ARRANGED TO LOVE •yoonmin•

chapter 16

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''Seriously, Holly, why is your dad so rude?'' The blond rolled his eyes, taking another spoonful of icecream Yoongi had brought that evening. Not an ideal early dinner, but, whatever. Icecream is icecream.

The poodle barked at him, probably not understanding a word of what Jimin had just said; but the blond nodded seriously, as if whatever the dog had just said ended worldwide poverty.

''I know right?'' He exclaimed, his annoyance at the elder male for cruelly interrupting his nap, still not dissipated.

''The audacity of him to wake me up claiming we need to go grocery shopping, and then just saying, 'yOu kNoW wHaT? maYbE wE sHouLd gO afTeR aN hOuR''' he huffed, angrily shoving spoonfuls of icecream in his mouth.

''You ready?'' Jimin looked up, glaring at the raven haired male descending down the steps, looking simply unbothered by his husband's intense glaring. ''C'mon, we should go.''

The blond stuffed the last spoonfuls of icecream, and quickly grabbed his phone and coat, before following the elder outside.

''Lock the door, you panini headass,'' Yoongi called out, throwing the house keys at the startled younger.

''Fucking lazy pile of bones,'' the blond muttered under his breath, locking the door with quite, unnecessary force.

Still grumbling under his breath, he opened the car's backseat door, and would've gotten in, if it wasn't for the elder scoffing quite loudly, and asking,

''What're you doing?''

''Uh, getting in the car?''

''In the back?'' Yoongi asked like he couldn't believe what he was saying.

''Uh yeah?''

''Do I look like your driver?'' Yoongi scowled, rolling his eyes.

''Uh no?''

''Then fucking get in the front seat,'' the ravenhead snapped.

''Wow, no need to be rude,'' Jimin frowned, getting in the passenger's seat. ''You could've just told me nicely.''

Yoongi didn't reply, focused on driving the car. Jimin's frown deepened, ''hey! I'm talking to you!'' He said while putting the seat belt on, quickly smiling after hearing the satisfying click.

''And I'm ignoring your dumb ass, take a hint,'' Yoongi grumbled, his eyes fixed on the road.

Jimin gasped, his eyes widened in indignation,''Yah—''

But the rest of his exclaim was drowned by the voice of the radio, Yoongi just having turned it on.

Jimin scoffed, turning the volume down, ''You listen to me when I'm—''

''—not interested,'' Yoongi rolled his eyes, turning the volume back up.

Jimin's eyes widened even more, it is safe to say he looked quite comical, he again turned the volume down, ''I don't give a sh—"

''Stop being a baby,'' the elder sighed, his hand reaching to turn the volume up to drown the rest of his husband's words, causing both of their hands to brush.

Jimin quickly withdrew his hand, looking out of the window to hid the blush on his cheeks. He didn't understand it, why was he blushing? They didn't even hold hands or something! It was just a brush of hands, wait— it's Min Yoongi! Why is he blushing?

Huffing, Jimin changed the song to something more soft, and turned the volume down, so it was like a whisper, soft and soothing.

Jimin leaned on his window, allowing the winds to ruffle his hair, calming down his nerves.