21 Days With Him?! (YoonMin)

Chap 3

Yoongi's Pov

"And then he picked my boxer up and held them in his hands."

"Gross! What a perv!"

Currently, I am on the phone with Jungkook; in the bathroom changing into my beach shorts; explaining to him about everything that has happened since I woke up til now.

"Exactly! And now I'm going to be going to a pool with this guy!" I say taking him off speaker and setting the phone to my ear.

A knock at the door interrupts my conversation.

"C'mon Rich Boy! We're about to leave," Jimin yells through the door.

"I'm coming!" I yell back in annoyance. I can almost see him smirking.

"Was that him?" he questions.

"Yeah but Kookie I gotta go I'll talk to you later." I hang up.

I open the door to find Jimin waiting for me, arms crossed. He looks me up and down with a smirk. He leans into my ear.

"Not bad Rich Boy," he whispers. I think he's got a nickname for me.

I roll my eyes. I've been doing it a lot today. He's just been annoying me.

I grab the towel on my bed draping it around my chest. I leave my phone in the room. I sure as hell don't want any "accidents" happening with it. That piece of technology is my life.

We head down to the pool, everyone in either bikinis or just shorts.

"You guys don't mind meeting us there?" Hyesoo asks.

"No not at all we'll take the next elevator," I nod. She's such a sweet woman.

They leave us Namjoon and Seokjin and we wait for the next elevator.

"I'm gonna swim in the deep end," Seokjin exclaims to Namjoon.

"Not if I do first," Namjoon challenges back.

I smile. At least Seokjin made a friend with the enemy's brother.

"Seokjin you can barely swim you won't be going into any deep end," I object.

"You're no fun loser," he sticks his tongue out at me crossing his arms. I scoff.

Namjoon whispers something in Seokjin's ear and he smiles wide. He grabs his hand and they too, just like me and Jimin, wait for the elevator doors to swing open.

"Umm what is going on?" I whisper to Jimin as I gesture to Jin and Namjoon.

"I call it kid love. Watch, come tomorrow and they'll be over each other," he nods.

I shrug. Maybe it's true maybe not. I have a hard time trusting this guy. The elevator dings and we pile inside. Once inside Jimin presses the lobby button and we wait.

I take this moment to look at Jimin. He's got a really nice body. He's wearing black swim trunks and sunshades. His tattoos are artistic and I bet they mean something to him.

"Stop staring at me Rich Boy," he says catching me making me jump a little.

"I have a name you know," I frown.

"Oh I know but Rich Boy suits you just fine," he smirks.

I look away from him. I make a mental note to ask him about his tattoos later.

The elevator dings and slides open. We walk out. We pass the lobby to the pool and go set up at a couple of lawn-chairs. We were pretty much the only ones there.