’s dance practice with Jungkook and J-Hope. Namjoon was still in his studio but Jimin knew he’d be hungry soon. While stirring in the pot he got lost in thoughts about Joon. Joons xD face came to mind as well as his dimples and his cute nose, his beautiful hair and eyes as well as his sheer height and his broad shoulders that always made Jimin feel protected. He was the fluffiest, most inspiring, handsome person Jimin knew and he wanted him to be his.

Jimin was just thinking about how Joonie hat jumped up and down screaming and had givem him a backhug when Jimin gifted him a Ryan cake for his birthday when he heard Jin cursing next to him turning down the stove. Only then did Jimin realize that the pot had started overflowing because he hadn’t been paying attention. “Yah, jinja, Jimin-ah! Pay attention to what you’re doing!” Jimin turned red and whispered. “Sorry hyung, I’ll do better next time.” Jin sighed but petted the younger’s hair. “It’s fine. It’s just that sometimes I think the house will burn down if I leave you guys alone. Especially Joon. Speaking of whom, is this for him? It’s his favorite.” “Yeah, I just want him to have a good day. Remember when I gave him that Ryan cake? Maybe I should make cupcakes like that…” Jimin continued rambling until Jin stopped him. “Those are all really sweet ideas. But do you really think it’ll make him realize what you’ve been trying to tell him for months?” Jimin stopped in his tracks as reality hit him hard. “I guess not. But I just can’t say it. It’ll ruin things if he doesn’t feel the same way.” His smile had turned into a frown and suddenly his pouty lower lip quivered.  “It really doesn’t look like he could potentially like me back, does it? I’ve just been deluding myself. Maybe I should stop trying.” Shoulders hanging he leaned against the table pushing his hair back because of the stress.

Jin looked at him with surprise. “Wow, I really didn’t think me saying that would hit you so hard. I really don’t think all hope is lost.” A sceptic Jimin looked up at him. “So what should I do?” Jin contemplated for a few seconds then answered: “Bring out the big guns. Play to your strengths.” Before Jimin could ask him what that meant Jin disappeared into his room. A second later Odeng and Eomuk could be heard squeaking happily. Jimin continued cooking, determined to not mess up the dish. Still he couldn’t stop thinking about what Jin had told him.

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“Play to your strengths.”

Jimin knows that Namjoon is a sucker for cute things. And if there’s one thing he’s good at besides dancing it’s being cute. So today he decides to go shopping the next day and buy a bunch of cute clothes and accessories like pastel clothes and Ryan themed merch.

Jimin thinks about other strengths that he could put to good use. There certainly are a few now that he thinks about it.

The next day Namjoon gets woken up by a cute little Jimin dressed in Ryan pajamas matching those of his hyung. “Good morning cuddles!”, he says cutely smiling with his crescent moon eyes. Joon is a little overwhelmed and before he realizes what’s happening, Jimin lays down next to him clinging to him like a koala. Namjoon eases into it but closes his eyes again while hugging Jimin. Both their legs are entangled but it’s not enough for Jimin. He wants Joonie’s attention. So he takes Joon’s face into his hands and squishes his cheeks. “Wake up, hyung. We’ve got a photoshoot today.” Namjoon groans and pouts with his face still between Jimins hands. “Ah hyung, you’re so cute!” He pokes Namjoons dimples. The older sleepily opens his eyes. “How are you so energetic? I’m dying.” He turns on his back plowing his hand through his hair. Jimin decides to go all out, positioning himself over Namjoon on all fours and beginning to tickle his sides. The older winces and starts thrashing and laughing. “Oh god no, Jimin, why so early in the morning?” Jimin only continues.

