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Halloween | Jinmin

[Summary]

Sure, it's Halloween, but Seokjin doesn't expect to walk in on the Park Jimin wearing a sexy maid costume. Maybe that's what he gets for barging into the younger's room unannounced.

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Seokjin woke up nearly in the afternoon, not really thinking about today's plan until he was standing in the shower, hot water splashing over his body and random thoughts on his mind.

Tomorrow would be Halloween, so this evening, he and the boys would take photos and record a dance practice— and whatever else it was that they were scheduled for.

So later, after all of that was done and their late schedule was finally over with, some of them decided to stay at the building to work even more.  Seokjin wasn't sure who stayed and who didn't, but he went back to their home. Sure, he slept late, but he was still exhausted and there was no way he was staying around any later than he already had.

He took a while preparing for bed. Extra time washing his face, skincare, getting his pajamas ready to be worn. Usually he doesn't spend so much time, but he felt extra clean and refreshed before walking back to his bed.

There was only one problem with his plan to sleep early: his damn charger.

He sighs upon realizing that his phone charger is missing yet again. Namjoon and Jimin keep stealing it from him, and they have their own! They keep losing theirs and then stealing his to use instead. It's never fair, especially since he had even bought them both a charger to keep them away. It had become a joke, but now it's just irritating.

But here he is again.

Charger-less.

He knew for a fact that Namjoon was still at the company building, so he instead got out of bed to make his way to Jimin and Hoseok's shared room, going to interrogate there instead.

"Jimin-ah." He opened the door, ready to complain about the loss of his charger. "Did you take my—"

And just like that, he stops himself.

Jimin's wide eyes meet his and his eyebrows are raised as well, shocked, but Seokjin's eyes wander lower, such an unpredictable sight in front of him now.

Jimin was wearing a maid costume.

A fluffed, ruffled-out black dress, too short to hide much, with a little white waist apron wrapped around his tiny waist, which only made the dress give him such jaw-dropping hourglass shape. So pretty.

And lace. There was white lace on the dress, yeah, but Jimin had on thigh-high socks, white, with lace lined against the top of it. And ribbon as well. White ribbon flowed down Jimin's back from the white maid hat, traced so beautifully down his body.

He had a few sets of black shoes set out in front of him as if he was choosing which ones to wear, and Seokjin had just walked in on this without a warning or anything.

Jimin was embarrassed, with the way he backed up against his bed and tugged down on the front of the dress, head dropping.

  "W-What?" the younger asks, voice small, and Seokjin could tell he was blushing by the way he hid it. Hell, he was blushing too.

He never knew he'd want to see Jimin in such an outfit, but it fits so well and it was no joke. No fan service, no prank for the boys to see, or for anyone else to see. Hell, Seokjin wasn't even supposed to see it.

"Jimin..."

The younger hides his face in his hands. "Why are you in here? You weren't supposed to see this, hyung." Seokjin takes a step forward, but Jimin steps back, so he stops himself.