♡ Part - 42 ♡

The warm afternoon sunlight poured into the Min family's grand living room, casting a golden glow over the polished mahogany table. The air was filled with quiet anticipation as Yoongi sat at the head of the table, his fingers intertwined with Jimin's in a reassuring grip. Across from them, Mr. and Mrs. Min sat attentively, their expressions filled with warmth and curiosity.

Yoongi cleared his throat, his deep voice steady. "Mom, Dad, we need to talk about something important."

Mr. Min leaned forward, his sharp yet kind eyes focusing on his son. "Of course, Yoongi. What's on your mind?"

Yoongi's grip on Jimin's hand tightened slightly as he spoke. "Jimin and I need to move to our mansion for a few days. There are some urgent matters related to... the business that I need to handle personally."

Mrs. Min's eyebrows furrowed in concern. "Is everything alright, Yoon baby?" Her voice was gentle but filled with worry.

Yoongi gave her a small smile, appreciating the concern in her voice. "Yes, Mom. It's just something that needs my immediate attention." His jaw tensed for a brief second before he nodded. "Nothing to worry about."

Jimin, sensing the slight shift in Yoongi's mood, squeezed his hand gently. "We'll be careful, Mom. We'll only be gone for a little while," he added, his voice soft but reassuring.

Mr. Min exhaled quietly, exchanging a look with his wife. "Is it related to... your other responsibilities?" He asked carefully, his tone a mixture of understanding and unease.

"Yes," Yoongi admitted without hesitation. "I need to make sure everything is running smoothly. There's no immediate danger, but I can't afford to be careless."

Mrs. Min sighed, reaching across the table to place a comforting hand over her son's. "We trust your judgment, Son. Just promise us you'll be careful."

"I promise, Mom." Yoongi covered her hand with his own, offering a reassuring squeeze.

"We'll be fine," Jimin chimed in with a bright smile. "And we'll come back as soon as everything is settled."

Mr. Min nodded approvingly, his gaze shifting between the two. "Take care of each other."

"Always," Yoongi said, his fingers brushing against Jimin's cheek in a tender gesture.

A sense of understanding filled the room, binding them closer as a family. They weren't just connected by blood, but by trust, love, and a deep understanding of the world they lived in.

---

Yoongi's Mansion

The sleek black car pulled up to the grand entrance of the Min mansion. The towering estate stood under the evening sky, its pristine marble reflecting the soft glow of the setting sun. Jimin stepped out first, his eyes taking in the luxurious surroundings.

"It feels different being back here," Jimin murmured as he looked around. "It's been a while since it was just the two of us."

Yoongi smirked, stepping beside him. "Are you nervous, Baby?"

Jimin rolled his eyes, nudging him playfully. "Please. I lived here before, remember?"

Yoongi chuckled, draping an arm around Jimin's waist as they made their way inside. The grand chandelier in the entrance hall cast a golden glow over the polished floors, making the mansion feel both elegant and distant at the same time.

A butler approached, bowing slightly. "Sir, your rooms have been prepared. Is there anything else you require?"

Yoongi shook his head. "No, that'll be all for now."

Once they were alone, Jimin turned to Yoongi with a grin. "So, what now, Hubby?"

Yoongi's lips curled into a playful smirk. "Hubby? I like the sound of that."

Jimin blushed slightly but held his ground. "Well, you are my husband, aren't you?"

Yoongi chuckled, wrapping his arms around Jimin's waist and pulling him closer. "That I am."

Jimin rested his forehead against Yoongi's chest, sighing contentedly. "Let's just relax for tonight. No work, no stress. Just us."

Yoongi pressed a soft kiss to Jimin's temple. "That sounds perfect, Baby."

As the night settled in, they found comfort in each other's presence. The mansion might have been grand and intimidating, but with Jimin by his side, Yoongi felt at home. And as Jimin snuggled into Yoongi's embrace, he knew that no matter where they were, as long as they had each other, everything would be alright.

