forty-seven; TALK
the smile that jimin wore didn't wear off for the rest of the day.
but it did once he was standing in front of his apartment. yoongi lives with him. how could he forget that? jimin sighed and walked to the stairs to sit on them.
he had two choices; one, to go into his apartment and talk to yoongi about everything. or avoid yoongi yet again and live with jungkook.
he wanted to choose none of the options. talking with yoongi was something which required patience and he knew that if yoongi sweet talked him, his feelings for yoongi may take best of him. but that'd be him cheating on jungkook; even though they weren't dating, he had a promise to keep.
on the other hand, living with jungkook for another night was not a good work on his keeping distance pact.
jimin decided to ask seokjin if he could stay for the night. he took out his phone to call him but someone grabbed his cellphone.
he looked up to see yoongi.
"come inside. we need to talk."
❝talking solves certain things❞
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