"JUST YOU" [Yoonmin]

"Tuck-In Saturdays, Or Sunday-Funday"

"Min/Park House"

Saturday Evening

"Sir, you're all washed up? Do you feel better?"

"Yes, my boy, thank you for letting me use your toiletries. I love my son, but man I can't stand his flowery scents."

Yoongi chuckled.  "No problem, sir. I travel a lot for business, and I'm always forgetting something. "

"Thank you for understanding. "

Yoongi nodded as he headed towards the couch, blankets and pillows in tow.

"What are you doing my boy? What's this for?"

"Oh! I was going to sleep on the couch and let you and Jimin take the beds. I changed the sheets in my room, so if you want, you can sleep up there."

"Oh Yun-ki, you don't have to do that my boy. I'm the one that's intruding, how could I inconvenience you that way. Let me have those bedsheets, I will sleep on the couch." He took the bedding out of Yoongi's arms and headed for the light grey sofa.

"Appa, Yoongi is a grown-ass man, your health isn't in the greatest shape. Of course, he should take the couch!"

"It's only one-night of suffering Jimin-ah, and even then, it's not as bad as you make it sound. The sectional is soft and comfy, I'll be fine."

He was about to spread everything out when Yoongi reached over and took the bedding back into his arms.

"Sir, I insist!"

Mr. Park sighed in defeat. "Well, if you insist then there's not a whole lot I can do about it." He smiled as he made his way up the spiral staircase to Yoongi's room. He was about to enter the second platform when a genius idea popped into his head. He looked over the banister and faced down at the two with a hint of mischief in his eyes.

"Only on one condition though! No one is allowed to sleep on the couch! You both must sleep in Jimin's room!"

"What!?" They both exclaimed looking horrified!

"Get some sleep the both of you." Mr. Park winked at his son before making his last few steps to Yoongi's sliding door.

"Appa wait!"

"Don't forget to call an Uber for me tomorrow Jimin-ah, I need to be at the train station at 11 a.m.!"

"Dad, I'm serious!"

"So am I!" He stuck his tongue out, then said "Good night" to Yoongi before finally disappearing into the old room.

Yoongi chuckled as he made his way to the bathroom to finally take his turn. Jimin was beyond lucky to have a supportive dad like him.

Jimin, on the other hand didn't think that way. He continued to stand there looking up at the 2nd floor dumbfounded. Did his dad really just set him up like that?

He looked from the bathroom to Yoongi's room, back to his room flabbergasted! What on earth just happened? Yoongi is going to sleep in his room? On his bed? Oh, hell no!