~°•♤•°~

The morning sun streamed through the curtains, casting a golden glow across the bedroom. The soft rustling of sheets and the distant chirping of birds outside created a peaceful atmosphere. But Yoongi was still fast asleep, his breath slow and steady, his dark hair slightly tousled against the pillow.

Jimin, already awake, watched him for a moment, a small smile tugging at his lips. Yoongi looked so peaceful like this-free from worries, completely at ease. Leaning down, Jimin pressed a soft kiss to his forehead before slipping out of bed quietly.

With a sense of purpose, he made his way to the kitchen. Today, he wanted to do something special for Yoongi. He hummed softly to himself as he moved around, preparing breakfast.

The smell of freshly brewed coffee filled the air, followed by the sweet scent of pancakes sizzling on the griddle. Jimin stacked them carefully, adding fruit and a drizzle of syrup, making sure everything looked perfect.

Just as he was placing the last plate on the table, he heard the familiar sound of footsteps shuffling towards the kitchen. He turned around just in time to see a sleepy Yoongi appear in the doorway, his eyes half-lidded, hair adorably messy from sleep.

"Morning," Yoongi murmured, his voice husky, making Jimin's heart flutter.

A smile bloomed on Jimin's lips as he approached Yoongi, cupping his face gently before pressing a soft, lingering kiss on his lips.

"Good morning, Yoon baby. I made breakfast for us," Jimin teased, his voice sweet and playful.

Yoongi blinked in surprise before his gaze moved to the table, taking in the beautifully arranged meal. Stacks of pancakes, neatly cut fruits, various toppings, and even a vase of fresh flowers sitting at the center.

"You did all this?" Yoongi's voice was filled with warmth as he looked back at Jimin.

Jimin nodded, his fingers brushing against Yoongi's arm. "I just wanted to do something nice for you today."

Yoongi's heart swelled at Jimin's words. He reached out, pulling Jimin closer by the waist, his lips brushing against the younger's temple. "You're too good to me, Baby."

They settled at the table, their knees touching beneath it as they started eating. The conversation flowed effortlessly, filled with laughter and soft glances. Yoongi occasionally stole bites from Jimin's plate, making the younger pout in protest, only to have Yoongi chuckle and feed him a piece in return.

"You really outdid yourself," Yoongi said after finishing his plate, leaning back in his chair with a content smile.

"I'm glad you liked it," Jimin said, a blush dusting his cheeks.

"You always know how to make me feel special," Yoongi murmured, reaching across the table to take Jimin's hand, his thumb brushing over his knuckles.

Jimin looked down at their intertwined fingers, his heart swelling at Yoongi's words. "And you always make me feel loved," he whispered back.

For a moment, they just sat there, lost in each other's presence, the rest of the world fading away.

Then, Yoongi's eyes twinkled with a thought. "Hey, Baby."

"Yeah?" Jimin tilted his head, curious.

"How about we spend the rest of the day doing whatever comes to mind? No plans, no obligations. Just us."

Jimin's eyes lit up with excitement. "That sounds perfect, Yoongi!"

Yoongi chuckled at his enthusiasm, standing up and pulling Jimin into his arms. "Then let's get ready for our adventure, my love."

---

Hand in hand, they walked through a beautiful park, the sun warm on their skin. Jimin pointed at the flowers in bloom, occasionally stopping to admire them. Yoongi, usually indifferent to such things, found himself enchanted-because Jimin was enchanted.

"Look at this one!" Jimin crouched down, touching the petals of a bright orange tulip. "It's so pretty."

Yoongi hummed, crouching beside him. "Not as pretty as you."

Jimin flushed, giving him a playful shove. "You're getting better at flirting, huh?"

"Only with you," Yoongi smirked, pulling Jimin in for a quick kiss.

They continued strolling, stopping by a small pond where ducks were swimming lazily. Jimin bought a little bag of food and eagerly tossed pieces to the ducks while Yoongi stood beside him, watching fondly.

"You're like a little kid," Yoongi chuckled, his hands slipping into Jimin's coat pockets as he hugged him from behind.

Jimin leaned back against his chest. "I just like small joys, Yoonie."

