boy next door ʸᵒᵒⁿᵐᶦⁿ

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it was nearly time for jimin to leave. he was standing in his mirror applying a little bit of makeup that accentuated his features and a lip oil that made his plump lips look more juicy than there were before. he picked up his favourite perfume and drenched himself with the spray.

perfect he thought admiring himself in the mirror . he isn't trying to be cocky but he looking fucking good. his blonde locks were styled perfectly and his ass looked fat as fuck in his pants. he knows that his ass looking fat shouldn't be his priority when going to meet his girlfriends parents but he cares too much about his looks. he made his way downstairs and slipped on his shoes and grabbed the two bouquets of flowers he had bought, one for mina and one for her mom, and also the bottle of wine that was sat on the kitchen counter, that his mom bought for him to take as a gift.

he left his house and walked next door. cmon jimin, you can do this. he hyped himself up before ringing the doorbell. he heard some shuffling inside before the door opened and he was greeted with mina in her cute skirt and sweater.

"hey baby" she pulled him in for a hug crushing the flowers slightly, before pulling away and dragging him inside.

"here." jimin gave her the bouquet of pink and red roses and mina blushed.

"you're so cute, you know that right, thank you" she looked so happy. "come, they're in the kitchen." she said and led him towards her kitchen. they walked in and jimin was met with the delicious smell of the meal that her mom was preparing and her father helping.

"guys, this is jimin" she said and they both turned to look at him.

"oh my! mina he's so cute!" her mom gushed and went to give him a hug.

"thank you so much.. here these are for you and your husband." he said handing her the bouquet and the bottle of wine.

"what a nice boy. i'm glad you chose this one" she said to mina.

jimin diverted his eyes to her father. his arms were crossed over his chest and he had one eyebrow raised as his eyes raked over jimins whole body. jimin decided to say something to him.

"hey.. i'm park jimin." he sad and held his hand out for a hand shake.

he grabbed his hand and shook it firmly. jimin examined the man's hand. it was pale like the rest of him. very long, unlike jimins own small fingers, and veiny. damn. jimin thought but his thoughts were interrupted by the deep voice of the black haired man infront of him.

"min yoongi" he let go of jimins hand nodded at him once.

after jimin helped the mins set the table, they all sat down and began to eat. it was quiet at first as everyone was trying to eat.

"mrs min, this is absolutely delicious!" jimin complimented and she thanked him.

"so, park jimin. your park jinyoungs son. from next door?" yoongi questioned him.

"oh, yeah. you know my dad?" jimin replied.

"hm, we have bumped into eachother a few times. well i think it's good that you live next door. so what are you doing next year, when you finish school?"

"i'm going to go to college and study law, my parents always wanted me to do that so.."

the conversations continued throughout the dinner. jimin started to feel more comfortable. her parents were really nice to him.

however, jimin kept catching minas dad giving him weird glances the whole time.

"jimin, would you like some desert, i've made a cheesecake." minas mom asked him, jimin nodded and thanked her. mina helped her mom take the empty dinner plates to the kitchen and it was just yoongi and jimin left at the table.