Book Buddy

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"See you tomorrow, Mrs. Choi! I'll be early tomorrow, since it's weekends." Jimin said enthusiastic, and the old lady bid him bye and walk the other way. While Jimin rubbed his sides because of the cold. Shivering. He had forgotten his jacket, and he regret it. While the other was walking silently beside him, who watches his every actions.

Jimin felt a warm cloth lading on his back, and looked at Yoongi who was not even looking back. And he heard Yoongi said, "Sorry. You just looked cold, please wear it. So you won't get a cold."

Jimin blushed, and looked at him, "But- what about you? Aren't you cold too?"

Yoongi shook his head, and adjusted the jacket to him, so that it covers him more. "I'm wearing double clothes, don't worry."

Jimin nodded, and continued to walk beside him, and wondered, does his house is this way too?

"Is your house this way too, or not?"

"It is, yes." Yoongi replied.

When they got to Jimin's house, Jimin was about to lend him his jacket, but Yoongi stopped him saying that he should keep it, and he is okay with it. He even asked for his number, and asked when he would be at the library tomorrow.

"Hmm.. I think, in 12 noon." Jimin answered, and Yoongi nodded with his smiled, that Jimin really liked.

"Guess I'll be seeing you there, too?" Yoongi said, still smiling. Jimin looked away, his cheeks reddening more. And hugged himself, that he even pinched himself, telling himself that he shouldn't be blushing now. They just met, and is just on a friends average.

"Jimin? I said I will be seeing you tomorrow, yeah?" Yoongi waved his hands in front of him, and he break from his trance and slowly nodded.

"Y-yeah. I'll definitely see you there."

Yoongi chuckled, and muttered something Jimin couldn't quite catch. Then the blue haired man looked up, reaching his hands up to pinch Jimin's red nose, and bid bye. Jimin was frozen in his spot, and absentmindedly walk inside his house, and lied down at the couch. Breathing heavily.

"What a tiring day.."

•••

Jimin woke up, when there is a knock on his door. He groans, and walked up at the door, then he opened it, to see someone familiar that broke his heart.

"Hey, jimin... Can we talk for 5 minutes?" The man said, shyly smiling at him.

Jimin rubbed his eyes, the sleep was long forgotten. He crossed his arms around him and glared at the man. "What do you want, Baekhyun?"

Baekhyun frowned, and cleared his throat. "I see you aren't in a good mood today. But I can change that, If you're willing." He smirked.

Jimin rolls his eyes. "Oh please. You fucking woke me up in my beauty sleep. And willing? If you are joking, it is bad. It didn't make me laugh, as you can see." He sassed.

"I wasn't even–"

"Sorry your time is up. Goodbye."

"Wait! 5 more minutes–!" But before he could finish, Jimin slammed the door in his face, and Jimin covered his face with his hands. He really wished he don't just bother. His life was getting better, and he just kept poking out to ruin it.

He locked the door, just incase that bastard walk in and kidnap him. Again.

You see, Jimin's life was pretty fucked up.

But he like it, for a reason.

He walk at the kitchen, and boiled water to make coffee, and he sat down at the counter, looking at his phone, searching to see what he could cook for the morning.