"And I like watching you enjoy them," Yoongi murmured into his ear.

Later, they found themselves in the bustling city streets, ice cream cones in hand. Jimin had chosen strawberry, while Yoongi went with classic vanilla.

"Try mine," Jimin insisted, holding out his cone.

Yoongi leaned in to take a bite but instead of eating the ice cream, he mischievously licked Jimin's lips instead.

"Yoongi!" Jimin squeaked, blushing furiously as he wiped his lips.

Yoongi just laughed, licking his own lips smugly. "Tastes better this way."

Jimin narrowed his eyes before smirking. "Oh yeah?" He suddenly grabbed Yoongi's collar and pressed a deep kiss on his lips, making Yoongi stumble back slightly. When they pulled away, Jimin grinned. "Tastes good, huh?"

Yoongi groaned, shaking his head. "You little tease."

They continued exploring, eventually finding a quiet rooftop garden overlooking the city. As the sun set, painting the sky in hues of pink and orange, they sat close together on a bench.

Jimin rested his head on Yoongi's shoulder. "I'm grateful for this day. And for you."

Yoongi's arm wrapped around Jimin, pulling him closer. "Me too, Baby. You're my anchor, my light."

For a long time, they just sat there, watching the city come to life beneath them, the sounds of traffic and distant music blending into the background. It was just them, wrapped in warmth, in love.

And as Jimin lifted his head to press another kiss to Yoongi's lips, the world around them melted away. Because in this moment, in this love, nothing else mattered.

The cool night breeze rustled through the rooftop garden as Jimin and Yoongi remained seated on the bench, wrapped in each other's warmth. The city's twinkling lights reflected in their eyes, but neither of them paid attention to the view anymore. They only saw each other.

Jimin sighed contentedly, nuzzling closer into Yoongi's embrace. "I wish we could stay like this forever."

Yoongi hummed, running his fingers through Jimin's soft hair. "We can, if you want. I'll buy this rooftop, kick everyone out, and make it ours."

Jimin laughed, lifting his head to look at Yoongi. "You can't just buy everything, you know?"

Yoongi smirked, brushing his thumb against Jimin's lower lip. "Says who? I'm Min Yoongi. I can buy whatever I want."

Jimin rolled his eyes but couldn't help the fond smile on his lips. "Then what if I say you can't buy me?"

Yoongi's gaze darkened playfully, his lips curling into a slow, teasing smile. "Oh, Baby... I don't need to buy you." He leaned in, whispering against Jimin's lips. "You're already mine."

Jimin felt his breath hitch as Yoongi pressed a lingering kiss to his lips. Slow, deep, and full of love. His fingers curled into the front of Yoongi's jacket, holding onto him like he never wanted to let go.

When they finally pulled apart, Yoongi tucked a strand of hair behind Jimin's ear. "We should head home before your nose turns red from the cold."

Jimin giggled, leaning into Yoongi's chest. "You always act so tough, but deep down, you're just a softie."

Yoongi scoffed. "Only for you."

~°•♤•°~

The afternoon sun bathed their home in a golden glow, but Jimin hardly noticed as he stared at his laptop screen, his heart pounding. The notification was clear-his final exams were just a month away.

His fingers trembled slightly as he scrolled through the details. He hadn't attended university in months, not since his life had taken a drastic turn. And now, with everything that had happened, he wasn't sure if he was ready.

Footsteps approached, and Jimin looked up just as Yoongi walked into the living room, a curious expression on his face.

"Hey, Baby," Yoongi greeted, setting down a few files on the coffee table. "You look tense. What's wrong?"

Jimin took a deep breath, meeting Yoongi's eyes. "Hyung... I just got a notification from my university. My final exams start in a month."

Yoongi blinked, his eyebrows lifting slightly. "That soon? Are you ready for them?"

Jimin hesitated, shifting on the couch. "That's the thing, Hyung. I... I haven't attended college in months. Because of everything that happened." His voice wavered slightly, his shoulders tensing.

