A nice cozy bed was where Jimin was, he had the warm blankets hugging his body perfectly and the peace and quiet only made his morning better. But let's not het ahead of ourselves, this perfect morning didn't last long. Seokjin, Jimin's roommate had harshly swung open the door and by harshly, he pushed it open so hard it hit the wall behind it causing probably a dent and definitely a loud bang.
"Jimin get up!" Seokjin yells heading towards the blinds in order to pull them open letting in a harsh ray of sunlight.
"What the hell?" Jimin asks pushing himself up in a sitting position.
"Get up." Seokjin repeats.
Jimin merely groans and decides to ignore Seokjin as he was acting strange.
"Jimin!"
"Explain why you want me awake at 7am and then I will get up." Jimin says not looking up at Seokjin but also mimicking him when saying 'get up.'
Seokjin stares at Jimin in disbelief before explaining.
"I need you to look after my cousin."
Jimin then looks away from his phone giving Seokjin a confused expression.
"Cousin?" He raises an eyebrow.
"Kim Taehyung."
In which response Jimin gives Seokjin was a simple shake of his head.
"I don't like Taehyung."
"You don't need to like him. I just need you to look out for him. Make sure he doesn't get his head kicked in."
"And why can't you do it?" Jimin asks.
"I just can't."
"What going on holiday?" Jimin asks sarcastically.
But upon looking at Seokjin he knew that he was going on holiday.
"You are!" Jimin exclaims pointing an accusing finger.
"Come on Jimin please."
With a rude roll of his eyes, Jimin finally said yes.
"Good, he will be here in a hour. Be ready."
"What!?" Jimin snaps.
"An hour!? Here?!"
Seokjin merely nods, a wicked grin sprawled across his face as he left the room almost looking, pleased.
Jimin grumbles, crossing his arms over his chest and pouting out his bottom lip as a child would. After enough time sulking, he pushed the bedsheets off his body and headed to the bathroom. Upon opening his bedroom door..again. He stepped into the living room still half asleep and due to that, he didn't notice the tall orange haired, box smile, troublesome boy laying on his sofa.
"Morning Jimin." Taehyung says flicking through Jimin's Netflix account.
"Morning." Jimin says.
Still walking to the bathroom he was about to place his hand on the handle and turn it in order to get into his bathroom but it finally clicked, Taehyung was already in the house.
"What the fuck!?" Jimin exclaims, quickly heading back to the lounge room.
"Why are you here already? And on my Netflix account?" Jimin asks.
"I was here since last night." Taehyung informs not even turing to look at Jimin.
"What the hell?" Jimin whispers to himself running a hand through his messy bed hair.
Taehyung then finally turns to face Jimin only to instantly regret it. Seeing Jimin all confused, starring down at his feet with his hand still in his messy hair. It made Taehyung's heart beat faster than average. He swallowd thick before turing away trying to calm down his speeding heart.
"Oh yeah," Taehyung clears his throat.
"Seokjin said 'sorry.'" He finishes, hoping to hear Jimin reply.
But when no reply was heard, Taehyung turned to see where Jimin was and where he was, was not where he was now.
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A week, a week has gone by and Taehyung was still in Jimin's shared apartment. At this moment; Jimin was sitting on the kitchen counter, kicking his feet as he waited for the microwave to let out a ding and finish his 2 minute mac and cheese.
"Don't you cook?" Taehyung asks pulling the fridge door open.
"Unless you want the fire department here, I don't cook." Jimin says not looking up from his phone.
Taehyung let out a quiet snicker before looking over at Jimin who was grinning like a complete idiot at his phone. This made Taehyung 1, find him cute and 2, get slightly jealous and curious.
"What you doing?" Taehyung asks heading towards Jimin, trying to look at his phone.
"Nothing." Jimin replies, pulling his phone away.
"Are you texting someone?" Taehyung narrows his eyes.
"Maybe I am, maybe I'm not. What do you care?"
Taehyung grits his teeth together before pulling his emotions together.
"I'm going out." Taehyung suddenly says walking out of the kitchen.
Jimin instantly jumped off the counter chasing after Taehyung, getting to the front door before him.
"No, Seokjin told me to take care of you. He specifically said 'make sure he doesn't get his head kicked in.'" Jimin says, his arms spread as though that will keep Taehyung from leaving.
"Well, promises are meant to be broken." Taehyung rudely rolls his eyes.
"Listen here you-" Jimin's face hardens, sick of Taehyung's attitude.
"-I made a promise and I intend to keep it. So get your ass back to the sofa or to your room. You are not leaving this apartment."
Taehyung stares, blank expression on his face but soon he smiled, then laughed.
"What is so-"
But soft lips against Jimin's caused him to stop mid sentence, it caused him to slowly sink into the kiss, to which may I say, loved.
Taehyung had moved his hands to Jimin's narrow waist pulling him closer, Jimin on the other hand had his hands tangled in Taehyung's hair.
Though then the moment was ruined, Jimin regained his thoughts and pulled away. He starred at Taehyung in complete shock.
"What was that?"
"A kiss Jimin. Why, was it your first?" Taehyung smirks.
In all honesty, yes that was Jimin's first kiss and was it a good one.
"Shut up." Jimin mumbles looking away from Taehyung obviously blushing.
Taehyung lets out a laugh.
"You're not a bad kisser Jimin." Taehyung says before disappearing into his temporary room.
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A / N
4:55am. If this makes you question everything, just blame me. I haven't slept. Well besides that, good morning! No wait, just morning.
