when jimin woke up, he didn't move, he just stared at the boy who was cuddling him like a teddy bear.
"morning hyung" jimin said, yoongi hummed and didn't move, "c'mon hyung" jimin whined, "you're comfy and smell good, i'm living the paradise, why would i move?" he mumbled, "because it's getting late" he spoke, his cheeks turning red.
"so?" yoongi shrugged, he totally forgot how gay this was, "and i'm hungry" jimin said, yoongi groaned and got up, "a boy can't even sleep without park jimin complaining" he whined, jimin smiled.
they went to the kitchen, seeing yoongi's mom sitting on the couch, watching some show, "ah good morning boys, almost afternoon"
"see! i told him! but he wouldn't wake up" jimin frowned, "who cares if it's 12pm" yoongi scoffed, getting out a pan to make jimin breakfast, "what do you eant for breakfast, jimin?"
jimin hummed, "what can you cook?" he asked, "he's very good at cooking" his mother smiled, "well, make me the yummiest thing you can make"
yoongi hummed, "okay" he smiled, jimin crept behind him and wrapped his arms aroun yoongi's waist, "holy shit, you scared me!" yoongi shouted, causing the boy to laugh loudly, "my hyungie is comfortable so i need to hug him" jimin teased, "mhm" he rolled his eyes.
yoongi made fried rice with bacon a vegetables, serving it in 3 bowls for jimin, his mom, and himself.
"i guess it's kinda brunch" yoongi said, jimin's eye lit up, "hyung, this is delicious" he smiled, "i know" he proudly said, "mom, where's dad?"
she shrugged, "he left early in the morning" she said, "good because i didn't make him anything"
jimin smiled at how sassy yoongi was being, everything about yoongi was absolutely perfect and endearing.
he had never met someone like yoongi. he initially hated yoongi because of his cold personality but found out that yoongi wasn't like that. he was sweet, he wasn't cold when you got to know him more. he was the kindest person jimin knew.
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"hyung, my mom said i have to be back home tonight by 8pm. we could do something else until then" jimin said, yoongi hummed, "what do you want to do?"
"we could go to the mall?" jimin said, yoongi hummed, "and do what?" he asked, "shop, i love clothes" jimin smiled, "i like hoodies"
jimin hummed, "i want to go to the mall, but i'm tired" jimin said, yoongi laughed, "you're the one who even proposed the idea"
"well i take it back" he scoffed, making yoongi laugh nonstop, "okay then, so you want to watch shows in my room?"
jimin nodded, "mhm, that sounds nice" he said, he looked around the house, gasping upon seeing a picture of small yoongi.
he appeared to be no older than 4 years old, he was in his mom's lap as they looked at the camera, "you look so cute!" he smiled, yoongi turned red at this, "um thank you? i think i was 3 years old"
"i need to see more of your baby pictures" he said, yoongi tried to say no but jimin began shouting, "mrs. min!" he spoke, seeing the woman pop here head from the kitchen, "yes, jimin-ah? can i help you, darling?"
"do you have any pictures from yoongi's childhood?" he asked, she hummed, "i do, i have a lot" she smiled, "do you want to see?"
jimin nodded, yoongi whined, flopping on the floor like a starfish and covering his red face, "mom, this is embarrassing" he pouted, "you'll be fine"
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number 13 | yoomin
Fanfictionin where jimin needs help to be accepted on to the school's basketball team so he gets help from yoongi, who had an amazing reputation for playing basketball, but quit and no one knows the reason(with the exception of his close friends).
