drabbles | bts (discont)

neighbors

jimin. yoongi. the two were neighbors. they didn't even know each other exsisted.

yoongi went out for work usually early in the morning, and jimin would leave an hour later, so, they really didn't even interacted at all.

jimin would come back early in the evening, and yoongi would arrive an hour later.

they really didn't know each other exsisted.

---

yoongi woke up. it was 8;30, and he was late for work, an hour late to be exact.

"shit," he cursed under his breath, he messily pulled on his clothes and packed his bag, stuffing papers from last night hastily, and running out the door.

his neighbor opened his door at the same time.

yoongi looked over to him, politely, he bowed and greeted the stranger, "ah, good morning!" he said quickly.

the stranger gave him a bright smile, and yoongi hadn't seen someone so beautiful in his life. when the boy smiled his eyes smiled too, and he had cute chubby cheeks to go with his baby face.

"you going somewhere?" he said. yoongi nodded and ran off to work.

jimin was left standing there alone. he didn't realize such a beautiful person with living right beside him, his lips were small and pink and his skin was so pale.

he hoped he would see the stranger again soon.

---

jimin didn't go right home to collage, he had to finish his papers and he just thought he might as well finish them at collage, because home wasn't time for doing homework. he wanted to sleep when he got home.

when he got home, he saw the stranger again. it seemed like he was trying to open his door, which was quite reasonable because the locks on the doors were pretty crappy.

"do you need help?" he said to the stranger.

the man lifted his head from the lock and glanced at jimin, he backed away from the door and sighed.

"i won't even budge." he said reluctantly. jimin shrugged.

"just stay at my place for the night, if you'd like." jimin didn't know what he had just said. his eyes widened and he stuttered, "w-well..."

"sure, i guess." the stranger said back at him. he shrugged and smirked.

"i'm min yoongi, by the way." he introduced himself.

"i'm park jimin, and i'm in my senior year of collage..."

jimin opened the door to his apartment and let yoongi in. he made tea for them both and had yoongi sit down on his couch in front of the tv.

"thank you for being so kind." yoongi said.

jimin smiled.

---

yoongi had almost completely forgotten what had happened yesterday. he woke up sweaty in his suit lying down next to a sleepy jimin.

he rubbed his face and decided to get up.

"jiminn...jiminiee!" he whispered softly. jimin took a while to get up, but finally slouched out of bed.

"hn?" jimin mumbled.

"jimin ah, i need a change of clothes." yoongi said.

the younger boy jumped out, and quickly ran to his closet, trying to find clothes for yoongi. he had forgotten to lend clothes for yoongi the other night, and he felt like he had been extremely rude for not doing so.

"i'm so sorry!" jimin said, handing yoongi a white shirt and some blue distressed jeans.

"no, it's okay." yoongi smiled.

"thanks again." yoongi said. "it's the weekend so I don't have any work, so can I wash my suit in the mean time?"

jimin nodded, "of course! I don't have school today also."

yoongi nodded. they stayed silent for a while.

---

they spent the whole day together. watching movies, and napping from time to time.

jimin had especially thought yoongi looked good in a white t shirt and distressed denim jeans. really good.

namjoon would definitely be all over him if he wasn't straight. he had a serious problem with girls with pale skin that looked good in a white t shirt with blue jeans wearing specifically red high top converse.

yoongi was exactly that. he was pale, skinny, and looked good in the outfit. though he wasn't wearing red high top converse.

"ah, how old are you, yoongi?" jimin asked.

"definitely older than you." yoongi replied, "23, and add a 'hyung' to that." he chuckled.

"I'm only 20." jimin said. yoongi laughed.

"but that's young to be already working!" yoongi smiled and flopped down onto the floor.

"wake me up when you're 21." he laughed under his breath.

jimin giggled and placed a blanket over the elder.

"you remind me of an old man," jimin smiled. he hadn't felt such bliss in a long time, and he wished they could stay like this forever.

"good." the elder mumbled. his ears somewhat red. jimin thought yoongi was so cute, and yoongi thought jimin was cute as well.

jimin softly played with yoongi's hair as he started to fall asleep.

---epilogue

before, they didn't even know each other existed, but thought how different it would be if this hadn't happened.

what if they hadn't met each other? jimin would probably be bored with his own life, and yoongi would probably be the same.

jimin smiled to the thought of him meeting yoongi.

"yoongi hyungg..." he said playfully, his arm wrapped around yoongi's.

"what?" yoongi said, unable to keep a smile off his face because of how cute jimin was.

he leaned in closer to jimin's face and kissed him softly. jimin pushing closer, he wanted to kiss yoongi forever, his lips pressed against yoongi's soft pink lips.

jimin nuzzled into yoongi's shoulder and closed his eyes. he started to feel sleepy, being wrapped around yoongi's warmth.

it soothed him.

"yoongi hyung, i'm 21 today." jimin mumbled.

"yeah, and i'm 24." yoongi replied. jimin held yoongi tighter.

"yoongi hyung, I love you," he said, sleepily.

jimin fell asleep in yoongi's arms. yoongi laid him onto his bed and kissed him.

"idiot, I knew that from the beginning." yoongi whispered in jimin's ear.

he could hear jimin laugh a little, and yoongi settled into bed with him.

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I finally reached my goal....write a fic with 1,000+ words. ah~ this was fun to write~~
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