Diary boy || yoonmin. ✓

Chapter 28

As Yoongi and Jimin entered Yoongi's house, a comforting aroma wafted from the kitchen, instantly making Jimin's stomach rumble with anticipation.

The smell of home-cooked food wrapped around him like a warm embrace, and he couldn't help but smile.

Yoongi's mother, Mrs. Min, was busy in the kitchen, and when she heard the front door open, she turned around with a bright smile.

"Oh, Jimin-ah it's lovely to finally meet you."

Jimin bowed politely. "Nice to meet you too, Mrs. Min."

Mrs. Min approached Jimin and gave him a warm hug, which took Jimin by surprise.

"Oh, drop the formalities Jimin!"
Her motherly embrace immediately put him at ease.

"You can call me 'eomma' if you'd like," she said with a gentle smile.

Yoongi grinned and added, "eomma is always like this, Jimin. She's excited to meet you."

Jimin couldn't help but smile back, feeling the warmth of their welcome. "Thank you, eomma. It's an honor."

Mrs. Min laughed and ushered them both into the dining room, where the table was beautifully set with an array of delicious dishes.

"Please, have a seat. Dinner is almost ready."

As they sat down, Yoongi's mother chatted with them amicably, asking about Jimin's family and his interests.

Jimin found himself relaxing more and more, realizing that Yoongi's mother was every bit as kind and welcoming as her son.

Throughout the meal, the conversation flowed naturally, with Jimin feeling like part of the family.

However, Yoongi couldn't resist the urge to flirt with Jimin, even in front of his mother, which often left Jimin feeling both flustered and embarrassed.

As they laughed and talked, Jimin's mischievous side took over.
He decided it was time to turn the tables on Yoongi.

While keeping a calm exterior, Jimin discreetly rested his hand on Yoongi's thigh beneath the table, causing Yoongi to flinch and nearly drop his fork.

Yoongi's mother, ever observant, noticed her son's reaction and asked with concern, "Yoongi, what's wrong?"

Yoongi, his cheeks slightly flushed, stammered, "N-nothing, eomma. I'm fine."

He continued eating his food, trying to maintain his composure.

Jimin, a sly grin hidden behind his innocent expression, began to softly caress Yoongi's thigh under the table.

He noticed Yoongi's breath hitch in his throat and decided to take it up a notch. With a wicked smirk, he gently squeezed Yoongi's thigh.

Yoongi's eyes widened in shock, and he almost choked on his food.

Yoongi's mother watched her son with concern and offered him water, asking, "Are you sure you're okay, Yoongi?"

He hastily took a sip of water and excused himself to the bathroom, his face flushed a deep shade of red, leaving Jimin silently chuckling at his successful revenge.

Once Yoongi was out of earshot, Mrs. Min turned to Jimin with a warm smile.

"Jimin, I want to thank you," she said sincerely. "Ever since his father left us, Yoongi has been quite reserved and rarely opens up about his feelings. But ever since he met you, he's become more like his old self. He talks about his days and seems so much happier. I can see the positive impact you've had on him."