grim ; yoonmin [original]

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TO get jimin's mind off of the stressful events from this week, taehyung came up with an idea that would surely cheer jimin up.

"tae, i don't feel like dancing right now." taehyun's large hands encircled his friend's wrist as he dragged him into the studio. it was a monday night, so he didn't have any classes to teach. this being said, he'd rather be at home.

upon entering the room, jimin gave a light laugh and an amused chuckle. the space was decorated comfortably with a projector, a screen and an abundance of pillows and blankets. a few plushies of animals and cartoon characters also littered the floor, making jimin want to dive into them.

"taehyungie," the older cooed, pinching his friend's cheeks with his stubby fingers. "this is so cute! i love you so much." he squished tae's cheeks together, making his lips resemble a fishes mouth.

"no, you're the cute one!" taehyung brought his own hands up to jimin's face, squeezing it the way his was.

it was an odd sight if another person were to walk into the room; two adult men squishing each other's faces.

taehyung pulled away seconds later, skipping over to an area that had a bundle of blankets. he uncovered a deep blue one and revealed a stash of snacks. "turn up!" he grabbed a pack of gummy worms, thrusting it into the air with a fist bump.

"taehyung, don't you dare say—"

"we's aboutta get—" tae took a deep breath before sassily tilting his head and positioning a hand on his hip, his other hand still in the air, "—lit!" he shouted.

jimin shook his head at his friend, but wouldn't deny that tonight was going to be just what he needed to clear his head.

an hour and a half into the fun, and the room had become messier than it previously was. items were tossed about the floor, wrappers were left discarded, and the boy's were seemingly delirious.

instead of a movie playing on the projected, they instead began to watch music videos and occasionally play karaoke version of songs. this time, however, tae put on a lyric video to a song they both couldn't help but yell along to.

"how you skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, you ain't got no damn whip, only rentin' for the hour then it's back to über trips," the two jumped around the room, yelling the lyrics until their vocal chords hurt.

jimin carefully jumped around the room, making sure not to slip on a cover or trip over a pillow. he couldn't afford any stupid injurie.

taehyung, on the other hand, was kicking up pillows with high-kicks and head banging to the loud, up-beat music. he resisted the urge to dab being that jimin told him whenever he did so, a year was taken off of his life.

the two boys were free of their worries and utterly careless. they were high on nothing but good feelings and friendship. jimin knew he needed this, and he'd thanked taehyung over a hundred times in his head.

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unedited af y'all
this chapter is weird lol