Because of all the movement the top of Namjoons pajamas is lifted up so his ribcage and Jimin is disctracted by Namjoons soft golden skin and the shape of his light abs. He wishes he could roam Namjoons body with his fingertips and not just touch him shortly by tickling him.  Unknowingly he bites his lip just when Namjoon gets a grip on Jimins wrists. For a moment time stops and Jimin looks at the object of his affection underneath him. It would be so easy to kiss him.  Namjoons lips look so damn kissable right now. “Come on, Jimin-ah. You’re right, I should get up. Do you know if the bathroom is occupied?” Jimin who was still living in his fantasy world where Namjoon was his boyfriend, needed a moment to find back into reality. “What? Yes, I think so.” Namjoon lets go of Jimins wrists and untangles their legs to get up. He takes a towel from the drawer next to his bed and slings it over his shoulder ruffling his hair while slouching towards the door. “See you at breakfast”, he says without looking at Jimin while the younger starts feeling empty because his crush left him on his bed without acknowledging him much. Was Namjoon really that dense or did he know and was fleeing from Jimin because he didn’t feel the same way? Jimins thoughts started spinning once again.

Having closed the bathroom door behind him Namjoon sighed and slumped against the sink looking at himself in the mirror. Jimin was driving him crazy. How was he supposed to act normal when Jimin basically jumped him like that with his warm soft body so close to Namjoons. When the younger had started sitting on his upper legs so close to his crotch Namjoon had went into panic mode. It didn’t help that he had caught Jimins wrists in self-defense. It would have been so easy to pull the younger down to his lips. He remembered not waking up with morning wood, which was unusual, but when Jimin sat on him like that his body started to react. So that’s why he had had to flee the room as soon as possible, even though he wanted nothing more than to pull Jimin close to his chest again.

Namjoon shook his head at his mirror-self. He always did his best not to show that he had a special affection for Jimin. There was no reason to endanger the band dynamics just for his stupid crush that he was pretty sure Jimin didn’t reciprocate.  And even if he did, how was Joon supposed to tell? Jimin had always been caring and kind and keen on skinship. There really was no way to tell. That’s why it was best not to speak of it. Their future as a group was so much more important than his own desires.

Namjoon was good at hiding his feelings, he knew that. He was determined to treat Jimin exactly like the other members. This way no one would be jealous and his authority as a leader and mediator stayed intact. But somedays keeping his distance was harder than usual. Today apparently was one of them. Little did he know it was about to get worse.

When he exited his room fully dressed and headed into the kitchen he found the rest of Bangtan happily munching their breakfast. He tried not to look a Jimin but when he did, he found him with his back to the table with eggs in the pan. He was shirtless. Of course all members of Bangtan had seen each other shirtless a lot over the years but after what just happened in bed Namjoon was especially sensitive to this view.

The muscles in Jimins back moved and Namjoon couldn’t really concentrate as his gaze dropped to Jimins lower back just over the hem of his pants. In his mind Namjoon was grabbing that tiny waist and showering his back with kisses. Just when Namjoon had gained back control Jimin turned around beaming and offering him a plate: “Here, those are for you, hyung.” Jimins beauty hit Joon hard. His hair and face and height was all fairy like but then there were his chest and his abs. Namjoon gulped as quietly as he could and made sure not so look south of Jimins chin. He would not fuck this up. Not all days were this hard. This was just an especially temptation filled day. Namjoon said thanks, took the plate and sat down at the kitchen table concentrating hard on only looking at his food and maybe the other members. But Jimin was off limits right now.

Meanwhile from Jimins perspective it seemed like Namjoon didn’t seem to find neither the eggs special nor that fact that he wasn’t wearing a shirt. Deflating Jimin looked down at his stomach. Why had he thought that he could impress Namjoon with his abs? They were idols. People with abs were everywhere. It was nothing special. Especially not with someone like Namjoon who valued people’s minds the most. Jimin wasn’t sure if his mind was attractive enough for Namjoon. He was insecure a lot. What if he came across as needy? Everyone knew that confidence was attractive. Of course he could turn that on for the cameras but Namjoon knew the real him so there was no use in faking it with him. Maybe studying English harder would impress him… But that would take so much time. Feeling hopeless he realized his appetite had faded. So he went back to his room and pulled his English textbook from the shelf.

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When they arrived at the location of the photoshoot Jimin was still sad. Luckily it wasn’t the kind of shoot where you had to smile a lot. Actually they were even supposed to look sad and desperate. That’s why none of that staff noticed that something was off. To them he was doing a great job. Jimin felt like he wasn’t even really there. He knew it was technically not very helpful to wallow in one’s sad feelings but he just couldn’t help it. He was trapped in a downward spiral.

