Not Today || Yoonmin #Wattys2017

Come Home

Jimin's POV
The rest of the day I stayed locked up in my room and trying hard to pretend that I didn't exist. Around dark, my mum and Mr. Min came home; my mum happily chattering away while the stoic man listened with a light smile gracing his mouth.

For the majority of the day Yoongi hadn't knocked on my door, he hadn't called out for me and he hadn't asked me to join him to watch a movie or hang out in his room- which I was puzzled over whether or not to feel depressed or relieved. I was getting ready for the party when a light knock came from behind my door.
Yoongi walked in and stopped in front of me, eyeing me from head to toe.

"You look good, Minie." His voice was laced with regret and the fidgeting of his hands at his sides led me to believe he was
I scowled at him and applied concealor underneath my eyes and blended it so the dark circles weren't as noticeable.
As soon as I looked at least a little bit acceptable, I slipped on my Dr. Martins and made my way past the dark haired boy standing in the doorway.
I could hear the loud clunks behind me, leading me to believe that Yoongi was right behind me.

"Jimin, let me drive you. It's raining." He spoke gruffly from the kitchen as I checked myself in the mirror. I peered outside at the dark clouds and crackling of light bursting through the sky. Loud booms of thunder seemed to almost shake the house and the power went out, leaving us both in the dark.

"Oh! Boys are you okay?" My mum called from her room, Mr. Min sending a hum of response from the garage.

"We're fine, mum." I called, walking into the kitchen to search for the lethargic emo. "Yoongi?"
The sound of his low, silky laugh echoing off the walls made chills go down my arms and my arm hair prickle. I closed my eyes and huffed, growing tired of his bullshit. I murmured to him that whatever he was trying to pull wasn't funny. After a while of blindly rattling around in the dark, I decided I'd just take my chances outside in the rain and if I was lucky maybe I'd get struck by lightning or die of hypothermia.
Turning the knob, walking through the door, and down the sidewalk without an umbrella I made my way towards the college. I opened my phone in the hopes of finding a text or two to keep myself busy on the way, but was disappointed in finding my notifs empty.
The rain patterned down and kissed my eyelashes and nose when I closed my eyes and embraced the cold.
It was mid-November and the trees were turning warm colors and shedding their leaves along the sidewalks.

"Oof- shit!" I squeaked as my body collided with a much bigger, taller one. Sting arms wrapped around my waist and held me up before my ass could land in a puddle.

"Hey, Chiminie." Chanyeol's deep voice rang in my ears. My head snapped up and a light gasp fell from our mouths.
His bangs fell across his eyes and his breath smelt of watermelon Sour Patch. I could feel the warmth of his body pressed against mine and his eyelashes just nearly missed my own every time his wide eyes blinked.
In short, we were kinda invading each others space a bit to much.
As always, a rough cough brought us out of our little galaxy and back into the rain.
He was stopped in his car, leaning his head out the window, just a bit, to stare us down.

"Jimin, I thought you were gonna ride with me." Yoongi scowled, side-eyeing the oversized hobbit standing next to me.

"I never said I'd ride with you." I snapped, turning around, grabbing hold of the curly haired boy's hand marching down the sidewalk. Yoongi drove alongside us with a grim expression.

"You're gonna catch a cold. Please, just get in the car brat." I flipped him off with my other hand and continued walking with Chanyeol down the pavement. "C'mon, mum will get mad at me for 'not being a good brother' just get in."