Two things happen at once: Jimin steps on his foot with the heel of his boot, Yoongi being unable to take a step back fast enough to avoid it, and there’s the sound of metal clinking, something cold touching the skin of his wrist. He yelps, retreating back to get away from Jimin, but something tugs at his hand. When he looks down, dread pools in his stomach upon seeing metal handcuffs around his arm.

“The fuck does this mean?” Jimin is looking at the same thing, at the metal engulfing Yoongi’s skinny wrist. It’s then that Yoongi sees it all, sees the rest of it; sees the other half of the handcuffs tying Jimin to him.

Moonlight (I'm yours)