In some of the pictures they even were supposed to be crying. Jimin needed neither fake tears nor something to trigger the fluid production in his eyes. When the director loudly applauded his pictures because they were apparently so ethereal looking and so raw and real the other members gathered to look at them too. J-Hope shivered when he saw them. When Jimin didn’t get back to acting normal the other members noticed that something was off and crowded him after that segment was finished. Only Namjoon wasn’t among them he realized, his shoulders hanging. The others tried to cheer him up but it didn’t help all that much.

In the meanwhile Namjoon was standing next to the photographer who showed him Jimin’s pictures. His heart ached. Jimin looked so beautiful. And so so endlessly sad. Namjoon found it hard to breath. Something was obviously wrong. He considered going over and trying to talk to Jimin as well but he knew he couldn’t. Not today. Not after what happened this morning and after having seen those pictures. He was way too emotional. If he let himself go over he would hug Jimin not letting him go. He would probably cry. Shit, he was already about to cry. But he held it back. He needed to be the strong one as the leader. And since all the other members were already tending to Jimin he couldn’t give the younger anything more that would help. If anything him being so emotional himself would make this whole thing a much bigger deal than it already was. Namjoon definitely wanted to avoid Bangtan being known as a group of kids who couldn’t do their work like professionals.

When the director announced that they would shoot the next segment Jimin pulled himself together and stood up energetically, determined to be professional and do a good job.

What came next was again dangerously close to his real feelings. They were supposed to destroy various things either by throwing it on the ground or against a wall or by hitting it with a baseball bat. The others all had fun with it. Jimin kept avoiding his turn and so Namjoon ended up being the second last one. He was supposed to destroy an old lamp that looked like something out of Jimin’s grandparents’ house. Jimin couldn’t look away as Namjoons big hand grabbed the lamp and smashed it against the wall his face showing exactly the kind of frustration Jimin felt. Namjoon sure had gotten a lot better at acting lately.

Then it was Jimins turn. He didn’t notice but concerned looks from his bandmates followed him as he grabbed the vase and got ready to smash it into the mirror in front of him. The fact that the director hat chosen a mirror for him to smash was all too ironic so he gave it his all.  The sound of the vase and the mirror shattering ended up being a lot louder than everyone had expected. Jimin didn’t care. Suddenly he couldn’t stop. He took the baseball bat into his hands that Yoongi had used for his part and continued hitting the mirror. He hit it so hard at such a close range that the splinters from the mirror started flying his way. He didn’t care. His desperation seemed to have no end and now that he had finally found an outlet for all this agony that had been eating at him for such a long time he just couldn’t stop. “Jimin, stop!” he heard a strong voice shouting over the sound of the crashing mirror. There was only one voice that could make him stop right now. Namjoon had grabbed his arm. “Stop, you’re hurting yourself!” Finally Jimin snapped out of it. And realized it was true. His arms were covered in little red cuts and even his cheeks and lips seemed to be burning. Namjoon gently took the bat from his hands and wrapped an arm around his back.  “Come on, let’s go home. Those were the last pictures anyway.” He led the younger outside of the building while the staff was gawking at Jimin who was back to his usual polite self, bowing in apology to everybody he came close to.

Then they were back in the van and the shame came creeping up some more. “I’m so so sorry, Namjoon-hyung, I really didn’t want to make the group look bad. I just kind of lost it, I’m so sorry. It will never happen again, I promise.” He didn’t dare to look up into Namjoons face. Jin was sitting on the passenger seat and turned around. “It’s ok, kid. Just calm down. Everything’s gonna be fine. Right, Joonie?” “Yes, of course!”, Namjoon exclaimed, his voice still shaky but about to calm down. “Right now, all that matters is that you’ll feel better.” Jimin sniffled. “I’m not sure how to achieve that.” Namjoon, who apparently was still so damn oblivious, said: “Why don’t you tell us what’s wrong first, huh?” He stroked Jimins arms calmingly before realizing that with all those cuts on his skin that probably wasn’t a good idea. All the while Jin sat up straight as an arrow. “Um, I think we should talk about that later.” Jimin was very thankful for Jins interruption. “Alright”, nodded Namjoon. “No pressure.” Jimin and Jin both let out a relived sigh. Jin, who had gotten the first aid kid from the back of the car before, handed it to Namjoon who soon after started applying alcohol to the cuts. Namjoon finally paying attention to Jimin and taking care of his body felt so damn good. It was like Jimin had been starving and now he finally got his fix of Namjoon. Namjoon’s beautiful hands gently touched his skin as he wandered up Jimins bicep. The younger felt so well taken care of that he felt like he was about to purr like a kitten. “Thank you”, he breathed as Namjoon finished putting on bandaids. Namjoon put his arm around Jimins shoulders and pulled him into his side until Jimin could lay his head on his shoulder.

