Yoongi
Monkey kept popping into my head. He just won't leave me alone.
I open my eyes slowly. Everything was blurry, I blink a few times.
I looked a round, the most painful part was moving my neck, it hurt so much.
Where am I?
I notice someone sitting on the right side of the bed I was laying on. Monkey? What's he doing here?
I tried to get up but my body was too weak to do so.
"Ugh."
Monkey turned his head. I noticed that he had dark circles under his eyes.
"Yah...monkey, I'm thirsty, get me some water." I said with my hoarse voice.
He came up to me and hit my arm.
"Ah!" I touched my arm. "Yah! That hurts! What was that for?"
"Stop calling me monkey! Why am I a monkey?" He pointed at his face. "Is my face monkey-like? Is my body monkey-like? Do I act like a monkey?"
I start laughing weakly.
He hit me again. "Yah! Monkey!"
He hit me again. "Stop calling me that! Explain why you're calling me a monkey."
I just look at him. "You have no swag."
"Like you do. Explain!"
"...*sigh. Fine." I got myself comfortable, or tried to. The bed sure was tiny.
"You know those monkeys that have that big, pink outstanding ass? No idea what they're called. When I went to a zoo and saw those monkeys and noticed that they have a really big, outstanding ass, the very first time I met you those monkeys popped into my head and I thought "he sure reminds me of those monkeys". That's why."
He gasped. "You're-"
Was it just me or did he just blush. No, he flushed.
He hit my arm harder this time.
"Yah! Ok dude what was this one for?"
He looked angry, with a flushed face lol.
"If you call me that once again." He showed me his fist. "I'll break your face into pieces and you won't be able to collect them all. My name is Park Jimin!"
I gulped. "Ok ok I got it."
He was about to leave the room.
"By the way," I started. "Where am I?"
He stopped. "...my house."
"Your house?" I look around. What am I doing here? "Why?"
"You don't remember? I expected that."
"What is it?"
He turned around. "You don't remember the fight? You were hit pretty hard."
"Fight...?" And right at the moment I remembered everything.
Jimin saved me. He sure can fight.
"You sure slept for some time." He clapped with an annoyed expression.
"How long?" It can't be that long.
"Let's see. The fight happened on Thursday, and today is what? Oh! Sunday."
My eyes went wide. "That long? Wha~ I'm impressed, I finally beat my own record!"
"Are you dumb? You're taking that as a joke? It's not normal to sleep this long."
He sighed. My stomach grumbled. "My stomach sure is empty. Can I...have some food?"
He just glared at me. "Get it yourself." Then he just left.
Getting up was the hardest part. As soon as I got in my feet my head was spinning. After some time I finally found the kitchen.
"Wow. How is that possible? Your kitchen is smaller then my bathroom." I sit down in front of Jimin.
"Who needs a bathroom that is bigger then this kitchen?"
I look at what he was eating. "What's that?"
He looked up with a bored expression. "It's called "how about putting some clothing on before walking into the kitchen?" You should try that." He continued eating.
Just then I realized that I had no clothing on. I yelled and ran into the room as fast as possible.
How dare he?! First bring me to the house that is smaller then my living room. Then take off my clothing. Aish!
I look around the room for at least a pair of pants. I found a pair of boxers, and black skinny jeans and a white t-shirt on the floor. I put them on real quick.
The jeans were a little big. The t-shirt was baggy. Is he wearing oversized clothing? Of course he needs oversized jeans, with that ass.
While holding on to the pants I walk into the kitchen. My heart was racing for some reason.
Finally finished~ I hope that you liked chapter 5.
Please comment and tell me what you think. Criticize as much as you need because I need to improve.
Bye bye
~Vic
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