Jimin can't forget about what happened yesterday–and that card Yoongi, put in-between the flowers was just–kind of irritating for Jimin because he doesn't expect him to write his number there and like, questions or concerns.
And oh–the first time he finally thinks that it's fine to add his number in, Taehyung–being the little shit he was, texted Yoongi without him knowing after telling him Yoongi gave him his number.
Now, it's been three or four days when the calls and texts from Yoongi started, and now he's just trying to not wait for any of those and just–sleep.
It didn't work, though,
He sighs and tosses around his bed, and pouts to himself because of why couldn't he sleep–even though the reason was in his mind, he still didn't paid attention to why–because he knows it'll triggers his mind.
So, he decides to go down stairs and drink warm milk to make him slightly sleepy.
Slowly (and quietly) going down to his kitchen, he opens the fridge and gets the Nestlé milk, and pours it on the boiling pan and waits for it to warm up (not boil).
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Now, Jimin does feels sleepy after drinking that warm milk.
He yawns and rubs his eyes, before looking up the wall and look at the clock as it read: 10:30. Was he up so late? He didn't even feel like it's this late.
He sat down on the edge of his bed and didn't bother to look at his phone to avoid his mind telling him to wait for the latter to call him or text him.
Jimin snuggles in his sheets as he could finally feel his eyes and mind shut down as his body feel more relaxed now.
But honestly, why (now)?
His body jostle up a little as he was surprised by the ringing of his phone. He knows who is it–he had set a knowing tone to everyone he knows–and he literally knows by heart who is calling right this moment.
His eyes slowly opens and as his eyes wonders around the dark–the light of his phone dim the area–he slowly stood up and reached for his ringing phone. And pressing 'accept' before pressing it to his ear. Yawning mutely.
"Hello? Jimin," a voice said in the other line–Jimin's mind yelling at him– 'Yoongi! Yoongi!'.
"H-hello, Yoongi," he could feel himself heating up–he don't understand. Maybe it's because of feeling embarrassment?
"Jimin, I'm sorry that I called you up late, you're probably sleeping–"
Jimin chuckles, "It's fine, you don't have to explain yourself to me." He speaks.
"O-okay. How are you?"
Ah. The usual question.
Jimin hums. "I guess it's fine.. just thinking about yo–"
"Thinking about what?" Yoongi asked as his mouth shut before saying the sentence. He blushes–he could tell–and his started asking himself to think of something– just something–!
"Yo-yogurt. I was thinking about yogurt." He suddenly blurted out without thinking.
It was the first one he could think of! Who could blame him?
'Really Jimin? Yogurt?' he told himself and face palms his self.
He could hear Yoongi chuckle. "Yogurt? What about yogurt that made you think of it, huh, Jimin?" Yoongi teases.
Jimin huffs. "I don't know. Maybe because it's so..ur?" Picking his nails as he said so.
Yoongi hums through his ear. "Well Jimin, did you think of something else too? Or someone else?"
Jimin doesn't get his joke.
"I don't.. get what you're saying. Be more specific of that someone, yeah?"
"Let's see.. me? "
Jimin snorted through his nose, "You?" He said, the corner of his mouth twitching up, while wanting to laugh of how Yoongi has no idea what's he was thinking of.
"Mhn. Aren't I better than thinking of that yogurt?"
He knows he's flirting with him–or something–he don't know. But he felt like he is. Jimin arches a brow. "(Are you) flirting with me? I'll show you flirting, Min."
"Yeah? Show me then,"
Jimin smirks. "I'll end this call and block your number. How's that?"
He almost laughs when he heard Yoongi whine in the other line. Like really–he could picture him pouting and has his eyerbrows arch down–mostly, he sees him doing things like this in highschool because, when he's trying to act cute or reason something, he will do that to the teachers–he doesn't know how'd Yoongi get the courage to do that. He doesn't look like that type of person–yes–but he'll do anything just to get something he wants. Maybe kill you if you're not acceptable.
"You know I'm just teasing (!),"
"Yeah. But, I'll kill you if you do that to me again. Hear me?" He threatens–yet, he knows he would barely do that–
For a minute, it was silent at first, Jimin started feeling that what he said was wrong–or it made Yoongi feel uncomfortable and hate him more or–
"Hey, Jimin?" Yoongi spoke–making him shock and almost drop his phone–"Y-yeah?" He stuttered.
"You know that It's okay to say no, right?"
Jimin sighs when he knows what's Yoongi talking about. It was about the card–it was written there at the bottom that Yoongi's asking him out–and he still don't know what to say about it.
He started fiddling with the hem of his shirt, "I know.. just.. I still don't know how I feel about it. So, wait?"
He heard Yoongi breathlessly chuckle and answer, "Of course."
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