Practice was even more hectic today, besides the scolding they received, Madame Marie went to town on them.
"Geez my feet are killing me, she's such a bitch." Mingi exclaims with a long sigh as he crouches down next to his car, dumping his bag inside the vehicle.
Jimin remains silent, one hand around his duffle bag strap. As much as he hated to admit it, he didn't appreciate getting scolded, he was already in trouble with their teacher prior. Being called out in front of the class for something he didn't even do was upsetting, and he couldn't say anything to the male, it'd sound childish so he remains quiet.
Mingi finally looks up from his crouch, lips around a bottle of water. "You're quiet, what's the matter?" He asks then chugs down the liquid.
"Nothing..." his voice comes out meek but he ignores it.
The boy on the ground, stretches up into a stand and looks down at the shorter male. Inspecting his face. "You look pale, was practise that tough?" He asks, moving over to the latter.
The platinum's headache had not passed since this morning, and up until now he had pushed it to the back of his thoughts so as to not get distracted during practise but at the mention if it, it comes flaring back. The light headed feeling was back as well.
"Hey, you okay? Wanna sit? Are you upset about what happened earlier?" The latter male places his hands onto Jimin's shoulders.
"No, no. I-I'm just exhausted." He lies, partially, a hand going up to his head just because.
"Why don't we get out of here and get something to eat," Mingi encourages. Jimin nods and climbs into the passenger seat, sitting feels better.
They drive to MIngi's house as always. When they get there, the pair head to the kitchen. Mingi grabs two cokes and some potato chips out of the fridge and they head up to the boy's room.
He hands Jimin the coke-diet as per his request- and offers him the chips. The shorter boy takes a sip of the drink and downs it in seconds. It feels amazing on his tongue, the boy had skipped lunch this afternoon and had only had oatmeal for breakfast. Junk food felt like a reward, one he'd surely regret later but right now Jimin couldn't think of anything else apart from the salt and vinegar potato chips he was downing.
"Damn, you were hungry." Mingi remarks smiling softly.
Jimin stops midway and breathes a little, sending a meek smile back towards the boy.
"I'm gonna shower real quick, do you want to as well?"
A small flare creeps up the platinum's ears. "No, it's fine, you go ahead." Although the pair had been dating for quite a while now, they've yet to engage in anything more intimate than making out. Jimin was slightly thankful for that, the thought scared him, more and more. Being inexperienced had its ups and downs.
Jimin takes the empty potato chip bag and empty coke cans downstairs to throw them away, when he comes back he hadn't realised that Mingi had finished his shower and was standing in his room. As quickly as he had opened the door, he closes it. He utters a small and awkward 'sorry' from the hallway. He hadn't seen much, but one things for sure was that the boy wasn't wearing a shirt, he was clad only in a white towel. The platinum's cheeks burn from embarrassment.
From inside the room, he can hear Mingi chuckling "You can come in it's fine, you know."
"Not until you're fully clothed." Jimin explains with his eyes tightly shut.
A short minute goes by before he hears the other male shout out "Okay you can come in."
Jimin pushes the handle to the door down and steps himself into the room. Although what he didn't expect to see was Mingi standing right in front of him; towel still around his waist and torso still naked. He shuts the door behind the boy quickly and steps forward. One hand on the side of the door next to Jimin's surprised face. His very crimson, cherry face. His hands hurriedly flies to his face.
