Chapter THIRTEEN

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Yoongi handed a crying baby back to his mother and smiled fondly at the woman. "He's lactose intolerant, ma'am. Try a different formula and he'll be fine." He told her and wrote down a few brands of baby formula for her.

"Try these and see which one he takes to. But I think the first one is best. It's cheaper but works just as well as any other." He smiled again and waved at the baby who waved at him.

"Thank you, Dr. Min." The woman bowed and grabbed her purse and left the room.

The doctor let out a sigh and left the room too. He had no more patients for the rest of the day so he retreated to his office.

He took out his phone and tapped on Jimin's contact. He wanted to see the pretty blonde again. He craved the butterflies he always felt. Yoongi didn't care about what Seokjin had told him a few days ago. He knew he had fallen for Jimin.

The blonde boy picked up on the third ring and answered with a tired and gruff voice. He must've just woken up.

"Hey, dollface." Yoongi spoke and chuckled when he heard a gasp over the call.

"I was wondering if you'd like to go out again? Haven't seen you in a while, doll."

"Yes!" Jimin shouted. "I mean, yeah. Is it someplace fancy again? If it is I have to wash my hair." He corrected his tone to a lighter one to which the doctor laughed at.

"Actually no it isn't. It'll be at my place. I'll pick you up around eight."

"Oh okay. I'll still wash my hair though." Jimin laughed and Yoongi heard shuffling and thuds over the call. "Okay, dollface. See you then. And bring that oil." He smirked and slowly ran his tongue over his lower lip.

Jimin blushed and looked over at a box of the bottles that Yoongi had shipped over yesterday. "We'll see, Dr. Min." He said lowly.

Yoongi laughed quietly and nodded. "Okay, doll. Bye." "Bye." The blonde said back and they both ended the call.

Jimin threw his phone at the end of his bed and scurried to his closet. After looking, he realized that most of his more attractive outfits were in the hamper.

He whined loudly and stamped his foot. Most of his other clothes were just sweats and sweaters and plain shirts. He couldn't style an outfit, so he snuck into Jihyun's room and looked through his closet.

They were both the same size and the younger was out at the grocery store. Jimin would be gone by the time he came back and he wouldn't know if there was just a few items gone, right?

So Jimin found a pair of tight jeans and a pretty lace shirt before hopping into the shower and cleaning up.

Meanwhile Taehyung had seen his friend rummaging through his boyfriend's closet and texted him while Jimin was away.

When Jihyun got the message, he quickly rushed home because his brother always brought his clothes back all covered in cum.

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