Yoongi's expression softened. He reached for Jimin's hand, his fingers gently curling around his. "Jimin, you've been through a lot. I'm really sorry for the way things turned out. I know it's my fault your studies were disrupted."

Jimin squeezed Yoongi's hand, shaking his head. "Hyung, we've talked about this before. I don't blame you."

"But I blame myself." Yoongi's voice was quiet but filled with emotion. "I regret everything that happened. Kidnapping you, dragging you into my world, making you go through things you never should have experienced. If it weren't for me, you wouldn't have fallen behind in your studies."

Jimin sighed and reached up to cup Yoongi's cheek. "Hyung, I forgave you a long time ago. And I meant it. You've changed-you're not the same man who kidnapped me. You're the man who loves me, protects me, and stands by my side no matter what."

Yoongi's lips parted slightly, his gaze searching Jimin's as if he still couldn't believe he was truly forgiven.

"I just want you to know how deeply sorry I am," he murmured.

Jimin leaned in, pressing a soft, lingering kiss to Yoongi's lips. It wasn't rushed or desperate-it was a kiss filled with understanding, filled with love.

"I know," Jimin whispered against his lips. "And I love you, Yoongi. Not for who you were, but for the man you've become."

Yoongi exhaled shakily, his arms wrapping around Jimin as he pulled him into a tight embrace. "I don't deserve you."

"You do," Jimin whispered, running his fingers through Yoongi's hair. "And you've already made up for everything in ways you don't even realize."

Yoongi pulled back slightly, his fingers brushing against Jimin's cheek. "Then let me do one more thing."

Jimin tilted his head. "What is it?"

"I'm going to help you prepare for your exams."

Jimin blinked in surprise. "You? Hyung, I thought you hated studying."

Yoongi chuckled. "I do. But I love you more. And I want to support you in every way I can."

Jimin smiled, his heart swelling. "Thank you, Hyung. That means a lot."

Yoongi smirked, tugging Jimin close again. "Besides, this means I get to keep you all to myself while you study."

Jimin giggled, swatting Yoongi's chest. "You better not distract me, Mr. Min."

"No promises," Yoongi murmured, pressing a kiss to Jimin's temple.

---

One Month of Studying -

The following weeks were filled with intense study sessions. Jimin was determined to make up for lost time, pouring over textbooks and notes, while Yoongi did everything he could to support him.

Despite his responsibilities with the mafia, Yoongi chose to work from home, keeping an eye on Jimin while handling business matters in his study.

He set up a quiet, distraction-free study space for Jimin in their bedroom, making sure he had everything he needed-reference books, notes, snacks, and even soft instrumental music playing in the background.

Whenever Jimin grew frustrated or overwhelmed, Yoongi would sit beside him, offering words of encouragement or massaging his shoulders to help him relax.

"Hyung, I can't do this," Jimin groaned one evening, burying his face in his hands. "There's too much to study, and I don't have enough time."

Yoongi gently pried Jimin's hands away from his face, tilting his chin up. "Hey. You're the smartest person I know. You got into university on a scholarship, Jimin. You can do this."

"But-"

"No buts," Yoongi interrupted firmly. "I believe in you. And I'll be right here to help you through it."

Jimin sighed, leaning his forehead against Yoongi's shoulder. "You're the best husband ever."

Yoongi smirked. "I know."

Jimin rolled his eyes but smiled nonetheless.

---

The Night Before the Exams

On the eve of his first exam, Jimin was a bundle of nerves. He paced around the room, mumbling formulas under his breath, his fingers gripping a pen tightly.

Yoongi watched him with amusement before finally standing up and grabbing Jimin by the waist.

"That's enough, Baby."

Jimin huffed. "But Hyung-"

"No." Yoongi picked him up effortlessly and carried him to bed. "You've studied enough. Now, you need to rest."

Jimin sighed, letting himself be tucked under the covers. "I don't know what I'd do without you."

Yoongi lay beside him, pulling Jimin into his arms. "You'd still be amazing. But you have me now, and I'm never letting you go."

Jimin snuggled closer, his eyelids growing heavy. "I love you, Hubby."

