Jimins POV
I stepped inside the large doors of my house, breathing in the refreshing air that filled my nostrils. With one sigh I began scoping out the view that maintained my eyes. I then heard chuckling behind me so I pivoted around just to notice Namjoon laughing his head off.
"Jimin, why are you skimming around the house as if you don't own it?"
"YAA stop taunting me, I haven't been here for a while so give me some time to adjust will ya?"
"Yeah, whatever, I'll just go and organize something to eat but...... make yourself at home," Namjoon said chuckling.
I gave him a bombastic side eye before making my way to my bedroom. I glanced roughly around the area for some seconds trying to take in the view in front of me. I sat down on my bed forgetting how soft and comfortable it was, the bed adjusted to my frame very pleasingly causing me to sink in just a little more. My thoughts began drifting off to Mr. Jeon, why is he like that? why is it so tough to have a conversation with him? why does he drive everyone out before even giving them a chance to prove themselves deserving of his attention? I suppose I'll never know, I'll just have to try painstakingly to get him to open up to me. Aish I have to stop thinking about him and concentrate on my music career, I got up off the bed and strode off to my closet trying to find comfortable clothes to wear. I grabbed some blue sweatpants and a tee shirt before strolling over to the bathroom. once I was in the bathroom I began stripping my clothes off and throwing them into the dirty laundry basket, I modified the water to my preference which is between hot and cold but I usually lean more toward the hotter side.
Once I was directly underneath the water my skin began to feel tingly and goose bumps radiated from my skin, I let out a lengthy sigh before tilting my head back a little to allow my hair to get wet. I grabbed some soap and my washing rag and began cleaning up myself quickly, I was enjoying the feeling of the water trickling down my body a little bit too much but I realized that I had to hasten my pace because Namjoon Hyung would be hollering at me to consume the food he made soon. I quickly grabbed my shampoo and began foaming up my hair for a minute trying to massage my scalp, I tilted my head a little bit and rinsed the shampoo out before doing the identical routine with my conditioner. Once I was done with everything I quickly got out of the shower and began drying my body with my towel, I grabbed some lotion and applied it all over my body before getting dressed. I then grabbed my blow dryer and began drying my hair a bit before finishing off with my towel.
I exited my bathroom and sat down on my bed again, I pulled out my phone and began scrolling threw my social media platforms.
"JIMIN, FOOD IS READY"
Once I heard Namjoon Hyungs shout I turned off my device and steered downstairs prepared to have my food. Namjoon began bringing two plates of food to the table where I was seated then he proceeded to bring two glasses of what looked like apple juice, after he was done he took the seat across from me.
"Thank you for the food hyung"
"Don't mention it, enjoy."
The rest of the meal was noiseless but it wasn't an awkward silence it was very relaxing. once I was done I put my dish in the sink bowing a little bit to Namjoon before heading upstairs to my room. I went to the bathroom and began brushing my teeth to get ready for bed, I spat out the foaming substances in my mouth before rinsing my mouth. I turned off the light then headed back to my bed and plopped on it like a madman. I pulled out my phone once more and began to scroll, I know I should be in bed right now instead of scrolling through social media but it has become an unhealthy habit now.
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FanficJimin is a famous dancer with many fangirls and fanboys obsessed with his euphoric dance skills and God like visuals. Jimin is trying to find someone to settle with who is not looking after his money or looks. While on tour Jimin ends up in a seriou...