When they got home it was late and all the emotions had made Jimin very tired so Namjoon put him to bed. When Namjoon got out of Jimins room Jin was in the living room waiting for him. “Hey Joon, I think we should talk.”

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Namjoon looked at Jin sceptically. „Do you know something I don’t know?“ Jin gave him a thin lipped smile. “For someone who is as smart as you and who can read me like a book you sure as hell have a lot of trouble doing the same for Jimin.” Namjoon grabbed Jin’s sleeve. “Just tell me. Is he starving himself again? Is it online hate? I noticed he didn’t eat breakfast this morning.“ Namjoons voice was so worried that Jin decided he had to at least relieve him of the unnecessary worries. He motioned him to sit down on the couch. “So… I’m not really in the proper position to tell you, Jimin should, but he won’t cause he’s scared.“ „Just say it!“ Namjoons frustration seemed to reach a peak when he was pulling at his hair. Jin put up his hands defensively: “I will, I will! But did you really not notice?” “Notice what?!“ Namjoon really was out of his mind, which drew some of the other members’ attention.

“That he has a crush on you!”, Jin exclaimed. “Actually, he might be in love. It’s been going on for months now. Maybe longer, I’m not sure.” Namjoons mouth gaped open. He was making his derpy face. It was kind of cute actually, Jin thought to himself. “And I really think you should settle this so he doesn’t have to suffer any longer. So he stops getting his hopes up every time you do something that can be interpreted as reciprocating his feelings.” Namjoons heart sunk. And was beating fast at the same time. Jin didn’t know. “No, I… You don’t understand…“ „What?“ „Are you sure? Like 100%-no doubt about it-absolutely-sure?“ Jin nodded. „Yes. Yes, I am. So… what are you gonna do to make this blow as soft as possible?“ Namjoon shook his head. “I… I don’t want to reject him.” Namjoon thought he was being very clear but Jin still didn’t get it. „Namjoon-ah, you can’t avoid this. Saying nothing is just cruel and that’s one thing you certainly aren’t.“ „No, I… I don’t want to reject him, because… because I love him too!“ Now it was Jin’s mouth gaping. “Holy shit.” The two turned around. It was Jungkook. And not only him, Tae and Hobi also came from their hideouts. Only Yoongi was missing but he wasn’t the kind to hide. “Yah, jinja, you know better than to eavesdrop!”, Jin complained in his ajusshi voice. “These kids…”

It was Hobi who spoke to Namjoon first. “Heol. We knew about Jimin’s crush, but we had no idea about your feelings. You hid it so well!” The others nodded. „What?! All of you knew?!“ Namjoon was truly shocked. They nodded again. „But… but… He’s always nice and kind and affectionate to all of us! I really couldn’t tell.” The others looked at him with affection. “He was still different with you”, Tae said. „But I guess you didn’t notice because you didn’t want to get your hopes up?“ Namjoon nodded. Suddenly he got sad. „I’m still not sure I should tell him I feel the same way. What if him and me being together messes with the group dynamics? I couldn’t bear to be the reason why we don’t make it.” “What do you mean by “don’t make it”?”, Jin asked. “We’re already at the top. We can finally breathe and do more of what makes us happy.” Namjoon let that sink in. “Ah, hyung.” He got teary eyed. „You’re right. But still, I’m scared that at some point one of you will feel like I’m neglecting my responsibilities as a leader.” “But hyung”, sweet baby Kookie interrupted, munching on his chewing gum. “You being worried about that is exactly the reason why we know you won’t do that.” Hobi and Tae nodded. Something warm spread inside Namjoon‘s chest. He truly had the best bandmates in the world.

