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After Yoongi held me for a solid 14 minutes, I managed to fall asleep. We drove back to his house, my head resting on his shoulder and his right arm around my shoulder.

We pulled up in his parent's garage and he shook me awake.

"Jiminie," he whispered, shaking me lightly, "wake up." I woke up and I swore he mumbled something else. I sat up and rubbed my eyes with my fists, white dots clouding my vision.

I looked beside me and smiled, him following as well. I looked around and realized we were at his house.

"C'mon dude, let's go. Halo is waiting for me!" He exclaimed, opening his door and running for the house. I giggled and opened my door, grabbing my bag and walking towards the door. Once I was inside, I kicked my shoes off and trudged up the stairs to his room.

I opened the door and he was lying there shirtless and in a pair of grey sweatpants. My breathing literally stopped and my heart swelled up.

He looked like a damn greek god lying there. My eyes traveled towards his lower region, widening at the sight.

This boy has a damn hard-on!

Keep you shit under control, Park. Keep your shit-

"Jimin!" I shook my self out of my thoughts. "Y-yeah?" I stuttered.

PARK JIMIN, STOP.

"Quit staring into space and pick up a damned controller!" He laughed out, throwing a pillow at me. I chuckled and threw my bag beside his dresser before plopping on his bed.

*2 hours later*

"Listen," Yoongi began, pausing the game. I turned my head towards him and nodded once. He took a sharp breath in and clapped his hands.

"The 'cash me ousside' girl is trash!" He announced, clapping his hands with every word. I burst into a fit of giggles, laying back and clenching my stomach. Yoongi followed and lied back, closing his eyes.

Have I seen God?

I stared at him while he had his eyes closed. He looks so peaceful lying there.

I've never been more in love.

"So," he began, opening his eyes and sitting up, "wanna stay over?" Fuck yes.

"Yeah, sure! Let me call my mom and ask." I retrieved my phone from my bag and dialed the number. She, of course, said yes and that she'll be leaving for the whole weekend. I said my goodbyes and hung up.

"Yeet, it's gonna be litty." Yoongi said, smiling.

Where's my depression, again?

I cringed at his choice of words and slapped him on the back of the head. He fake passed out for a few seconds before slapping my thigh. His hand lingered there for a few seconds, before he shook his head and removed his hand.

Put it back, ass.

My face flustered a bright red. I could just feel it. "Yoongi?" I began. He looked at me, my breathing stuttering. I blinked a couple times. "I'm hungry."

I wasn't really hungry, I just needed an excuse to kill the awkward vibe.

"Yeah, let's go out. It's boyfriend season and it's a Friday, so plenty of girls will be out." He winked, walking to his closet. He fished out a pair of jeans and threw them to me, followed by a black sweater.

"Get dressed, that uniform won't get you any pussy." I mentally cringed at that word. He still doesn't know I'm pansexual. But I have a stronger attraction to men.

I probably should tell him.

"Uhm, actually," I trailed off. My anxiety flooded over and I almost started to have a panic attack. Yoongi rushed and grabbed my shoulders.

"Hey, calm down it's okay. Breathe, dude, breathe." I calmed my breaths and blurted it out. "I'm pansexual. But, I, uh, have a stronger attraction to guys?" I closed my eyes and braced for the impact.

I just came out to my best friend of 7 years.

My chest clenched and I felt like I was gonna throw up.

"Well, hey. You get the best of both worlds!" He smiled down at me. "I'm your best friend and I fully support you. No matter what." He rubbed my shoulder, which soothed my stomach.

He accepts me.

A smile made it's way onto my face. "Thank you, that really means the world to me." I whispered. He ruffled my hair and went back to his closet. I stood up and got dressed. I fixed my messy hair in his mirror and slid my boots back on.

"Ready?" He asked. He was wearing a black shirt with a denim jacket and black jeans.

Fuck, he looks like heaven.

"Yeah, let's go." We made our way into his car, driving off.

*Yoongi's POV*

Fuck yes.

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A/N: surprise chapter bc why not.

ALSO THE COMEBACK, IM FJCKING BALD YALL LIKE DAMN.

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