10 years later
"Get up already! We'll be late!" An annoyed voice yells through the door. The sounds of foot steps can be heard leaving the door and walking back to wherever they came from.
The male lying in between the plush peach coloured duvet murmurs into his pillow and stretches his limbs out to try and get the sleep to leave his body. A small infant cry escapes from his mouth as he lifts his upper body up. It doesn't last long before his body falls back again into the plush pillows behind him drugging himself back into the contagious grasps of utter bliss.
Just 5 more minutes, he thinks to himself. It was too early for this kind of abuse to his ears and eyes.
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"Jimin!!! Wake up already, we're going to be late now!!!" The same voice yells into the boy's ear. It jostles him awake. It felt as if he'd just laid his face onto the pillow moments before, dreaming of far away places and weird thoughts.
"Wh-what time is it!?" the boys slurs.
"It's 8."
The boy sighs and heads to his bathroom ignoring the male standing at his bed annoyed as hell.
Slowly, he trails into the shower and washes himself throughly, taking his time in doing so too. He lathers himself in scented body oil and coats his hair with shampoo. Finally after he's done he washes the soap off and steps out, going to the sink to brush his teeth and do his morning routine, treating his skin and ensuring that his face looks as fresh as it could be.
The boy lifts his head up and looks at himself in the mirror. The sixteen year old staring back at him had grown up a lot these past 10 years. Jimin's face was much fuller, he still inherited his plush cheeks but the only difference now, other than his age was his hair. It wasn't golden brown like his natural hair colour. Now it was silver, the blond had decided to dye it as soon as he was allowed to. He was happy with it, he liked standing out.
"Jimin I swear if you make me late again-"
"Alright, alright I'm done, can't you calm down." Jimin calls out while rolling his eyes.
"No! Last time we got scolded because of you!"
Jimin walks out and heads into his closet taking his uniform from the hanger and putting it on quickly. He grabs his bag and shoves his laptop and books in it and rushes out the room.
"You forgot your charger didn't you?" The same male from before asks with an eye roll. The silver hair realises that he was right and goes back to fetch it.
"You're so forgetful!" He scolds.
"Ahhh, relax Taehyung, we'll get to school on time. You need to relax, it's Monday!"
Taehyung pushes at Jimin's shoulder causing the latter to giggle.
The duo make their way downstairs to have breakfast. They sit themselves at the island counter.
"Good morning miss Choi."
"Good morning." The lady replies. Mrs Choi was a caterer, she cooked and cleaned around the house and ensured that the pair were cared for. She was a simple woman didn't speak as much, only when needed to, other than that she carried out her job in peaceful silence.
The pair nod and wait for her to hand them their plate. Jimin's was a fruit smoothie mixed with peanut butter in a portable flask with porridge on the side in a bowl. Taehyung disliked the thought of blending fruits with wierd things so he opted for pancakes and milk as per usual. His smoothie was a normal pink colour unlike Jimin's green vomit coloured one.
"Where's dad?" Jimin asks with a mouthful of porridge.
"Your father's in his office." She responds. Jimin takes it as a sign to not disturb him, he was probably working. Running a business, a company nonetheless was busy work. Namjoon was always busy and sometimes overworked himself. After inheriting his parents' business he decided to actually take it seriously. He quit his old job a long while ago and became a business man. His parents were proud that he decided to live their legacy.
He thought about saying bye to him before they head out but then discards the thought when Mrs.Choi reminds him that they might be late.
The two boys get to school early enough and head straight inside to meet up with their friend.
"Hey, s'up."
"Morning Hobi." The pair greet their friend and walk over to the usual spot where they sit and wait for the bell to ring.
Hoseok was both Jimin's and Taehyung's friend. He was originally Jimin's friend but then Taehyung started hanging out with them and they became this small trio. He was slightly older than the two and a lot louder too. Hoseok had a slim figure. He had brown hair which he parted in the middle and permanently wore a contagious smile on his face. Never a dull moment when he's around.
"What.The.Hell.Are.You.Drinking?" Hoseok asks gesturing at Jimin's vomit pigment masterpiece.
"I told you this it's good. It's kiwi, avocado, a little bit of almond milk and peanut butter." Hoseok scrunches up his nose in disgust.
"What about yours Tae?" He says geaturing at Tae's pink flask.
"It's just strawberry and milk." Taehyung responds quietly.
"See!" Hoseok shrieks "That's what normal people drink, sometimes I can't believe you two are brothers."
The taller male says rolling his eyes.
"Adopted brothers! Doesn't mean we would like the same thing! Even if we were blood brothers that doesn't mean we would like the same thing either. And stop criticising my drink. I'm gonna live to a 101 cause of my healthy lifestyle. Can't say the same for you ungrateful souls."
Hoseok and Taehyung laugh at Jimin's statement as if he'd just said the funniest one ever.
"Hah sure Chim, you started this like what.... two weeks ago and now you're Gandhi on a diet?" Hoseok says making Taehyung laugh in the process.
The silver haired boy arcs his brow down into an annoyed manner, ignoring their mockery.
"You two are the worst!" Jimin says standing up as the bell rings for 'contact time'. The two continue to laugh and bid goodbye to one another as they head to their classes. Heading out to see what the day would bring about them.
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To be continued. Thanks for reading!!!
Btw "Contact time" is the time before classes start when you head to your home-class for attendance and distribution of information.
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