Rain [yoonmin]

3

JIMIN'S POV 

Yoongi was already awake, lying next to me. I never thought he'd be in my room ever again. Yet, he's here, right next to me. Wide awake, staring out of my window. 

Today, I'll be home with him. 

I'll be finally moving out of this place.

After years of spending most of my nights at Yoongi's place, my mother finally noticed that I don't stay home. 

I knew she wanted me gone for my good, but I never thought she'd ask me to leave, like that. 

But who cares anymore? I am too numb about all of this. 

All I care about is this beautiful boy lying on my bed with me. 

I touched his angelic face and caressed his cheek with my thumb. He rolled over to his side and snuggled closer to me. 

"Good morning angel." he said, smiling in the most endearing way. 

"Did you sleep well?"

"Mhmm."

"We have to leave." I say, getting up, but he pulled me back. 

"Five more minutes and I'll get up." he groaned like a little cat.

"No silly, we are not home and we have classes."

"Oh right, it's Monday today." he laughed like he had forgotten about all of his classes. 

I pulled him up, earning a pout from him. 

"You don't look cute." I say, squishing his cheeks. No, is anybody allowed to be that adorable?

"You know I am cute." He said resting his face on my chest, smiling.

"Haha. Get up." I said and dragged us both out of my bed. 

I dragged him into the bathroom with me and gave him a new toothbrush.

I was shoving my clothes in a duffel bag and trying to fit my books and important notebooks in it. Since I won't be living here anymore, I don't want my things to be here either. There's not much in my room anyway.

But I wanted to leave mom a small note cause I know she visits my room from time to time.

I scribbled on a sticky note and left it next to my lamp shade.

Hi mom, I'm just moving out but I'll be there, always. Take care and since you are going to worry about where I'll be staying, I'll live with my lover. That's who I've been living with on the days I'm not home. I love you.

Jimin

Maybe I hope too much.

Yoongi came out of the washroom, water dripping from his hair, trickling down his neck to the t-shirt he's wearing.

"Yoongi, why don't you ever dry your hair?" I asked, grabbing a towel that was kept folded on my chair.

"Cause you do that for me." Grinning widely. 

He held my waist while I was drying his hair.

"You will never change Min Yoongi." I said, shaking my head and smiling hard.

"Nope." 

I left his hair to be a mess and went back to pack my bag.

"Math is our first class today?"

"Yeah, I also did your homework if you remember." I did it on Saturday night when he was too worked up with a complicated model.

"Yes. I do." He said snorting.