drift away | j.p. + y.m. (yoonmin)

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"You don't have to walk me all the way home, you know," Yoongi said, stopping suddenly. "I can walk the rest of the way by myself. You don't have to do this."

"Nonsense! I want to." Jimin beamed. "Like I said, you walked me home last time, right? It's my turn now."

"Oh, okay," Yoongi replied awkwardly. He scratched his nose. "Um, since you're already walking me over then, do you want to have a snack at my place?" Jimin's eyes gleamed triumphantly.

"Sure! I am pretty hungry after all of that skating," Jimin told Yoongi, rubbing his stomach.

"Skating? What skating? You literally held onto me the entire time," Yoongi teased.

"Hey, shut up! I skated on my own for a bit too." Jimin pouted. Yoongi grinned and patted Jimin's head.

"You did very well, Jimin-ah," Yoongi praised him playfully. Jimin nodded in satisfaction.

"Hey, what's your house look like anyways? You haven't told me much about it," Jimin piped. Yoongi hummed thoughtfully.

"It's pretty nice...a bit lavish, I guess? My grandparents are kinda well-off, so their house looks really pretty, in my opinion at least. I'll point it out when we can see it," Yoongi answered.

"Ooh, so you're rich? Looks like I've finally found myself a sugar daddy." Jimin joked.

"Shut up," Yoongi replied, rolling his eyes. "I'm not buying you expensive shit just to fuck you."

"Who says you'd be the one fucking me instead of it being the other way around?" Jimin smirked. Yoongi choked on his own spit.

"Look, there's my house," Yoongi said quickly, speeding up his pace and walking away from Jimin. Jimin wolf-whistled.

"Yeah, there's no way that I'd bottom when you have an ass like that."

"J-Jimin!"

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"Um, yeah, so this is my home away from home, I guess. My grandparents should be around here somewhere, they–"

"Yoongi, is that you?" Yoongi's grandfather called out, appearing in front of the two boys as they put on their house shoes. "Oh, and you brought a friend? Who's this? Honey, Yoongi brought his boyfriend over!"

"B-Boyfriend? No, it's not like that, we're not–" Yoongi stuttered, unable to say what he wanted to. Jimin smiled at Yoongi's grandfather and bowed respectfully, bowing to Yoongi's grandmother as well as she entered the hallway.

"Yes, hello. I'm your grandson's boyfriend, Park Jimin. I hope you don't mind the intrusion," Jimin said sweetly. Yoongi turned to stare at him in shock.

"Oh, it's no problem at all. Please, come in! Can I get you anything to eat or drink? Yoongi's grandfather and I were just about to have some tea," Yoongi's grandmother told Jimin.

"That sounds perfect. Can I help you prepare or anything?" Jimin offered. Yoongi's grandmother shook her head.

"You just wait here, dearie. It should be done soon, so don't worry about it. Come, come! Let's all sit in the living room, shall we?" Yoongi's grandmother responded. She led Jimin to the living room and winked at Yoongi while Jimin was looking around in awe before heading to the kitchen.

"Your house is really nice," Jimin complimented, facing Yoongi's grandfather. "How long have you lived here?"

"Many, many years. We've had this house ever since we'd gotten married, but we just started living here since we retired. How about you?"

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sorry this sucks and is late. I fell asleep and forgot to press publish. linked song is "waking up" by pvris. gn. have a good day. ty for the support. see you next week.