Crazy about you [COMPLETE]

16- You have no jam, Jiminie.

«Oh, look Chim Chim, Hobi wished me good morning. Isn't he the cutest thing ever?».

«Sure, Tae, sure. What about helping me out with breakfast? It's ten in the morning. Isn't it a bit late for a "good morning" text?» Jimin mocked, pouring some milk into a glass.

«He's not an early bird, so what? He is cute and you are just jealous because Yoongi-hyung has sent you nothing. – V scoffed, spreading some Nutella on a slice of bread – By the way ... You have no jam, Jiminie. You'd better ask your mum to buy some.».

His friend chuckled trying to hide his now red cheeks behind the glass: actually, Suga had sent him something earlier that morning, but since it was something definitely private -"Dreamt about you. Woken up with a boner. 'Morning baby."- he had just decided not to mention it.

«Ah, stop it. Just eat and shut up. No one ever died due to a lack of jam. Plus – he added – I prefer Nutella. » he pointed out, sinking his finger into the jar to pull it out covered in chocolate.

He quickly pushed it in his own mouth, earning a sly smile from Taehyung.

«What?» he asked, as he finally succeeded in licking it clean.

«I bet that that's exactly what you do with Yoongi-hyung when you practice together, am I wrong, Jiminie?» Tae mocked, miming a blowjob.

«Ah, fuck off. You are just jealous because I'm better than you at giving heads.».

«Go to hell, Jimin. And make sure you buy yourself some jam on your way there.».

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Tae left after lunch, and Jimin locked himself up in his bedroom.

For the first time in a while, he was actually alone: those last weeks had been filled with exciting events, new friends and Min Yoongi, and being just by himself made Jimin feel both lonely and relieved at the same time.

He decided to focus on his next History test and do some Maths exercises just to keep his mind busy.

Two hours later he was done with studying and began to freak out due to the lack of company.

He turned the stereo on to dance along with his favourite song, but he quickly got tired.

He decided to send Yoongi a text to check on him and he immediately mentally kicked himself for being so clingy.

Luckily, right before Jimin could throw his phone against the wall, a message buzzed on the display: Yoongi had answered.

YG – 15:47 _ *Hey baby. I'm fine. Quite busy right now. Tty tonight.*

JM – 15:48 _ *Sorry, I didn't mean to bother you. Tty tonight.*

Jimin sighed: he could be so childish sometimes. He grabbed his phone again.

JM – 15:53 _ *You busy?*

JK – 15:55 _ *Not really. Why?*

JM – 15:57 _ *Meet me at the cafè?*

JK – 15:59 _ *Be there in 15*

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They met outside the cafè and entered the local together.

«Let me guess, your boyfriend is busy, Tae is with Hoseok and I am your last hope.» Kookie teased, ordering a Fuzzy-peach frappuccino.

«I could have called Jin-hyung, you know? Or Namjoon. Don't be so hard on yourself. I like spending time with you.» Jimin pointed out, grabbing the pinkish drink the bartender was handing him.