"Jimin? What are you doing here?" Yoongi woke up, looking at the younger hold him as he slept. "Jimin," he pokes him. "Jimin,"
"Huh? What?" Jimin looks around.
"What are you doing here?" Yoongi asked, clearly confused.
"Well, you were the one who came to my door drunk earlier so I let you in and we talked. Then we went to my room and fell asleep," Jimin yawned.
"Oh," realization came across Yoongi's face. "I'm sorry for disturbing you so early," he chuckles nervously.
"It's fine," Jimin waves it off, "do you want breakfast?"
"If it's fine with you," Yoongi yawns.
"Of course it's fine with me, let's go," Jimin subconsciously entwined their hands and made their way downstairs. "Oh, hyungs," Jimin spots Namjoon and Seokjin cuddling on the couch.
"Morning," they wave tiredly.
"How'd you get in? I took your keys away," Jimin raises a brow.
"Jungkook gave a master key," he shrugs.
"I will strangle that little bitch," Jimin mutters, leading Yoongi over to the dining area. "Anything you wanna eat?"
"I'll eat anything," Yoongi shrugs. Jimin nods and gets breakfast started.
"Knock knock!" Hoseok bursts into the house.
"No, not today, Hoseok. Out, get out," Seokjin snaps.
"What? Why?" Hoseok pouts.
"I love you and all, but I really don't need your loudness today," Seokjin sighs.
"I promise I'll be good!" Hoseok begs.
"Fine, but stay in another room," Seokjin sits back down beside Namjoon.
"Here," Jimin hands Yoongi a plate of food. He gives him a glass of water along with pain killers.
"Thank you," Yoongi blushed.
"You're welcome," Jimin grins, taking a seat.
"I read your tattoo, who's Min Yoongi?" Yoongi asked. Jimin blushed, frozen. He tried to rack up a lie quick.
"He-he's someone I've been loving for a long time. He doesn't remember me, though. It has been a while," Jimin shrugged, forcing a sad smile. "what about you? Who's-" Jimin peeks at his hand, pretending not to know about the name. "Park Jimin?"
"I don't know," he shrugs. "apparently he's someone I know. Maybe an important person. I'm not so sure. Maybe I need to find this Park Jimin so he can tell me what happened,"
"He's right in front of you," Jimin whispered so quietly, only he could hear. "Good luck then," Jimin forced a cheeky smile. They dug into their food, savoring the taste.
"I miss you," Jimin whispered sadly.
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9:16 PM ↦ yoonmin
Fanfiction"it was me the whole time!" jimin cried. "wh-what?" yoongi asked in shock. "it was me," he cries, showing the necklace and tattoo so similar to his, "the whole fucking time." it all clicked. the matching necklaces and tattoos, the way jimin looks...
