Dead II Yoonmin

8

Jimin's pov.

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We finally made it to Jin's house. I pull the keys out the ignition and get out of the car. I walk around and look at Yoongi through his rolled up window.

"Are you coming?"

"Do I have to?"

"Yes."

He nods his head and looks down. I sigh as I know exactly what he wants me to do. I pull the car door handle open and hover him as I go to undo his seat belt. Once I do, quickly I get out of there.

"Why's your face so red, it's almost as red as these."

He grabs the tomato from the bag and squishes it.

"Hey, no."

I take the tomato from his hand and throw it back in the bag. We keep on walking until we're in front of a tall apartment building.

"Why's it so big, what the hell are those?"

I look at Yoongi and see him approaching a dog. I try to grab his shirt but of course I fail and he gets closer. Oh no what if he bites of his finger?...Well it's not like he'd feel it. I look down and see him petting the small dog. He's smiling as he ran his fingers through the dog's curly hair. It was quite adorable sight, but we have else where to be. I push the door open and walk through it. I hear it close but a banging follows. I look back and gasp from the sight before me. I let the heavy door close in Yoongi's face, his nose to be more exact.

"Sorry!"

He backs away and I push the door open for him. He glares at me but I don't much mind to his stare, his nose has my attention. It's crooked.

"I'm sorry Yoongi! Here let me se- oh my god!"

He put two fingers on his nose and twist it back into place, an unamused expression on his face the entire time.Oh right he can't feel. I chuckle nervously and turn back around.

"We're riding in the elevator by the way."

He doesn't  put up a fight. He simply walks into it and holds the railing. As we begin to move up he clenches his eyes shut and I can see him praying for it to be over. I try to suppress laughter until we arrive. 

"That was terrible." He says as quickly rushes off. 

"You make it fun."

We walk down the hall to apartment we came to. A knock on the door was all that was needed before Jin opens the door, his apron on and messy hair to cover some of his sight. He doesn't bother to question the dead boy behind me, he rushes us in. He runs back to  the stove where something was cooking. I direct Yoongi to sit on the couch and hand him my phone. It was like he was my child and the only way to get him to leave me alone was with a device. I redirect myself to the kitchen where Jin was already making use of what he asked me to bring.  

"I'm sorry for taking so long, are you sure cooking was the better than just going out to eat?"

"Of course! This is Joonie and I's six year anniversary Jimin."

I nod and lean on the counter as he cooks away. I honestly wonder how two people have been able to stay together that long, it's weird. Like how can you stand a person for that long?

"You're making dessert?"

I watch him throw an egg into a brown mixture and stir it together. He nods his head as he looks to the recipe in front of him. 

"Why? He can just have you."

Jin rolls his eyes and pushes me aside as he reaches for something. He completely disregards my comment and points to the living room. 

"So whose your little friend?"

"Oh that's Yoongi, I picked him up at a graveyard. He's been dead for two years"

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Its the weekend and yet i feel so stressed urgh

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