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"Jimin let's get going, it is threatening to rain." Hoseok shouted from the half opened door after he walked back from changing into clean clothes only to find Jimin was still doing a run through of the routine they had been rehearsing all day.
"Coming!!" he shouts back and does on last spin before bee lining for his duffle bag at the other end of the dance studio. He grabs the towel and wipes as much sweat as possible before slinging it onto his shoulder and heading out to Hoseok who was waiting in the hallway.
"Ready?" Jimin asks
"Been ready all my life. I can't believe you still won't shower before going home, you stink!!" Hoseok chides as they move to exit the building.
"I told you already, Tae likes me sweaty."
"Ewww!! You two are gross!!"
"Well, we get to wash the grime off of each other and then we are as good as new." Jimin defends.
"I didn’t need to know that. TMI. I don’t think I will get that image out of my mind." Hoseok shrieks.
“Now who is gross?!" Jimin laughs as they cross the road to get to the bus stop. Hoseok just contorts his face to show disgust but doesn’t say anything else.
*******
As the bus pulls to a stop at Jimin’s stop, the clouds open up and the rain comes down relentlessly. He curses his luck and gets off with the duffle bag acting as his umbrella until he gets home, which was a five-minute walk from the bus stop.
While running, he sees a familiar silhouette make long strides towards him. He is not sure if it’s Tae because without his glasses at night, he is as blind as a bat. Besides, he did not tell him to come pick him up. So, he does the only logical thing. That is keep running because he cannot stay under this rain any longer, or risk running into a serial killer.
Just as he is passing the stranger, he hears him.
“Oi blind boy. It is me, the love of your life!!!” he is grinning from ear to ear under the umbrella as he holds out his hand for Jimin to take.
Jimin busts out laughing because they have a running joke that Jimin is capable of not recognizing his own reflection at night. Something he vehemently denies but now can’t do anything but laugh because yet again, he proved Taehyung right.
“I am not blind.” Jimin put up a weak defense. Standing under the rain with the duffle bag hanging to the side. He seems to have forgotten about the rain, returning Taehyung's blinding smile.
“What are you doing here” Jimin asks
“Came to save you from the rain, like the knight I am.”
“Thanks, but I am already dripping. No need for the umbrella. Let’s go home” Jimin says as he takes Taehyung’s hand in his and starts walking home.
“Well, I guess this was not necessary.” He says as he retrieves his hand from Jimin’s to close the umbrella.
“What are you doing? You are getting wet. Get back under that” Jimin shrieks appalled by his boyfriend’s eccentric behavior. Taehyung just stands there getting wet like Jimin and as happy as could be.
“Let us get wet together. I will race you home.” Taehyung chimes in.
“Not a fair race. I have short legs.”
“I will give you a head start, plus I will help carry your bag and the umbrella. I think that is quite fair.” Taehyung offers.
“You are generous indeed. What will I ever do to deserve you?”
“Don’t thank me yet. I am reserving your energy for when we get home.”
Jimin is scandalized at Taehyung’s audacious behavior. He doesn’t think he will ever get used to this. Taehyung has a beautiful mind, and no filter some times. He blurts out what he is thinking without bothering to evaluate how appropriate it is. Jimin is amazed every time. He is the opposite. A chronic people pleaser who has to go over everything in his head at least once before saying it out loud.
He turns around with a blush creeping onto his cheeks and makes a run for it. He can hear Taehyung laugh as he too takes off after him.
“You said you would give me a head start!!” Jimin laments as he feels Taehyung hot on his heels.
“Did I? I seem to have forgotten.”
“Liar!!” Jimin squeals as Taehyung grabs him by the waist and pulls him to his chest. Both giggle as Jimin is trying to get out of his hold and failing.
“How are you lanky but so strong?” Jimin asks.
“You are just weak in my presence”
“That is true.” Jimin agrees as he straightens and looks Taehyung in the eyes. Those beautiful expressive eyes that can hold a conversation of their own. He loves looking into those eyes. He moves his hand to brush Taehyung’s drenched hair from his forehead and receives a peck on the lips for it.
