boys | yoonmin

thirty two

it was soon morning and jimin had made his way back home. jimin stood at his front door, anxiety running through his body, scared that his mother was going to bite his head off.

"jimin!" grandma park exclaimed, worry spread across her face as she hugged her grandson. "i was worried you wouldn't come back..."

"we both were" grandpa park added, ruffling jimin's hair.

"oh he's back...jimin you need to start packing for australia, our flight is a few days away!" mrs park grumbled, she was serving business executive realness.

jimin didn't even reply, ever since he was young he knew his mother favoured her career over him.

the rest watched as she grabbed her work blazer and dashed out of the house into her expensive car.

"come sit in the living room dear, we need to talk" grandma park chirped.

jimin followed his grandparents into the living room, he sat on the perfect couch, that hadn't seemed to age as his grandparents sat in the ancient – yet classy – red armchairs.

"as we both know, you're very interested in this boy yoongi?" grandma park said trying to cover her smirk.

jimin just nodded, his cheeks becoming red.

"well...we haven't asked yet but we were going to ask your mother — and i use that term lightly — if you'd be able to live with us" grandpa park added, his aged features forming a smile.

"we know you'd be further from yoongi, but it's closer than australia" grandma park smiled, her eyes turning into crescents.

"really?!" jimin almost screamed, bringing his small hands to his flushed cheeks.

"yes really!"

"oh my gosh, thank you! thank you!" jimin spoke, his eyes becoming glossy as he hugged his grandparents tightly.

"go on now, go tell your lover boy" grandma park laughed, ushering the boy to the front door.

jimin did just that, sprinting as fast as his smol legs could, taking the route he took almost everyday. he burst through yoongi's front door, seeing yoongi sat lazily on the couch eating cheetos.

"ever heard of knocking" yoongi mumbled, eyes glued to the tv screen.

"yoongi! yoongi!"

"what? what?"

"guess what?!" jimin beamed with happiness as he crashed next to yoongi, his smile making the older melt.

"for the third time what?" yoongi chuckled, his fingers playing with jimin's hair.

"my grandparents said i could move in with them! and not go to australia with my mum! i know it'll still be a three hour train journey...but i'll still get to see you" jimin blabbers, playing with his hands; a habit he often did when feeling anxious.

"babe, that's amazing!" yoongi exclaimed, tackling jimin, leaving his tan skin in sloppy kisses. "and once i'm eighteen i can drive down to you! and then maybe, we could buy a little flat and decorate it all cute...y'know only if that's okay with you" he added tracing patterns in jimin's skin.

"i'd love that...we could get two cats and we can drink tea in the early morning on our own little balcony" jimin said softly, the exact image painted in his head making him blush.