Yoongi pressed a kiss to his forehead. "I love you too, Baby. Now sleep. Tomorrow, you're going to ace that exam."

Jimin smiled sleepily, the warmth of Yoongi's embrace lulling him into a peaceful slumber.

And as Yoongi held him close, he silently vowed that no matter what challenges came their way, he would always be there to support Jimin-his love, his light, his everything.

---

The morning of Jimin's first exam had arrived, and his nervousness was impossible to miss. He sat at the dining table, his notes spread out before him, but his eyes barely focused on the words. His fingers tapped restlessly against the table, and his leg bounced anxiously beneath it.

From across the kitchen, Yoongi observed him with a concerned frown. He had seen Jimin work tirelessly for this moment, staying up late, studying harder than ever-but now, the nerves were taking over.

Yoongi walked over, placing a warm cup of tea in front of Jimin before sitting beside him.

"Hey, Baby," Yoongi murmured, reaching for Jimin's restless hand and giving it a reassuring squeeze. "Take a deep breath. You've prepared well for this. It's natural to feel nervous, but you've got this."

Jimin exhaled shakily, his fingers curling around Yoongi's. "I know, but... what if I blank out? What if I forget everything the moment I see the questions?"

Yoongi's grip on his hand tightened slightly, his thumb rubbing soothing circles over Jimin's palm. "You won't. You've worked so hard for this, Baby. Trust yourself a little, yeah?"

Jimin bit his lip, looking down at his notes. "I just... I can't fail, Hyung."

Yoongi's heart ached at the stress weighing on Jimin. He tilted Jimin's chin up gently, making sure their eyes met. "You're not going to fail. I believe in you, and you should too."

Jimin let out a deep sigh, nodding slowly. "Okay."

"Good." Yoongi leaned forward and pecked Jimin's forehead before standing up. "Now, come have breakfast before you leave. You need to eat something."

Jimin hesitated. "I don't think I can eat, Hyung. My stomach feels weird."

Yoongi clicked his tongue. "No excuses. Even if it's just a few bites, you need energy for the exam."

Jimin sighed but let Yoongi guide him to the table, where a simple but nutritious breakfast awaited him. Yoongi sat beside him, watching carefully as Jimin took small bites of toast and fruit.

As he ate, some of the tension in his shoulders eased. He glanced at Yoongi and managed a small smile. "Thank you, Hubby."

Yoongi smirked. "I know. I'm the best."

Jimin rolled his eyes, but the warmth in his chest was undeniable.

---

On the Way to the Exam

After breakfast, Yoongi grabbed the car keys while Jimin picked up his bag. Their movements were quiet, yet filled with an unspoken tenderness. As they stepped out, Yoongi reached for Jimin's hand, squeezing it lightly.

"Ready to go?"

Jimin nodded. "Yeah."

They got into the car, and Yoongi started driving toward the university. His right hand rested on Jimin's thigh, offering silent comfort as the car moved through the streets.

The ride was filled with a mix of silence and soft reassurances.

"Remember," Yoongi spoke after a while, glancing at Jimin, "I'll be right here waiting for you when you're done. And no matter what happens, I'm proud of you."

Jimin's heart swelled at the words. He turned to look at Yoongi, warmth spreading through his chest. "Hyung... I don't know what I'd do without you."

Yoongi smirked. "Cry, probably."

Jimin gasped and lightly smacked Yoongi's arm. "Yah! I wouldn't!"

"You totally would."

Jimin pouted, making Yoongi chuckle. But beneath the teasing, Jimin knew Yoongi was just trying to keep his nerves in check. And it was working-little by little, the anxiety was being replaced by something steadier, something stronger.

As they reached the university, Jimin's nerves flared up again. The weight of the impending exam pressed down on his shoulders.

Yoongi parked the car and turned to face him. "Hey," he called softly.

Jimin looked at him, his lips pressed into a thin line.

Yoongi reached out, tucking a strand of hair behind Jimin's ear. "You're going to do great."

Jimin took a shaky breath, then-without thinking-he closed the distance between them. His hands gently cupped Yoongi's face, his thumb brushing over his soft skin as he leaned in.

