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Chapter : 27

"Move man,"

"You aren't going anywhere without telling me who the heck you are, sir."

Min Yoongi said while holding onto a collar hem as the owner of the shirt just march on the same place like he was on a treadmill or something.

"Hobi....hobi..."

"That ain't any real name. Who are you? How did you get here?"
This time, the bodyguard had this man against the wall by holding on to his shirt collar.

"Hobi-yaaa"
That was Jimin , who accidentally saw the way his bodyguard had his best friend like a dummy against the wall as he came to see what this noise was about. Hoseok was screaming so loud, which almost sounds like a chainsaw.

"You know him?"

"Let go of him. Oh my god, Hoseok-ahhhhhhh.  "

In the next two minutes, Yoongi saw the most dramatic and exaggerated friend reunion, and he felt cringe even by standing next to them, like bro come on, what you guys were so touched about?

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"Aren't you still done crying over this book your friend brought you last evening?"

Yoongi asked, throwing a tissue pack on Jimin's lap as he crashed on the sofa, opening a can of beer. It's been nearly three hours since Jimin sat with this book, which that weirdly bubbly man brought him yesterday who left the house after laughing and screaming at the top of his lungs for hours.

"You won't understand. It's so sad...."

"For the love of God, please put that down for a few minutes and do something else. Your face looked so puffed already. Like, seriously, Jimin just put that down if the book hurts so much....do something else before completing the rest."

"I have no any better jobs to do."
The younger male yank on the sofa and again starts to read where he left. He was totally ignoring the older male. This is the third day, and Yoongi was now feeling super annoying with Jimin's new attitude. He was getting so grumpy, demanding, bossy, and also short tempered. But Yoongi made sure to act like Jimin wasn't acting weird by giving his best to meet all his demands."

"I missed everything I used to do...I missed clubbing....I missed go racing....arghhh I hate not being able to go outside without begging someone else to take me."
That last statement comes along with a side eye and eye roll.

The bodyguard pushes his hair back and puts half of his hair in a man bun before talking to the younger again.

"Come on, we have to  finish with your evening shot."

"I don't wanna get shot two times a day. Let me be for the day. I am not in the mood to sleep."

Yoongi pinches his nose bridge like what he is supposed to do with this Jimin, who is five per cent human and ninety-five per cent of emotions. Jimin's attitudes were making him tired while he couldn't even track what is the reason for this. It's not like one day or two. It's been like this for nearly three days now.

"Sit. Now!"

"Told you I am not having it."
Jimin says, pushing Yoongi's hand that had his medicines container, and it got open, and all the medicines fall all over the sofa. Luckily, it wasn't on the floor because one pill bottle had already been opened.

"You know what, Jimin? Just do whatever the fuck you want."

This hit Yoongi's "I am done" button. At this point he was seriously done. Jimin was having very nasty mood changes and unnecessary demands for days now. Like he had made his bodyguard run one place to another to find random stuff like a dawg. A few hours ago he has demanded hand made noodles from this super distant store and not after one hour after Yoongi some how got them for him, he has again asked him for some Chinese cuisines. Yesterday Jimin wanted Yoongi to log into this online ticketing session of this super famous band. When Yoongi failed at it Jimin has just refused to come out of his room rest of the day. It looks like Jimin was out of his consciousness and anything, and everything little thing was making him frustrated about one thing or another.