What I Like About You • Vmin

two // clothes

Taehyung woke up the next morning to Jimin bashing his face with a pillow. He tried to get the boy to stop, but the attack never ceased.

"Tae, we're going shopping! Wake up!" Jimin dropped the pillow and began to tickle Taehyung, the younger boy trying his hardest to squirm away. "Wake up! Wake up! Wake up! Wake up! Wake up!"

Taehyung sat up with a sigh and flicked his dry tongue over his even dryer lip, cringing at his morning breath. "I'm up. Bring me some water, would ya?"

Jimin practically ran out of the room to bring back a tall glass of ice water with a long blue bendy straw bobbing up and down. Taehyung was sure there was more ice than water, and he has sensitive teeth. He smiled weakly at Jimin before he slipped two inches of the straw past his lips to keep the water from coming in any kind of contact with his teeth. He fixed his eyes on the bobbing ice to avoid the fact that his best friend was staring at him impatiently, his whole body practically buzzing with eagerness.

"Tae hurry up and take a shower so we can go!" Jimin was being especially childish this morning, but Taehyung figured he was just excited to go to the mall.

"Alright, jeez," Taehyung grouched when Jimin grabbed him by the hands and pulled him from the bed. "I'm going, Jimin. I'm going."

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"So I'll tell you the second thing," Jimin piped up from beside Taehyung as they entered the mall. Taehyung all but lit up at the sudden proposal. "Only if we go to Victoria's Secret."

"That's for girls, Jimin," Taehyung mumbled back even though he was in no position to bargain.

"Do you wanna know or not?" This was Taehyung's chance to get the details on Jimin, but is it really worth it? Yes. Yes it is.

Taehyung played with the straps of Jimin's backpack as he walked into the store with his head hung low to evade the possible stares of women in the store. He was too young to have his image stained with being a pervert.

"Go look around, Tae," Jimin tried to push Taehyung off in a separate direction, but the boy was clinging to him as if touching anything in the store would automatically burn his skin and send him to hell. Jimin pushed him again. "Tae, go look around or I'm not telling you anything."

With that, Taehyung walked over to the sports bras, the mannequins taunting him the entire time, mocking him with their lithe figures, albeit headless, adorned by white wings similar to those of an angel. He saw no angel. He saw polka-dotted fabric and impossible standards for sexiness. He browsed the area, looking at the different colors and patterns and shapes and contemplated what the purpose of a sports bra. The way he saw it, bras were made to hold the boob and conceal the nipple, but sports bras seemed too flimsy to hold anything and definitely did not conceal the nipple.

"Can I help you find anything, sir?" Taehyung almost bounced out of his skin when a small woman appeared right in front of him. "Do you know what size you need?"

If Taehyung wasn't embarrassed when he first came in the store, he was now. Roses bloomed across his face and the woman flashed a smile, asking if he needed something to compare.

"Compare?" He was only confused for a second. She meant comparing something to boobs. "No, I think I'll be alright. I'm not buying anything today." The woman smiled again, bowing just slightly before she walked away in Jimin's direction. Curse Jimin, Taehyung thought as he continued to look around at bags and perfumes, curse him and his constant need to embarrass me.

He watched momentarily as the woman spoke with Jimin, a silly smile taking over his face once the woman was finished talking. Taehyung walked away from the section he was in and began smelling the fragrances. Most of them were really strong, too strong for him. He turned around to see if Jimin was still talking to the lady, but he was gone.