Their breaths mingled, warm and familiar, before Jimin pressed a gentle kiss to Yoongi's lips.

The world outside the car faded away as their lips moved together in a slow, lingering kiss. It wasn't desperate or rushed-it was full of love, of reassurance, of silent promises. Jimin's eyes fluttered shut as he poured all his emotions into the connection, letting Yoongi's warmth soothe his anxious heart.

Yoongi's hands found Jimin's waist, pulling him just a little closer. His lips moved against Jimin's with quiet understanding, answering the silent plea hidden in the kiss.

The moment stretched between them, filled with something unspoken but deeply felt. A reminder that no matter the distance, no matter the challenges, they were in this together.

Finally, Jimin pulled away, their lips parting with a soft, almost reluctant sigh.

His eyes met Yoongi's, and the warmth in them was enough to chase away the last of his doubts.

"I'll be back soon, Hyung," Jimin whispered, his voice filled with emotions he didn't have the words for.

Yoongi smiled, pressing a final kiss to Jimin's forehead. "I'll be right here waiting for you."

With a deep breath, Jimin stepped out of the car, his heart lighter, his resolve stronger.

As he walked toward the university entrance, he couldn't help but reach up and touch his lips, as if trying to hold onto that fleeting moment just a little longer.

The warmth of Yoongi's love, the safety of his embrace-it all became an invisible armor, shielding Jimin from his nerves.

With a newfound confidence, Jimin pushed open the door and entered the exam hall. He took his seat, exhaling deeply before gripping his pen.

No matter what, he wasn't alone in this.

Yoongi was waiting for him.

And that was more than enough.

---

The weight of the exam lifted from Jimin's shoulders as he walked out of the hallway, his steps lighter with a sense of relief. The tension that had gripped him all morning was slowly fading, replaced by a quiet satisfaction.

His eyes scanned the crowd of students spilling out of the building, but he wasn't looking for just anyone-he was looking for one person in particular. His heartbeat quickened when his gaze landed on a familiar figure leaning against the car, head tilted down, eyes fixed on his phone.

Yoongi. His Husband.

Jimin didn't even hesitate. His feet carried him forward, his pace quickening as a wave of emotions crashed over him-relief, joy, and an overwhelming sense of longing.

As soon as he reached him, Jimin threw his arms around Yoongi, holding him tightly.

The sudden embrace startled Yoongi, his phone slipping from his hand as he let out a surprised sound. "Woah-Baby?"

Jimin buried his face in the crook of Yoongi's neck, breathing in the familiar scent of his husband. His hold was firm, almost desperate, as if he needed this moment to fully believe that the stress was over.

"I missed you so much," Jimin mumbled against his skin, his voice tinged with happiness and relief.

Yoongi, recovering from his initial shock, chuckled softly. "I was right here the whole time, you know."

Jimin only held him tighter.

Yoongi's smile softened as he wrapped his arms securely around Jimin's waist, his fingers gently tracing soothing patterns over his back. The warmth of Jimin against him, the way he clung onto him-it was something Yoongi never took for granted.

They stayed like that for a long moment, neither caring about the curious glances from passing students. The embrace spoke volumes, conveying emotions that words couldn't fully express.

Finally, Jimin pulled back just enough to meet Yoongi's gaze. His cheeks were slightly flushed, his eyes shimmering with unspoken affection. "Thank you for waiting for me."

Yoongi's expression softened even more. "Always, Baby."

A gentle smile stretched across Jimin's lips. He glanced toward the car before looking back at Yoongi. "Shall we go home?"

Yoongi nodded, reaching for Jimin's hand. Their fingers intertwined effortlessly as they walked toward the car. It was a simple touch, but it carried so much meaning-a silent promise, a reminder that they always had each other.

---

The soft glow of the evening bathed their home as Jimin and Yoongi stepped inside, their hands still linked. There was something incredibly comforting about being back in their shared space, where everything felt warm and familiar.

