Redamancy | Yoonmin.

Y O O N G I.

"Why do you act this way?"

"What way?"

"Like a brick wall."

"It's easier that way."

"Handing us water without being able to look at us straight in the eye is easier for you?"

"Jimin, you're the only one he actually looks at," Jungkook chimed in.

When I woke up in the morning, I went to turn on to my side to get a better look at the clock. My legs were tangled up and there was slight weight on my shoulder, restricting me to move. I looked down and saw that Jimin's head had successfully nestled itself into my neck, his chin on my shoulder and one of his legs in between mine. My lips were twitching.

I didn't want to move, I didn't want to disturb him because I could feel his warm breath against my neck and it ran chills throughout my body from how it made me feel. I usually woke up after Jimin, but it seemed he was just really tired.

Eventually, I heard a knock on the door and I prayed to whatever was up there that it wasn't my mother and if it was, she wouldn't open the door. I just stayed quiet in hopes whoever it was, would think I was still asleep. With eyes fixed on the door, they seemed to walk off, but the knock was loud enough to wake Jimin up from the looks of it. He was starting to move and he took a deep breath in, eyes finally blinking open.

He seemed to have a moment of realization and shot his head up at me, eyes wide and wild. I just let out a chuckle under my breath and then tilt my head as I watched the expression on his sleepy but awake face. "You look like you've seen a ghost," I say, my voice deeper than I would like it to be.

"Well, you are pretty white," Jimin joked. I scoffed and pushed my now free hand against his face, shooing him away so I could finally sit up.

"I'm going to shower and pretend I didn't hear you just insult me. I take pride in my skin," I said, about to sit up but I was pulled back down by my wrist. "Wait," Jimin said who had moved to sit on his knees. He tilted my head towards him with his soft fingers and planted his lips firmly against mine. When he pulled away, he looked over my face and then started to smile - his eyes transforming into crescent moons. "I just had to make sure I wasn't dreaming," he said, which only made me shake my head and finally stand up. However, I quickly took a pillow off my bed and then pushed it against Jimin's face, making him fall back down on his back with a laugh.

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After we both showered (individually) and got dressed, we filled our stomachs with my mother's cooking and then were pleasantly surprised to have the house to ourselves. Jimin had to borrow more clothes of mine, but I didn't mind. As long as it was him, it was acceptable.

Since nobody was home, Jimin and I had been in the living room just talking when I had to get up to let Holly out of her cage. When I came back, Jimin was standing up and he closed the distance between us by walking up to me and wrapping his arms around my neck. My hands cupped the outline of his hips as he pressed our foreheads together with some sly smirk on his face. "Don't make me smack that thing off your face," I said and he just parted his lips and let out a sigh. "What you said last night," Jimin started, "You meant it?" I blinked a few times, but then nodded my head, looking at how brown his eyes were. "I know I can be a dick, but I wouldn't joke about something like that."

"I just needed to make sure," he whispered before letting the tip of his tongue drag across his bottom lip - mesmerizing me.

We both jumped at the sound of a knock on the front door, our heads turning to it and our arms dropping from each other. "It's probably Ryom," Jimin said, the look on his face making my heart heavy. I looked away and then walked up to the door, opening it up to see...

A walking sunshine.

Nevermind, it was just fucking Hoseok.

My head turns over my shoulder very briefly to look at Jimin who realizes who it is. The look on his face was even worse now.

"Yoongi! I was missing you!" Hoseok chimed, his arm wrapping around my shoulders as he welcomed himself in.

"What are you -," I mumbled. "Oh, Jimin! You're here?" Hoseok interrupted me, shutting the door behind him with his foot.

Yeah, he's here.

But for how long after this?