This time he really did start crying, which made the others go in for a group hug. When they let each other go, Namjoon wiped his eyes and said: “I should talk to Yoongi.” So he did.

Of course Yoongi shared the opinion of the other members. He knew Jimin and Namjoon would make each other happy. When Namjoon left the Genius Lab they had been talking for two hours. Their deep talk had been a very healing experience.

But now Namjoon got nervous again. There was still that one last person who had to know about his feelings. The most important person. Jimin.

But when he carefully opened the door to Jimins room, the boy had already fallen asleep, exhausted from this emotional day. Namjoon noticed fondly that he was hugging his Chimmy plushie in his sleep. So he’d tell him tomorrow. Even better. He decided that his confession would be special.

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The next morning Namjoon got woken up by Jin who was rummaging around in the kitchen. He wasn’t able to fall asleep again as he was immediately nervous as soon as he was semi-conscious. Today was the day. Confession day. That sounded weird. Like he was going to see a priest.

Since he couldn’t sleep anymore he decided he had to get up early anyway and get prepared. First he took a shower and scrubbed himself so thoroughly that his skin got red. After the shower he used the best skincare products he had and after deciding on his outfit made sure his hair looked good.

Then he entered the kitchen were Jin and Hobi were already seated and grabbed a pan and a few eggs from the fridge and flour from the kitchen cabinet. “What are you doing?”, Seokjin asked suspiciously. “I’m gonna make Jimin some pancakes”, Namjoon responded, turning on the stove. “Only with my supervision!” Jin got up and eyed his bandmate skeptically. Namjoon felt the need to defend himself. “After all the caring stuff that Jimin has done for me I want to do that for him too. It’s the least I can do since I made him so upset”, he mumbled. “Dear god”, Hobi said with a fake face of disgust. “You are so whipped.”

With Jin’s help the pancakes turn out pretty great. They add some maple syrup and a glass of orange juice.

Namjoon tries not to be clumsy as he slowly walks to Jimins room, tray in hand, the orange juice close to spilling. Jin knocks for him and when a tired Jimin invites them in he opens the door for Joon. Once Namjoon is inside Jin closes the door behind him. At first Jimin can’t look him in the eye being too ashamed about what happened yesterday.

“Jimin-ah, it’s ok. You won’t get into trouble. Also: look, it’s breakfast in bed.“ Jimin finally looks up cutely and sniffs the air. “Smells amazing”, he sighs and finally looks into Namjoon’s eyes. “Thank you.” Namjoon smiles warmly. „What’s the reason though?“, Jimins asks shyly. „I just think you deserve it“, Namjoons answers vaguely. „And need it.“

Jimin decides not to push his luck and grabs the glass of orange juice. Soon he is happily munching on his pancakes. “Are they okay?”, Namjoon askes. „Seokjin insisted on helping so I think they should be fine.“ „I love them“, Jimin mumbles getting shy. What happened? Why is Namjoon so nice today? He probably shouldn’t question it. Just enjoy, he tells himself. This won’t last forever.

It’s a little weird, Namjoon watching him eat, but the older doesn’t seem to mind. When Jimin is done he licks the last of the syrup off his lower lip. But apparently he also smeared some on his face because Namjoon leans in and brushes the corner of Jimin’s mouth with his thumb. Already startled by that Jimin’s eyes grow wide when his hyung takes his thumb between his lips and sucks off the syrup. Jimin gulps. He doesn’t know whether to be happy or sad. This bittersweet teasing is giving him a whiplash. How is he supposed to act normal if things like this keep happening?

Namjoon interrupts his thoughts. “So… I know we’re flying off to Singapore tomorrow but I hope you haven’t planned anything for today yet.“ Jimin shakes his head. “Just packing.” „Right.“ Namjoon scratches the back of his head. „I should do that too. We should probably do that now actually. Because later… I have a surprise for you.“ Jimin stares at him. “What kind of a surprise?”, he asks. “You’ll see it when we get there.” “We as in all of us or as in you and me?”, Jimin asks hesitantly. Namjoon smiles confidently. “Just the two of us.“ Jimin’s heart beats faster. Stupid heart. Doesn’t it know by now not to get excited so easily?

