Jimin swears that he stumbled into this situation upon accident.
It had all started with his tired body having been grumpily dragged out of his precious bed at the ungodly hour of 6am earlier that morning. Chu Jimin, being the unwilling rabbit he was during the early hours of the morning, had not been very happy when he realized that he had been inefficiently kidnapped by his own boyfriend.
His boyfriend, a slightly younger man named Doyum, easily had a couple inches of height on him, meaning that if they stood up straight he would be staring straight at the younger's lips. With this advantage, it was no surprise that he had been easily wrestled out of his bed and swooped up into a pair of familiar arms.
"Ah, put me down! What time is it!?" he had shrieked after the realization hit him that he was no longer in the comfort of his warm duvets, but instead being carried by a pair of bare arms and staring into his boyfriend's exposed torso. He wasn't complaining, he never did, but something about his boyfriend's naked upper body being the first thing he saw that morning after opening his eyes was quite the surprise.
"Around six" Doyum had responded in a low voice, gently rocking Jimin back and forth between his arms like a baby as he kicked open their bedroom door
The older sleepily rubbed his eyes and slowly blinked, raising a hand to shield his eyes from the sudden burst of light coming from the kitchen.
"Am I allowed to ask why I've been woken up?"
Doyum glanced down at the man in his arms before resisting the urge to roll his eyes at his deliriously stated question. Casually avoiding the question, he maneuvered his way around the kitchen island and placed his boyfriend down on the counter.
Jimin dropped his head down onto his boyfriend's shoulder. "Why am I being held hostage in our kitchen?" he murmured into the younger's skin, slowly inhaling the familiar scent of his faint cologne.
The younger sighed.
"Did you forget that we have to be on campus in less than an hour?"
Jimin's head snapped up.
Oh.
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So there he was half an hour later, slowly trudging his way through the sunlit halls of I-Land University with black cap haphazardly jammed over his hair, cursing the universe for giving him an early morning lecture.
He pushed open the wooden door to the lecture hall with all the gracefulness of an intoxicated emu, nearly tripping on the edge of an upturned carpet while readjusting the books tumbling out of his arms.
Heeseung lifted an eyebrow when Jimin threw himself into the seat next to him, quietly muffling his laughs behind his hand as the other boy dumped his books into his lap and unsuccessfully huffed the fringe out of his eyes.
"What happened to you?"
Jimin, who had slunk halfway down in his seat and was retying his right shoelace, looked up at him through heavy lashes and the hair tickling his cheeks.
"Stayed up too late last night, I guess" he muttered, pulling his pile of textbooks out of Heeseung's lap and dropping them onto the floor with a soft thud.
"I mean, I can see that, but don't tell me the reason was something along the lines of 'I stayed up too late binge watching a show I really liked and lost track of time'."
Jimin let out a sigh of defeat.
"Alright, I won't tell you then."
Heeseung barely resisted the urge to roll his eyes, turning his attention forward as the clock hit 7 and their professor's voice rang through the room.