Jimin let out a content sigh, kicking off his shoes before following Yoongi into the living room. As soon as they sat down, Yoongi reached out, his fingers finding the small of Jimin's back, guiding him closer.

Jimin melted into his touch, his body relaxing as he leaned slightly against Yoongi. The atmosphere was quiet, filled with an unspoken understanding.

Yoongi was the first to break the silence. "So, how did your exam go, love?" His voice was a soft murmur, gentle and inviting.

Jimin's lips curved into a smile, his relief finally settling in. "It went better than I expected, actually. I was nervous at first, but once I started writing, I remembered everything we studied."

Yoongi's smile mirrored Jimin's, his gaze unwavering as he listened intently. His fingers brushed over Jimin's hand, a silent reassurance. "I knew you'd do great. You worked so hard for this."

Jimin's cheeks warmed at the praise, a soft giggle escaping him. He reached out, absentmindedly tracing invisible patterns on the back of Yoongi's hand. "Your support meant everything to me, Hubby."

Yoongi smirked, squeezing Jimin's hand gently. "You always have my support, Love. No matter what."

Jimin's heart swelled at those words. He stared at Yoongi for a moment, admiration and love filling his gaze. "I'm so lucky to have you."

Yoongi's thumb caressed the back of Jimin's hand as he tilted his head slightly, his dark eyes locked onto Jimin's. "You're my everything, Baby."

The weight of those words settled between them, heavy with emotion. Jimin felt his breath hitch, his lips parting slightly as he absorbed the depth of Yoongi's affection.

A playful smile tugged at Jimin's lips as he whispered, "And you're mine, Mr. Mafia."

Yoongi chuckled at the teasing lilt in Jimin's voice, but before he could respond, Jimin leaned in, capturing his lips in a soft, lingering kiss.

It was slow, unhurried, a meeting of souls rather than just lips. Their fingers tightened around each other, grounding them in the moment. Jimin sighed against Yoongi's mouth, allowing himself to get lost in the warmth and familiarity of the kiss.

Yoongi responded just as gently, his other hand coming up to cup Jimin's cheek, his thumb grazing over soft skin. The kiss was a silent promise-a vow of unwavering love and endless tomorrows.

When they finally pulled back, their eyes remained locked, an unspoken conversation passing between them.

Jimin's fingers traced along Yoongi's jaw, a small, content smile on his lips. "I love you, Hyung."

Yoongi pressed a final kiss to Jimin's forehead. "I love you more, Baby."

With their fingers still intertwined and their hearts beating in perfect harmony, they leaned into each other, letting the quiet of the evening wrap around them.

Outside, the world continued moving, but in this moment, in the warmth of their shared haven, all that mattered was the love that bound them together.

---

Finally Free

Jimin let out a deep breath as he stepped out of the exam hall, a slow smile creeping onto his face. It was over. All his exams were finally done. No more late-night studying, no more stress-just freedom.

His first instinct was to find Yoongi. His eyes scanned the familiar sight of his husband leaning against the car, arms crossed, looking effortlessly cool as always.

The moment Yoongi looked up and their eyes met, Jimin didn't hold back. He ran straight to him, flinging his arms around Yoongi's neck with an excited laugh.

"I'm free!" Jimin practically squealed, holding Yoongi tightly.

Yoongi let out a soft chuckle, his arms naturally wrapping around Jimin's waist. "I take it that means the exam went well?"

Jimin pulled back just enough to grin at him. "It went great! But more importantly, I don't have to study anymore!"

Yoongi smirked, amused by Jimin's enthusiasm. "So, what does my baby want to do now that he's free?"

Jimin's eyes sparkled with excitement as he tugged on Yoongi's hands. "Anything! Let's go out, eat something good, watch a movie-just spend time together!"

Yoongi chuckled, brushing Jimin's hair back fondly. "Alright, Love. Today is all about you."

Jimin beamed, leaning up to press a quick kiss to Yoongi's lips before pulling him toward the car. "Then let's make the most of it!"

And just like that, with his exams behind him and Yoongi by his side, Jimin was ready to enjoy his well-earned freedom.