“You’ll love it, I promise.” Namjoon reaches forwards and pats Jimin’s hair. Jimin is starting to get suspicious. Is this some kind of alternate universe? This is all going too well. Surely he’ll wake up any second.

„Now let’s go pack, so we have time later.“ Namjoon gets up from Jimins bed, takes the tray and leaves the room. Jimin just sits there stunned for a minute. Then he gets up like a lightning bolt opening his closet and starting to pack forgetting his usual morning routine entirely.

They finish packing a two o’clock. The others are still at it when Jimin and Namjoon leave. Shortly before they close the main door they can hear Tae telling Jungkook to not only bring white and black t-shirts.

There’s a car waiting for them in front of the building. At this point in their career they can’t take the subway anymore. Since they’re out in public they’re both wearing hats and facemasks. It’s a shame really, Namjoon thinks to himself. Jimin’s face is way too beautiful to hide.

Halfway through the drive Namjoon insists on blindfolding Jimin who agrees to it. It’s not like he can get any more nervous. Or so he thought. When Namjoons big hands brush his face his skin starts tingling.

Then they arrive and those warm hands carefully lead Jimin out of the car. He can hear a lot of people talk, especially children. When Namjoon finally lifts the blindfold a small really cute sound escapes Jimin’s mouth and he does his signature cutesy pose of crossing his arms at the wrists and laying his cheek on his shoulder. Namjoon beams. “You like it?”. “I was just thinking about how nice it would be to go to an amusement park yesterday. It’s like you read my mind.” Namjoon hugs him from behind. “I sure didn’t. Sometimes I wish I could. But I’m glad it’s exactly what you like.” When his hyung whispers in his ears like that Jimin’s breathing grows shallow. “Let’s go in”, he says nervously and escapes Namjoon’s arms. He immediately wishes he hadn’t.

After they get their tickets Jimin insists that they go buy hairbands and Namjoon doesn’t oppose knowing how cute Jimin will look. They decide to choose the other’s hairband for them. Jimin looks satisfied as he puts a couple of grey koala ears on Namjoon. Jimin’s giggles have Joon’s heart melting. Namjoon takes quite some time picking a hairband but when he gently puts it on Jimin’s head, careful not to hurt his ears and brushing away a few strand of his hair, it’s perfect. He looks like a fluffy little angel which is why Namjoon ended up choosing a halo. A halo that also has cat ears. They look into the mirror, Namjoon standing tall behind Jimin, and this time when Namjoon hugs Jimin from behind Jimin doesn’t run away. The moment is way too wholesome to waste it. They look perfect together, Jimin thinks. Which brings him back to the bigger questions. His smile falters a little.

“Joon?” “Mhm?”, the elder hums into his hair. “Why… there is a special reason you took me here, right?” Namjoon softly smiles at Jimin in the mirror. “There is. I promise I’ll tell you later. But let’s go have some fun first.” Jimin turns around in his arms his brows knit together in suspicion. “You are not terminally ill, are you?” Namjoon seemingly did not expect that because his eyes grow wide. “No! No, that’s not it, don’t worry!” “All right.” Jimin nods, his gaze still suspicious. That’s when Namjoon takes him by the hand and they go deeper into the park and a smile spreads on Jimin’s face as he lets his favorite hyung show him a good time.

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Jimin has the time of his life and it melts Namjoon’s heart bit by bit. In a way Namjoon can’t wait to tell him and at the same time he’s scared shitless.

They ride a lot of the cutesy kid rides and avoid most of the scary big ones because Namjoon knows Jimin will be too scared to truly enjoy it. When they get on the merry-go-round Namjoon sneakily snaps a few really great pictures. Then comes the swing boat, Namjoon’s favorite. Jimin inches closer to him immediately and the higher it goes the harder he clings to him. Namjoon loves it and once Jimin gets used to it he does too. A squeal escapes his pretty plush lips every time the boat rushes down. If everything goes according to plan maybe he’ll be able to kiss them soon. The thought makes the butterflies in his stomach stir. He can’t believe perfect beautiful compassionate hard-working ethereal Jimin really has feelings for him. Just how lucky can one be? Out of all the people in this world Jimin likes him. Maybe fate is real after all.

