28 Chapter 27 (1/2)

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”Where are we going?” Jungkook believed it was justified to ask because his hyung has been acting very strange the entire day and everything culminated with him closing the shop a few hours earlier. Yoongi was a workaholic and in the many years they've been working together, the younger couldn't think of a precedent.

They were currently inside the mint-haired man's car and the silence that fell in between them made it clear that he wasn't going to find out what was going on until they reached their destination. The car was parked inside a shopping complex so Jungkook followed the other as he got out of the car, studying his expression as they made their way inside. Yoongi looked so deep in thoughts that he suspected he hasn't even heard his previous question so he let him guide them towards the last floor of the building; that particular area was made of shops neither of them would have ever entered so the younger's jaw almost dropped when he realised it was a jewellery shop they were looking for.

”Hyung?” Cat-like eyes were studying the glass cases. ”What are you looking for?”

”A ring.” The answer was whispered to him and the low tone indicated the nervousness lacing each letter. It all made sense now and Jungkook felt his heart swelling at the realisation that he was the one his friend has chosen to help him with this crucial task. ”Do you think he'd want diamonds?”

”I think he won't care about the ring at all.” He knew he was right because Hoseok was not the materialistic type but that didn't mean he didn't want the best for him. Yoongi was convinced that he would only propose once during his lifetime and the thought alone was terrifying because he really wanted to spend the rest of his life by his current boyfriend's side. ”And I'm sure he'll say yes.”

”How can you know?” His hyung was looking somewhat innocent, wide eyes searching for confirmation.

”He loves you.” He knew he did but that didn't mean he would want to marry him. Hoseok was a dreamer and very family-orientated (a trait he's got from his parents) so Yoongi could only hope that he would be the happy ending he was going to choose for himself. It took them more than an hour to find the perfect ring but once they did, even Jungkook could confirm there was no better one. It was simple – made of white gold, a little sun engraved on it and the dongsaeng smiled because he knew ”sunshine” was Hoseok's favourite pet name.

”I need you to tattoo me.”

They went back to the parlour and Jungkook understood what the hurry was as soon as he's been offered the stencil of the new piece his best friend wanted on him. Will you marry me? It was his handwriting and the younger smiled goofily at the idea, surprised by the creative way of proposing.

”Do you think he'll like it?” He wanted to be placed on his forearm and the other smiled as he nodded fiercely. ”I've thought about a classic proposal but you know I'm no good –” Getting on one knee and proposing in front of tens of curious eyes was not Yoongi's style at all because the audience would only put more pressure on the act and he didn't need any of that.

”He'll love it. It's feels more personal.” And the proof was going to remain on his skin for as long as he was going to live.

He was informed that he couldn't tell anyone – not even Jimin – until he was going to find out the answer and he swore solemnly that he wouldn't only if the elder promised he was going to tell him what the answer was as soon as possible. He took the duty of making sure everything was in place before locking the studio and shooed the other home, well-aware that the anxiety was going to eat him alive if he was going to stay around for more. He was turning on the security system when his phone began to vibrate and he smiled widely, knowing it was his boyfriend who was probably worried because he was late.

”Hello?”

”Hello.” A small pause followed. ”Are you on the way home?” The question was shy so he cooed at the image of his boyfriend's probably-concerned expression.

”I'll be home in half an hour, sweetheart. Do you want me to grab anything?” The answer was no and Jungkook wondered if his boyfriend was afraid there would come a day in which he simply wouldn't return to their shared apartment. He was going to bring the theory up so he could make it clear that he would always come back home to his baby.

Jimin was dressed in one of his hoodies that fell around him like a dress and he had rainbowy knee-high socks on but nodded when he's been asked if the large item of clothing belonged to him, his cheeks pink.

”So there is no way that is my hoodie.” Jungkook asked again teasingly, encouraging a pout to appear.

”No. It's mine, Daddy.” That was a blatant lie but the Dominant let it slide because the purpose of it was too cute and he enjoyed having his lover dressed in his clothes. Jimin prepared dinner for the both of them so they dug in before deciding to share a shower. They made love under the hot water and fell asleep before midnight, wrapped around each other as they always did.

Jungkook was woken up in the middle of a night by his phone buzzing and the other whined, annoyed by whoever was disturbing his sleep. He thought his boyfriend would ignore it but instead the tattoo artist grabbed his phone and grinned widely at the screen that showed one simple message: He said yes. It was funny how dry the announcement was; if it would have been Hoseok who would have announced him, he was sure he would have added countless of emojis – from sparkling hearts to kissy faces.

”Who is it?” Jimin rubbed his eyes with the back of his hand.

”Yoongi-hyung.” The boy seemed nothing but confused. ”He proposed and Hoseokie-hyung said yes.” All the sleep was forgotten, it seemed, because cinnamon eyes widened in disbelief as pillowy lips parted.

”What?”

Jungkook told him everything they've been up to during the day and watched as his boyfriend's expression changed with each detail. His heartbeat was threatening to break through his ribcage so he took a big hand to place it on his chest as he announced how happy he was for their friends. He couldn't believe it was Yoongi who proposed but he knew his Hobi-hyung couldn't be happier with the event because it wasn't just one time that he shared his dream of having a family.

”I don't think I can go back to sleep now.” Jimin said and threw his legs over the edge of the bed, his fingers searching for the switch that would turn the lamp on. He would have put on his slippers if it wouldn't have been for Jungkook's arms wrapping around his middle and locking him in place.

”Calm down, baby. Come back to bed.” The enthusiasm cancelled that possibility so they decided to brew some tea instead, the elder fascinated by his partner's bright mood and smile. Jimin was a selfless person and he wanted nothing more but for his dear ones to be happy but they have never talked about marriage before so everything felt brand new. ”Do you want to get married some day?”

”One day.” He was quite the romantic but he's been told before that his expectations were sometimes unrealistic so he preferred not to share them. ”The idea of knowing that you'll have someone by your side forever must be very soothing.” But most people were afraid of commitment and he didn't want to push Jungkook into having the same beliefs if that wasn't the case.

”Forever, huh?” That was a word the tattoo artist hesitated to use because the meaning behind it was so heavy.

Jimin didn't reply, he simply poured himself another cup of tea and looked outside the window at the full moon.

Yoongi was trying to act as if he wasn't the happiest man on the planet so Namjoon and Jungkook decided to play his little game, exchanging knowingly smiles from time to time. Hoseok dropped by during lunch time with food for everyone so they had to endure minutes of sickening sweet exchanges between them, amused by the way their hyung would react to some of the things his fiancé insisted on saying and doing.

There was no one who could make Yoongi happier than Hoseok.

There were no appointments in the afternoon but Jungkook wanted to renew his catalogue and that meant at least a couple of hours of extra drawing. He was enthusiastic about it because having an Instagram account caused for his popularity to grow and a lot of people asked for him expressly. He was drinking his second coffee of the day when his phone began to buzz and he furrowed his eyebrows because Jimin was calling and he was supposed to be working at the cafe.