iCare|| Sequel to iMatch [OLD]

||Part Ten||

"What does Jimin have that I don't?" 

***

Yoongi disregared Jungkook's comment and quickly bought the first ticket to America there was, though it might not have been Calfornia, it was particularly close.

Suga:

Where exactly does Jimin live?

GOD(OFDESTRUCTION):

y

Suga:

I want to surprise him 

GOD(OFDESTRUCTION):

XXXX on XXXXX street

Suga: 

That's a really weird name

GOD(OFDESTRUCTION):

It's in english duh

***

Yoongi smiled at the ticket in his hand. He looked at his luggage before letting out a giggle of happiness. He looked at his phone for a moment until two hands covered his peripheral vision. "Guess who~" the voice chimed as he let out a grunt of annoyance. 

"Annoying Guard Number One?" Yoongi guessed as he removed the pair of hands that shielded him. The other frowned at his response and gave weak shake of his head. 

"I have a name, thank you very much."

"It's not like I know it."

"Maybe because I don't want you knowing it."

"Then don't complain when I call you Annoying Guard Number One."

The other scoffed before looking at the ground and smiled, "Where's Cutie, anyway? I keep bumping into your and your friends, but Cutie is nowhere in sight."

Yoongi cocked a brow and tilted his head a bit, "Excuse me?" 

The guard smiled pleasantly while putting his hands behind his back and rolling onto the balls of his feet. The older looked at him awkwardly and shrugged. 

Two hours pass and finally his plane gets called. He walks along to where they instruct him. He walks over and sees a familiar head of a certain someone in a distance. Yoongi plops down on his seat and suddenly a stranger sits next to him.

Yoongi wasn't one to strike up a random conversation, but once his eyes landed on the boy he was rather alarmed to see Jungkook flashing him his signature smile. 

***

Jimin was watching as Namjoon and Jin spoke in hushed voices. He tried to pick up some words but all he heard was the word ''butt'' over and over again. But he was sure they weren't talking about such a thing. Especially Jin, he thinks that word is repulsive. 

Ass is the alternative for him. 

Finally Jimin grew bored of watching the two males whisper nonesense amongst each other and waddled around the house and noted how this home gave a cozy vibe unlike his last one. Jimin admits, he likes the color pink, and pastel things, but to a certain extent. 

Appearantly Jin's passion for such colors is infinite, and he's thinking of painting the walls once more. But Jimin is rather fond of the green walls around the house. He likes the silver utensils, he likes his cute little brown bed. 

He hummed a soft tune at the thought of all the furniture going back to how it was before. Pink, purple, and blue. Jimin then ran to the older men, who were discussing something that was rather important, and frowned. 

"Jinnie~ I don't want you to paint the walls again." Jimin frowned and Jin looked at him with a perplexed expression, Namjoon leaned in to whisper something and Jin gasped in an inaudible volume and nodded, "Okay Jiminnie, we won't paint the walls. Go back to bed."

Jimin nodded and waddled back to his bed and got his phone out.

Unknown:

I'm coming over. Sound good?