It’s starting to get dark and the amusement park lights up in the brightest colors. Being the good friend Jimin is he tells Namjoon to pose in front of the lights. “Your outfit is really cool today, Joonie”, he says shyly. Namjoons heart grows wide. “Yours too.” Jimins skinny jeans really do look legendary on him. He knows ARMYs call his ass the jibooty and Namjoon wholeheartedly agrees.

As always the pictures come out great because as always Jimin gives it his all. After Namjoon takes some pictures of Jimin as well they take some selfies together. “Gotta feed ARMY”, Namjoon grins. They try out some funny filters too. Jimin definitely doesn’t need them to be cute but they amplify his cuteness so much that Namjoon’s chest feels like it’s about to burst.

Then it is time and they queue for the huge Ferris wheel that’s right next to the Han River. Namjoon’s palms grow sweatier and sweatier by the minute. He cannot fuck this up.

When they get into their gondola Jimin leans his head onto Namjoon’s shoulder. “It was such a great day”, he mumbles and then yawns. “Thank you.” Because he is starting to get tired he almost forgets about Namjoon’s promise to tell him why they’re here. But when Namjoon clears his throat and starts fumbling with his jacket he’s immediately awake again.

“So I promised to tell you why I took you out to come here…”, he begins. All of Jimin’s irrational hopes come rushing back and make his heart beat faster.

“First of all I’m very sorry about making you feel so bad.” He earnestly makes Jimin look him in the eye to make sure that the younger understands. “Seokjin talked to me and…” “You… talked to him?” Jimin chokes. Oh no. Does that mean that Joonie is talking to him about this because he needs things settled? But Joon continues.

“Yes, I did. And he told me about the fact that it was me who was making you feel so miserable. Apparently I was the only one who… who didn’t notice that…” He’s stumbling over his words and it would be cute if this wasn’t so important. So Jimin takes the lead because he might as well admit it now: “… that I have feelings for you.” They look into each other’s eyes and it’s like the air is on fire. It’s the first time Jimin has said it out loud. But now he’s anxious. Namjoon smiles quickly and then gets back on track. “I’m sorry for not noticing. It was just really hard to tell. You are always so nice to everyone. I just didn’t want to get my hopes up…”

Jimin’s breath hitches. “...hopes up”, he repeats. “Yeah”, Namjoon breathes and they both now this is the moment. The moment it’s all laid out bare after so many months of nothing being clear. “I have feelings for you too. And I would like it if we could act on that. For once in my life…” Jimins smiles warmly but then his expression changes. Suddenly he’s a tiny fluffy ball of anger and hits Namjoon’s arm with a lot of strength. “So you had these feelings all along, but you didn’t show any of it?! I was so obvious and you just tried to hide yours?! Joonie, seriously, I. am. so. upset.” Each of his last words go along with one hit. “Ouch, Jiminie, please stop, it hurts.” Joon pouts and rubs his arm. “There are quite a few reasons why I was hesitant but mostly I didn’t wanna fuck up the band dynamics, especially considering I just couldn’t figure out how you felt.”

“You. Dumbass.” Another two hits. Then he finally stops. “Well… but I guess I kinda get it. I thought the same thing. Music is so important to everyone in the group, especially you. I just could not ruin that. That would have been way too selfish.” “You always were the selfless type”, Namjoon replies fondly. “But just so you know: I talked to the others about this and they agreed that we are a good enough fit for this to go well. They were actually really supportive.” Jimin is so happy he could combust. “I guess witnessing all that pining was too exhausting after all”, he chuckled. Namjoon grins. There’s a tangible silence between them. Jimin decides to make use of it.

“Does that mean I can finally kiss you now?” Jimin looks shy as well as anticipating. “Hell yeah”, Namjoon exclaims and within a matter of second Jimin grabs his neck and their lips meet while their gondola makes its way into the sky, the colorful lights of the amusement park growing smaller underneath them.