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"hyung, what's your favorite color?"


"white, why?"




jimin smiles at the older, "i think white suits you a lot."






"where did that come from?", yoongi chuckles.







"i dont know either, honestly"






yoongi just rolls his eyes as he pulls jimin closer to him. jimin leaned on his shoulder and yoongi rested his head on jimin's hair as the two watched the sunset from the window.






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"jimin, we're visiting mr. kim at 2pm today."







jimin rolls his eyes at his mother.





mr. kim is his psychiatrist. his mother took him to so many psychiatrists before and jimin hates them.










mr. kim is the only psychiatrist that jimin kind of likes- but not really.











"anyways- your cousins, hoseok and taehyung will come over today. they also brought a friend with them- jeon jeongguk i think?"










"i dont care, im still staying in my room."










mrs. park sighs at her son's behavior. "jimin, this is for your own good. look, yoongi isn-"








"yeah whatever. that's what you think."









jimin spat out venom at anyone who told him that. how could they say that to his bestfriend? thats just plain rude.





mrs. park sadly looked at the wallclock. she sat up from her chair and walked towards the kitchen, "you have a few minutes left, get dressed."



jimin violently stood up from his chair and stomped upstairs to his room.

he grumpily opened the door to see yoongi lying down on his bed.


"whoa jimin, why do you look like you're about to stab a bitch?"

jimin screeches, " dont swear!"



yoongi rolls his eyes and sat up. jimin closed the door behind him and walked over to his closet and pulled some random clothes out.

a light brown sweater, black ripped jeans, and whatever shoe he saw first.


"yoongi-hyung, turn around i'm going to change my clothes."

"why? going to the psychiatrist again?"

"unfortunately."


"that sucks."

yoongi turned around and jimin began pulling his shirt off, "yeah, i know."



he slipped on his sweater and pulled off his sweatpants and replaced it with his ripped jeans.


"okay turn around."


yoongi turned around to see jimin putting on his socks and shoes.


"your hair makes me hungry."


"why?"


"reminds me of chocolate. i should dye my hair soon into another color. blonde is boring."


"blonde suits you,"


"because i look hot?"


"no, because youre boring."





yoongi glares at jimin who just laughed, "sorry sorry, i wanted to take that opportunity."

"wow, sweet. youre as sweet as your hair," yoongi rolls his eyes.



jimin hops over to yoongi and hugs him, "hyu~ung,"


"ew, brush your teeth,"



"rude, i was being sweet!"


"ill get  diabetes if you keep doing that,"




jimin's lips immediately curved up. yoongi smiled back at him.

"now go brush, sweetie,"





《A/N》

some of you might already know where this came from tbh

i just wanted a yoonmin version of it

-nic

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