V LIVE || p.j.m ||

72

Jimin stood in front of the door, not knowing what to do, to say, or even why he was there. "Just knock..."

He had finally gathered the courage to fist his small hand and lift it up to knock the door but just before he could hit it, the door swung open itself.

"Yoongi?" Jimin's eyes went wide as he saw the side profile of a man about the same height as him, hair dark as the night above.

"Jimin?!" Yoongi looked over to him, confused, "Why aren't you home? Where are the others?"

The boy was about to reply, but yet again he was interrupted. This time by his eyes locking with another pair right behind the man infront of him. "(Y/N)..."

"Jimin- What are you doing at my house?" You panicked slightly, pausing and quickly letting your hair down, fixing it. Jimin had luckily been too preoccupied staring at you to care about you adjusting your looks in the moment; the same however could not be said for Min Yoongi.

The dark haired boy smiled at you, ruffled your hair then kissed the top of your head. "Tomorrow, remember? I'll get going now. Bye Kiddo, Bye Chim."

"Wait- Hyung!" Jimin turned back, "Um, I told the others I was spending another night at the hospital. Can you please keep it up for me... Don't let them know I'm here..."

Yoongi raised an eyebrow but sighed, "Fine, just stay here tonight, I'll bring you tomorrow too. Bye kids. And (Y/N)?"

"Yeah?"

"Use protection." He cheekishly grinned.

"God you think you're so funny!" You huffed and rolled your eyes, closing the door as he left laughing. Although his words did leave a pink blush on your cheeks.

"(Y/N)," Jimin repeated, blinking after, not really knowing what to say.

"Are you gonna tell me anything other than my name, Parkie?" You shook your head and held his hand, "Come on, to the living room. I guess you're staying here tonight."

He looked at your hand, his eyes wide again, his face resembling a cute little puppy.

"What?" You tried not to get awkward too, "I need to hold your hand in case you lose balance, right?"

The boy simply nodded then followed behind you as you lead him to the kitchen, sitting down at a stool.

"My mum's fast asleep right now on the other side of the house so we have to be quiet, okay?"

Another silent nod in response.

"Orange or apple juice?" You tilted your head before squinting, "Answer wrong and I don't care if you've just been in hospital, I will kick you out the house again!"

He giggled and pointed to the orange. You nodded approvingly in response. "Good choice. I wasn't joking about kicking you out."

Jimin blinked, no matter how much time he spent with you, or anyone for that matter, sometimes they could truly never know if you were serious about the words coming out of your mouth or not.

"So about the hospital... I was going to visit..." You sat on a stool too, keeping one empty between the two of you for distance. "I just- I didn't feel like I could see you... At that moment..."

Jimin sipped at his drink and looked you up and down, your legs were pressed together anxiously, hands fiddling with your bracelet and your eyes fluttering constantly. "Do you feel like you could see me now?"

"Huh?"

"You weren't up to it then." Jimin held onto your wrist that had started to pull at the bracelet a little too tight, red marks in the print of your bracelet left on your skin. Instead he pulled you gently into the stool in front of him and looked into your eyes, "Are you up to it now?"