It had been weeks and Jimin had questions but no answers. As he laid in bed with his boyfriend, he thought about texting Jungkook for answers. He hadn't seen him ever since Taehyung appeared at his door.
He carefully reached for his phone and turned all his volume and brightness down. He then clicked through his texts and looked for Jungkook's contact but as he got ready to click on it, Taehyung moved and Jimin quickly clicked off and went to YouTube, clicking whatever video first popped up.
"Babe, why're you awake?"
"Oh, I just woke up and couldn't fall back asleep. Let's just go back to sleep."
He quickly turned his phone off and sat it down before cuddling up his already drifting boyfriend. Making a mental note to text Jungkook.
———
A/N: Yes this was short as fuck, no we're not gonna talk about it
YOU ARE READING
Pink Rockstar → KookMin
FanfictionJimin, a soft pink haired boy who's in love with pink. Pink everything. His whole house was drowning in pastels. He tends to dress in pastel colors like light pink, blue, and white. He's a smiley person and very loving. He's also a total rock music...
