Jealousy

Min Yoongi was annoyed. Yes, while it may be a usual thing for him to be grumpy and spiteful, he is never one to get affected by what other’s do. He just simply doesn’t care.

But now, as he stares at the slightly shorter, chubby boy, smiling oh-so-beautifully at Taemee..Taemu…? Tamean? ..He couldn’t really remember the boy’s name..and he couldn’t seem to care enough to know either. But whoever that dude is, whatever his name is, Yoongi settles that he hates him.

He’s laughing and leaning in towards Jimin, whispering something into his ear all the whilst laughing even harder.

Yoongi scoffs and rolls his eyes. What did he even say that was so funny? Probably some lame *** corny joke , he thought.

They are at the KBS Music Show, and Jimin was to perform with Taemii ( he really couldn’t get the name right ), and the fact that he didn’t know what it is they were to perform made him feel just that much more on edge.

They were seated at the VIP seats specifically reserved for BTS, and soon enough,the music started to play.

Wait…this is Jimin’s song.. , he thought. And just then, he saw a shadow on the stage, with a several others at the back, probably a dance crew, he figured.

As soon as the first beat drops, so does his facade of keeping a straight face. Jimin glides through the stage, his presence empowering as he moves to the beat of his own song, God, he is just… enthralling. Ethereal. And everything good that can be found in the dictionary. His low-cut V shirt reveals his milky smooth skin as he dances to the rhythm of the song.

Yoongi felt his heart pound and stammer against his chest, Jimin was beautiful.

And then, his heart drops. He almost forgot that this is a duo performance, and so now, Jimin isn’t dancing alone, he is dancing hand in hand with Taemin ( yes he fucking knows the name of the boy he’d been glaring daggers at), the song now changes to something a bit upbeat, and Yoongi notices the small smile sporting on Jimin’s face as he dances.

Yoongi’s heart ached. He doesn’t look back up at the stage afterwards.

~•~

Yoongi is furious today, not only is he tired from performing three songs in a row at the Music Bank Show in Singapore, he is also tired of a certain someone.

He is furious because Jimin had been ignoring him from the second his eyes laid on that Taemin guy, smiling dreamily and slapping each other’s butts, being so comfortable in each other’s presence, so unlike Jimin with Yoongi himself. It is always awkward between them, and Jimin never really slaps Yoongi’s butt (not that Yoongi is comparing or something..not at all).

He tries to talk to Jimin, he tries staying close to the pink-haired boy, all the while glaring at Taemin from the other side of the stage. But Taemin just smiles back at him.(Yoongi hates him even more for being so fucking nice )

- Once the show is over, and they are all backstage, Yoongi decides to talk to Jimin to ask why he’d been ignoring him, but rather , he sees Jimin talking to Taemin behind a stage set ( Taemin is way too close to Jimin for his liking), and he never felt more furious.

He stomps towards the couple and abruptly grabs Jimin by the arm, pulling him and heading towards the closet-like door in the green room.

“Hyung, what are you-Yah! Let me go”, Jimin had said when Yoongi pulled him, but he pays no heed to that and enters the small storage room, closing the door behind him.

“What the hell, Yoongi..? What was that?!”, Jimin asks, huffing furiously.

Yoongi only stares at the boy, not knowing what to say. What was that?, he thinks to himself, and he doesn’t know the answer. He just felt so furious that he felt the need to drag Jimin away from that boy, he feels a weird tugging feeling in his stomach whenever he sees Jimin with someone else, and Yoongi doesn’t know what this feeling is exactly.

When Jimin sees that Yoongi isn’t replying, he turns back around to leave, “This is stupid”, he says under his breath.

Yoongi just dragged him away from Taemin without an explanation and he doesn’t like that one bit.

Just as Jimin opens the door to leave, Yoongi grabs onto his wrist, “Wait, Jimin!”, he says.

“You just dragged me away from Taemin! He’s probably waiting for me so I-”, he tries to say but is interrupted when Yoongi pulls him abruptly, causing him to be stuck between Yoongi and the wall.

He gasps and tries to hide his blush behind a glare, “W-what?!”, he says, trying not to sound as flustered as he really is.

He sees Yoongi huff furiously. “Why have you been ignoring me today?”, Yoongi asks.

Jimin frowns at that, he has? He notices the slight pout on Yoongi’s face but it was probably all in his head. “No I w-wasnt”, he says, his eyes wide and cheeks tinted with red. Yoongi is way too close.

“You’ve been with that Taemin dude the whole day and you didn’t even spare me a glance”, Yoongi says, feeling a pang of anger..?Jealousy..? in his chest at his own words.

Jimin tries not to smile at that, Oh so this is what it’s all about, he thinks. “And what’s wrong with that?”, he asks, playing along with the flow.

Yoongi doesn’t know what to reply with, Exactly Yoongi there’s nothing wrong with that., he thinks to himself but conflictingly says, “And you did all kinds of stupid dance performances with him, how come you never did a duo with me huh?”, Yoongi says, and he knows he sounds childish.

That’s because he is being childish.

“Hyung…you don’t do dance”, Jimin deadpans.

Yoongi feels stupid. “W-well, you never rapped with me either”, he remarks back.

Jimin downright laughs at that, “That’s because I don’t even rap! Seriously, what’s up with you today?”, he says between his fit of laughter. And Yoongi’s cheeks go red at that.

God Yoongi, Do ya have to embarrass yourself in front of Jimin?, he inwardly groans.

“Hyung..”, Jimin says in a monotous tone as he brings his face closer to Yoongi’s ( if that was even possible in the first place)

“Are you..jealous?”, Jimin asks, smirking oh-so-knowingly.

“Pfftt”, he snarks back, “No I’m n-not!”

Yes, yes I am. And goddamnit, stop looking at his lips, Min Yoongi, he inwardly scolds himself.

“Well, you know…”, Jimin drawls out, looking at Yoongi’s lips all the same. Yoongi could feel his breath on his face.

“It shouldn’t matter..”, he whispers, so close to touching Yoongi’s lips.

“You’re my favorite hyung anyway”, he says and pushes forward so that their lips meet. And Jimin felt so, so soft and pliant against his lips.

That night, they kissed, they made out, and Taemin was long forgotten from both their minds.

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