Umm… yes?” Jimin blinked, his tone cautious but polite as his hand gripped the edge of the door. “How may I help you?”
His words hung in the air as the strangers exchanged a look, their expressions unreadable, leaving Jimin with an uneasy feeling in the pit of his stomach.
“Are you Min Yoongi’s roommate?” one of them asked, a subtle smirk playing on his lips.
Jimin, still half-asleep, hesitated for a moment before blurting out, “Uh... yes, but who are you two?”
The two men exchanged amused glances before their expressions turned mockingly stern. “That’s how you question your professor?” one of them snapped. “Don’t you have manners? Is this how you greet your elders?”
Jimin’s face turned crimson. “I-I’m so sorry, sir!” he stammered, bowing slightly. “I didn’t know... You both look so young, I couldn’t imagine you were professors!”
The two men couldn’t hold back their chuckles any longer. “It’s fine,” the one who spoke earlier said, waving his hand dismissively. “We’re here to see Yoongi. You must be his roommate.”
Jimin nodded hurriedly. “Yes, sir. Please, come in.”
The two men stepped inside, their eyes scanning the room. Jimin quickly straightened the books and scattered papers on the table, embarrassed by the slight mess. Their attention, however, was fixed on the figure sprawled on one of the beds.
Min Yoongi, or as his close friends called him, Suga, lay half-asleep, completely oblivious to the presence of his visitors.
Kai, one of the professors, crossed his arms and let out a dramatic shout. “Min Yoongi! You lazy idiot, still on the bed? Get up! You’ve ignored every call from Pune, our assistant, and even our personal messages. You’ve been acting like the professor while we’re the students! This is your last warning!”
Yoongi shot up, startled, his face a mix of embarrassment and irritation. “I-I’m really sorry, professors. Give me a few minutes to get ready,” he mumbled, scratching the back of his head.
The two men exchanged knowing smirks as Yoongi hurried to the bathroom. Jimin, still reeling from the unusual scene, stood frozen. Before stepping out, Yoongi turned to him. “I’ll see you later, Jimin.”
As the trio exited the dormitory, Yoongi finally spoke, his tone dripping with sarcasm. “You two seem to be having the time of your lives, huh? And Kai, wow, what a performance back there! You really shouted at me, the great Min Yoongi, the mafia king, in front of Jimin? That takes guts, bro. Should I reward you with a... special treatment?”
Kai grinned mischievously, clearly enjoying Yoongi’s frustration. “Sorry, Suga, but I had no choice. But why are you so worked up? Is it because of that Jimin guy?”
Yoongi’s confident smirk faltered for a second, and he quickly changed the subject. “Forget that. Tell me why you two dragged me out here.”
This time, J-Hope, the quieter of the two, stepped in. “Everyone’s waiting in their cars. We need to get to XXX Café before we’re late.”
Yoongi sighed, running a hand through his messy hair. “Fine. Let’s go.”
As they started walking, Yoongi’s sharp eyes noticed something. J-Hope was limping slightly, trying to keep up with the group. A wicked grin spread across Yoongi’s face.
“Next time, Kai, try to go easy on J-Hope,” Yoongi teased, his voice laced with mock concern.
J-Hope’s face turned crimson as he picked up his pace, desperate to escape the situation. Kai chuckled softly, shaking his head at the antics of his boyfriend.
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Mysterious Love🌝 (YOONMIN FF)
Fanfiction[IT'S CRINGE FETUS WRITING] READ ON YOUR OWN RISK!!⚠️ Yoongi is a ruthless Mafia who disguise himself as a college student in his college (his college means he's the fucking owner of the college) for an underground mission, where he meets a sw...
