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12 | red flush

Chapter Twelve: Red Flush

"I'm coming home!" Were Jimin's first words as soon as you answer his facetime invite.

With eyes barely open, you push your face deeper in the plush of your pillows, groaning.

"Jimin, it's six am."

"And?" Jimin dismisses. "We ought to celebrate!"

"I'm not even up yet."

"So, you hate me."

You let out a grumble, this time snapping your eyes fully open to see Jimin's brow arched your way, his attitude reaching you even when you're a thousand miles apart. Classic Jimin.

"You're a drama queen, and for the record, I got everything covered. Octagon, VIP area, 1 am. Dress slutty. Have fun, loosen up. Go crazy."

"O-kay," Jimin says, chuckling in amusement at your flat tone with your deadpanned face. "God, I just can't wait to go back. You will not believe all of the shit I'll be telling you once I get there."

You prop your phone on your nightstand and begin to stretch on your bed. "You better tell me you have Italian men's IGs to refer to me." you joke. Sleep is slowly starting to fade away from your system. Glancing at the wall clock from across the room, you take note it's almost time to get ready for work.

"Please," he rolls his eyes. "As if you're gonna respond when they do send you a DM."

That earns an abrupt laugh from you. "I do respond, though." you giggle. You stand up from the bed, carrying the phone with you as you head to the living room to prepare your breakfast.

"Babe, you've responded to two out of ten men I referred to you, and you ghosted two, by the way."

You look at him in shock. "What, you supported me!"

"Still, though... ugh, the Wooseok guy still asks about you, by the way. It was literally so awkward when we met at that– I forgot, but it was a party."

You cringe internally, and it probably translates to your face because you hear Jimin laughing from the other side of the line. Shaking your head, you tell Jimin, "Nope– not gonna feel sorry. He was weird as fuck, and I genuinely think – still to this day – that he's a fury."

Jimin's expression morphs into distaste. "Yeah, no, I wouldn't be surprised if that was true based on the stories you told me but I swear to you he felt like a normal person to me when we first met." You and Jimin both gave each other a knowing smile; pursed lips and a scrunched nose, already getting where both your heads are at. But Jimin swerves to the next subject smoothly, "Anyway, I see your apartment's all fixed, considering you're there."

You light up at the mention and nod. Looking around, you can't help the smile that spreads over your lips, thinking that finally, it's all okay now. Like nothing even happened.

"Oh, yeah. It actually is." you say, enthusiasm apparent in your voice.

"You know you could've stayed at my place, right?"

You give him a dismissive wave of your hand, despite smiling still, appreciating the offer regardless. You know you could've and that he wouldn't have minded, but, "Yeah, no, I didn't want to impose."

That earns an instant eye roll from Jimin, followed by a scoff, "You're literally my blood sister."

"I know! But remember when I had to stay over at your place for three days earlier this year because of some gas leak..." you bring it up, "I swear this complex is out to get me."