It slowly turns into a heated kiss that seems to go on for eternity until their lungs burn for relief. With foreheads touching, they smile and eventually laugh. Taehyung takes Jimin’s hand they swing their joined hands merrily as they walk home.
*******
After they are both showered and changed into their night wear, which for Jimin is a pair of sweats and a t-shirt, while Taehyung will die on the hill of satin matching pajamas any day any time, they settle down with their hot cocoa and catch up on their day as always.
Jimin has an upcoming dance competition he is getting ready for, while Taehyung is getting ready for his first solo art exhibition. Both have been busy needless to say. But the one rule they adhere to is taking time out of their busy schedule to do boyfriend stuff like cuddle, kiss, gossip, share memes, do dinners, hung out with friends and obviously fuck.
Jimin updates him on his preparation citing how excited and nervous he is as the days get closer. Taehyung opts to show Jimin instead. They walk to their studio, which is technically the guest bedroom. It is shared but Taehyung tends to use it the most and Jimin just dances wherever he finds.
Taehyung flicks the lights on and at one of the corners, is a painting covered by a cloth to hide its contents. Jimin immediately walks to it and stands before it and asks “Is this what you have been working on all these days?”
“Yes. Open it.” Taehyung whispers into Jimin’s ear and a shiver runs down his spine. He can already guess that it is a painting of him with how many times Taehyung has painted or photographed him.
He gasps at the sight before him and turns to look at Taehyung with a mixture of shock and amusement.
“No way!!” Jimin murmurs as he goes back to observing the painting. It is of him alright, but it is unbelievable. The person in the picture looks ethereal under falling cherry blossoms, with a soft looking silk robe falling off of his shoulders to reveal his spine tattoos and a shimmery waist chain around a very narrow waist.
He turns to Taehyung again and goes on a rant about how that is not an accurate depiction of him. That his waist can’t possibly be that snatched, and how his skin is less flawless with bumps and bruises from all the dance rehearsals. How he can only dream of looking half as beautiful.
Taehyung silences him with a kiss that leaves him flustered and without a place to look.
“I have told you countless times before, you have the tiniest west I have ever seen on a man. You my dear are descended from the faeries themselves. It is even funnier how much you fight to look like us ordinary gremlins.” Taehyung whispers as he litters Jimin with kisses all over his face and neck leaving him breathless with giggles.
“You know damn well you are no gremlin. You my heart are descended from Apollo himself.” Jimin counters.
“Seriously though…” Taehyung continues “I will not get tired of reminding you how breath taking you are and I will use every talent in me to capture all your beauty in all its forms until you believe it yourself. I love you Jiminah.”
Jimin looks up into Taehyungs eyes with tears brimming in his own. Over whelmed by all the love he feels for his boyfriend. His heart is constricting in his chest. He stands on tippy toes and kisses him. Whispering I love you too every now and then.
Both are a sniffling and smiling mess as they keep attempting to continue kissing.
Jimin turns around to have another look at the painting, running his fingers on it as if to touch the magical being captured on there.
“Thank you Tae. Really. Your love has given me a boost I never knew I needed.”
Taehyung back hugs him and rests his chin on Jimin’s shoulder asking “Do you like it?”
“No.” Jimin sniffles “I love it. And you.” He turns around in Taehyung’s arms and gives him a proper kiss this time.
They kiss until Taehyung lifts him and carries him to their bedroom, where they continue to kiss and undress.
*******
When the morning sun drifts through the curtains and paints their skins in gold, Jimin opens his eyes with Taehyung tangled around him like a koala in a cuddle. He has to nudge him awake because that is the only way the grip will loosen and he can slip out of it. He needs to get ready for his day and Tahyung refuses to be awake and functional before noon.
So, Jimin will get ready quietly, pepper him a few goodbye kisses before he walks out for his day. Taehyung will wake up to a good morning note on the fridge and he will send his response via text, which will turn into a back and forth on checking up on eachother, deciding what they will eat later for dinner, or weekend plans.
This is the routine, and Jimin is okay with it. He does not wish to change anything, because his life with Taehyung is perfect as is.