HEARTS ENTWINED (A Story about two soft souls)

The days following their intimate dinner were filled with a new sense of normalcy, a fresh rhythm that Jimin and Yoongi had never experienced before. They still maintained their separate rooms, but the tension between them had shifted into a comfortable familiarity. Their interactions were more relaxed, and there was an undeniable spark in the air whenever they crossed paths.

Jimin often found himself daydreaming about their future—what it could be like if they continued down this path of honesty and understanding. He was cautiously optimistic, but a part of him couldn't shake the lingering fear that things might revert to how they once were.

One evening, as winter continued to envelop the mansion in its icy embrace, Jimin decided to take a bold step. He had been working on his winter collection, and with a newfound confidence, he wanted to invite Yoongi into his world.

"Yoongi!" Jimin called, poking his head into the office where Yoongi was buried in paperwork.

 "Can you come to the studio for a minute?"

"What's up?" Yoongi asked, looking up with a hint of curiosity.

"I want to show you something," Jimin replied, excitement bubbling in his chest.

Intrigued, Yoongi followed Jimin down the hallway to his studio, where bolts of fabric and sketches covered the walls. The space was filled with the scent of fresh paint and the vibrancy of creativity.

"Wow, this is impressive," Yoongi said, taking in the organized chaos of the studio.

 "You really work hard, don't you?"

Jimin smiled, a little bashful under Yoongi's gaze. 

"It's my passion. I've been working on a new collection, and I wanted you to see it before it goes to the runway."

As Jimin pulled out sketches and fabric swatches, he felt a thrill coursing through him. Yoongi examined each piece, nodding thoughtfully.

"This one is beautiful," he remarked, pointing to a design that featured intricate floral patterns. 

"You have a real talent, Jimin."

"Thanks," Jimin replied, his cheeks flushing at the compliment. 

"I'm really excited about it."

They spent the evening going through Jimin's designs, sharing ideas and laughter. The comfortable atmosphere enveloped them, and for the first time, Jimin felt a genuine sense of partnership with Yoongi.

"Do you think you could come to the launch event?" Jimin asked, his voice hopeful. 

"It's in a few weeks. I'd love to have you there."

"Of course," Yoongi replied without hesitation. 

"I wouldn't miss it for the world."

Just then, the front door opened, and Lia walked in, dressed in her usual tight-fitting clothing that screamed sophistication but felt off in the warm, cozy space of Jimin's studio. Jimin felt a twinge of discomfort as she swept in, her eyes narrowing at the sight of the two men so comfortably engaged in conversation.

"Yoongi, darling!" she called, her voice overly sweet. "I was just looking for you."

Jimin felt the tension rise in the room. He had been enjoying the moment, but Lia's presence threatened to disrupt the fragile connection they had been building.

Yoongi turned to her, his expression shifting slightly. 

"Hey, Lia. We were just... working on something."