101 || jjk ˑ pjm

the prologue

" ♫ please don't try to find me through my dealer.. ♫"

a 5'9  brunette hums along to the tune of lana del rey's song blasting through his speakers while his fingers caress the 5 pound clay spinning on his pottery wheel. his mind lost in his own little world, so lost he doesn't realize at first that someone is ringing his doorbell. he jerks up, his head looking at his door.

"hmm, i'm not expecting anyone right now.." he thought to himself with a small frown. he gets up from his wooden stool and goes to the sink to wash the clay off his hands.

ding ding ding ding ding

"i'm coming!" he shouts to the impatient latter on the other side of the door. He dries his hands off a towel and rushes to open the door.

in front of him stood a tall lean raven holding a mug, a charming smile paints his expression.

"yes?" the shorter brunette spat, in an irritated tone as he was just interrupted in the middle of a very calming and wrapped session making a new set of ceramics for his local store.

"hey," the taller began, "sorry if i interrupted something.." he trailed off, eyeing the short brunette's clothes with dried clay everywhere and even on his cheeks, " just need some sugar." he held out the mug to the latter.

"sure."

brunette took the mug and opened his door a bit wider, "wanna come in for a bit?" he suggested not wanting to be rude as he already greeted this poor guy in a rather 'impolite' manner. the latter agreed and took his shoes off before entering.

    "excuse the mess.. i was working." the shorter mentioned.

    "it's alright."

the raven looked around the kitchen before he notices the music playing in the background as the smell of clay, old books, and a hint of cinnamon fills his nose.

"lana?" he acknowledges.

"yea" the brown-haired turned around and gave a soft smile.

"you have great taste in music." the taller compliments nonchalantly earning a 'thanks' from the other.

the sound of a cabinet slamming shut and sugar running down into his mug is the only thing besides silence, music, and soft breaths that can be heard.

    "i didn't catch your name" the shorter broke the silence, attempting to make small talk.

    "jungkook. you?" he replied.

    "jimin."

jungkook just nods and watches jimin put the sugar away before turning to face him. he has a polite smile as he hands him his mug back, their fingers grazing for a millisecond.

    "i've never seen you around. are you the one who just moved in next door?" jimin questioned.

jungkook nods once again returning the smile.

    "ahh.. well it was nice meeting you jungkook" jimin guides jungkook to the door.

    "you too" jungkook echoed and shut the door behind him.