The Camper Van | ☑️

chapter 10

*a couple days later: 1 week and a half in*

jimin pov

"jiminie."

"jimineee."

"jimin. sheesh this is the first time you slept in late since we got in here." yoongi mumbled but I could still hear him.

I groaned, sitting up slowly while scratching the back of my head, trying to figure out what time of day it is and what century we are in.

"what time is it?" I asked, looking around but I almost choked in sight.

yoongi's hair was parted in the middle but it was wet like he just took a shower or play basketball, he had.. like every other day.. no shirt on with his tattoos in full display and he had on basketball shorts.

"im assuming it's close to 10 or 11am. my switch is charging so I can't give you the exact time."

I nodded, swallowing a wad of spit in my mouth and ignored the somewhat negative thoughts in my head. I have a boyfriend jimin, get a grip.

"anyway, I cooked breakfast. I also slept in a little today so the food is still hot."

like you- SHUT UP JIMIN!

I nodded and pushed the covers off my legs, swinging them over the edge and standing up. yoongi stared at my face and I became nervous, please don't tell me I-

"ha! you drooled." yoongi teased, chuckling while walking away. as he walked away, I tripped him with my foot and ran to the bathroom, locking it.

"you are so gonna get it when you get out!" I hear him yell out.

"if I come out!" I yelled back, sticking out my tongue as if he could see me. he really brings out the child in me.

"you gonna have to eat eventually!"

crap, he's right.

I sit on the toilet to calm my burning face. over the past couple of days, I felt myself gravitate towards yoongi a lot. he's starting to barge into my thoughts, making me want head pats more frequently, heck, he even invaded my dreams but not like that.

just friendly dreams of us spending time with each other and eating food. it made me feel good once I wake up but then guilt would just consume me afterwards.

I wish these two months can go by quickly, I really want to just focus on taehyung and only taehyung. yoongi is and will only be a friend to me. a good friend to me. maybe a best friend.

but why do I yearn to be with him? to be near him and to never leave his side? he makes me feel protected but taehyung does the same, all friends should protect their friends right?

now, I'm not making any sense.

three knocks erupted through the bathroom, making me flinch and come out of my thoughts.

"hey, its been like 30 minutes since you went in there. did I really scare you to the point where you don't want to come out?"

"oh no! no I'm okay, just doing my hair and stuff, you know it takes me a while!" I panicked, standing up from the toilet and quickly did my hygiene care  before rushing out the bathroom to see yoongi writing in his song book. he's been doing that a lot lately.

"finally struck inspiration?" I asked when I entered the small kitchen.

"a little, I'm just writing them down before I forget them."

I hummed, grabbing my plate that was covered under a napkin and some chopsticks and sat in front of yoongi.

"what's the lyrics about?"