S T A R V E {yoonmin ff}

_2am_

"Okay babe so how was your day?"
Amber asked while they both laid in Jimins bed.
Jimin drew circles on her back and sighed a little.

"Nothing really. I'll just get another job from the company."

"Great and will you work with Hoseok again?"

"I don't think so. A guy talked to me today and said we'll shoot together."

"Well that's nice right?"

Jimin nod and closed his eyes. Amber snuggled into his chest and they both enjoyed the silence.
When you've been in such a long relationship you don't have to talk that much. It became a routine kinda.

2am
Jimin woke up and found himself alone in his bed.

"Amber left hm?"

Jimin said to himself and got up. He went straight to the kitchen to check if his mother is there. And she was. Jimin smiled when he found his mother sleeping on the couch. She was tired so he got the blankets from his room and covered his sleeping mother.

"Rest and I'll see you tomorrow."

He said and placed a gentle kiss on her head.
He truly loved his mother. He would do everything for her. She was his hero.

Then he took his jacket and went out for a walk. It rained beautifully and the moonlight shined down on him.
He lightened a cigarette.
He loved the city at night. Everything was empty only he and the streetlights. He liked the feeling of being the only one on earth.
He went to the park near the center of the city and laid down in the grass. As he watched the smoke flying up to the stars and the cold raindrops falling in his toned skin he heard footsteps. He turned his head in the direction where the steps came from and unexpectedly saw his model partner.

"Are you my stalker?" Jimin asked chuckling.

"I was about to ask you that." Answered the man.

"You shouldn't be outside this late or smoke."

"And you shouldn't stalk young people."

"Touché"

"Mind joining you?"

Jimin shook his head and continued looking at the sky.
He was surprised that a guy like this joins him laying in the wet grass smoking in the middle of the night.

"Why are you outside?" Jimin asked curious.

"I was still at work and on the way home till I saw a orange haired guy laying on the ground. I thought you would be drunk it high so I checked on you. And you young boy?"

Jimin chuckled on the words 'young boy'.

"I don't know I needed air I guess."

"Ah and the perfect air is smoke from a cigarette."

"Says the guy who smokes." Jimin retaliated.

The man rolled his eyes playfully.
"At least I'm allowed to."

"How old are you?"

"25."

'Oh shit that's a gab.' Jimin thought.

"Min Yoongi btw."

"What?"

"My name."

Just when jimin was about to answer Yoongi put him his cigarette in the youngers mouth and stood up jimin right after.

"Wanna go to me since you don't look like you wanna go home?"

Jimin looked at yoongi and nodded lightly with a smile.
As they walked it was silent. No one dared to talk.

"Yoongi?" Jimin then suddenly spoke up.

Yoongi looked st him symbolizing him to continue.

"Where did you work?"

"At a bar near here."

"Ah and were do you live?"

"Also near here."

'Were not good with smalltalks tho' jimin thought.

Maybe life doesn't suck that much.