http://springmaid.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] springmaid.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] writetomyheart2021-01-04 01:28 pm

[TEAM FOUR] Candles and Panic Attacks

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Time is ticking and Jimin is panicking.

It's been an hour since Yoongi messaged him that he left the office already which means Jimin only has approximately less than 30 minutes of time left to prepare all the stuff he has to prepare.

Which is a lot.

At least all the food has been cooked and all he has to do is plate them well. Jimin's a mess ever since Yoongi left for work this morning. He's been planning this surprise since, well, 3 weeks ago, when Seokjin casually asked Jimin what his plans are for his first anniversary with Yoongi.

They've both been preoccupied with work, what with Jimin being a chef day in and day out and Yoongi always kept in his studio, creating songs for idols till the wee hours of the night. Suffice to say, their anniversary might have slipped Jimin's mind if not for his Seokjin hyung.

This is how Jimin finds himself creating a massive mood board filled with stuff he wants to do for Yoongi on their anniversary last weekend . Thank goodness for his best friend, Taehyung, being the most helpful and supportive person in the world. If not for Taehyung, Jimin might have had a breakdown earlier.

"Calm down, Jimin," Taehyung appeases his best friend as he skillfully chops vegetables as Jimin panics slash stirs the meat in the pan. "Yoongi hyung will like no matter what you'll do!"

"Not if I do it incorrectly," Jimin mutters to himself.

Taehyung tsks and gives a glare at his best friend before he goes back to preparing Jimin's ingredients.

That was 15 minutes ago. Taehyung has gone and left Jimin on his own. Jimin is thankful, yet still so overwhelmed at the sheer number of things he has to do.

Jimin slaps his face and forces himself to focus on the situation at hand. He grabs his phone and connects it to the bluetooth speaker. It's a good thing he finalized their anniversary playlist in Spotify last week.

"Seriously? Whitney Houston?" Taehyung judges him.

"What? We both like The Bodyguard!"

"Yeah, you and hyung are odd."

Jimin just throws the water bottle on Taehyung, regardless if it pokes his best friend in the eye or not.

Right. Now that, that is done, time to move to the aesthetics! Jimin rushes towards the kitchen where his newly purchased lemon lavender-scented candles are all on the plastic bag on the floor. Taehyung made his intern, Jungkook, buy it with specific instructions to just buy the Yankee Candle Lavender-scented, but it was out of stock in all Yankee Candle outlets, so the intern bought Lemon Lavender ones. Like dozens of the wrong kind of candle. Jimin sobbed the moment he saw the candles, and sobbed even more when Taehyung promised he will give Jeon Jungkook, intern extraordinaire, a hard time as soon as he’s back at work.

It’s not Jungkook’s fault Jimin’s a mess.

This is how Jimin’s rushing around the entire apartment putting lemon lavender scented Yankee candles everywhere, making sure to put them in safe places. Well as far as a scattering a bunch of lit candles in an entire apartment anyway. Jimin’s phone vibrates; it’s a message from his boyfriend.

Yoongi:
Baby, do you want me to buy the chicken in advance?

Jimin giggles. As far as Yoongi knows, they’re going to celebrate their anniversary in a simple manner. Chicken and beer, cuddling and sex so rough Jimin would be able to feel Yoongi in his ass till the next 2 weeks. Ah yes, the perfect anniversary indeed, but Jimin has always had a flair for the dramatics and excessive.

Jimin:
It’s fine, we can check out the menu together once you arrive.

Yoongi:
Okay, be there in 5 minutes
Just passed by Seokjin hyung’s house

“Fuck!”, Jimin almost drops the last candle on the floor if it wasn't for his fast reflexes. He carefully puts it on the dining table and stares in space. What the fuck was he supposed to do next? What? What?

Oh right, clothes! Wait, where did he put the clothes he bought for their anniversary? Jimin's rushing towards the bedroom while haphazardly removing all his clothes when he can hear the ringing sound of the door alarm clicking, signaling someone opening the door.

Ah fuck, there's no time! Jimin grabs the closest dress shirt he can see and wears it. He grabs the stupid kitty cat ears headband on top of the dresser and rushes to greet his boyfriend, face flushed and hair a mess.

"H-hi, you're back early!" Jimin tries to pull the dress shirt down to hide his legs. He looks ruffled and he feels like a mess and he's so close to crying. All this effort for what? For his boyfriend to see him a mess like this?

Jimin's trying his best to calm down and stop himself from crying when he feels strong arms hug him. Yoongi smells so good as he smothers Jimin's neck with kisses after kisses.

"Jimin-ah, you look so good," Yoongi sighs, as if it's the first time he's breathed the entire day. Jimin's heart is beating so hard against his ribcage it feels like he's going to explode. Yoongi pulls away from Jimin and gives him a huge bouquet of red roses.

"Happy anniversary, baby," Yoongi almost whispers. There's a shy smile on his face and his ears are beet red and Jimin might be mirroring the same but he can't help crying out of happiness because Yoongi is giving him flowers. Yoongi looks so happy to still be with Jimin.

"Happy anniversary, Yoongi hyung," Jimin tries to wipe the tears of his cheeks, but Yoongi beats him to it. Gently, Yoongi wipes Jimin's tears with his fingers and kisses it all the way.

"Don't cry, I'm here," Yoongi hugs Jimin once again, resting his head on Jimin's shoulders. Jimin wraps his arms around Yoongi's waist and rests his head on Yoongi's shoulders as well. They stand there in the middle of their apartment, wrapped around each other and swaying to the beat of whatever song's playing in Jimin's playlist.

"So...your anniversary gift is setting our apartment on fire?"

Yoongi fakes hurt when Jimin smacks him on the butt for his teasing.