pure ✧ yoonmin

two

"You look really good tonight, I've never seen you in all black before. It suits you." Hoseok said, trying to get the younger that was currently ignoring him to speak.

"Jimin, you can't ignore me all night. You're the one who agreed to go." Hoseok said, tapping the boy's shoulder trying to get his attention, but the younger didn't budge, his eyes focused on the road.

After hearing Hoseok sigh for what seemed like the tenth time, Jimin snapped, "You know you wouldn't have left me alone if I hadn't of agreed, Hobi."

"I'm sorry, Jiminie, I just don't know Jin like you do, it would have been awkward if I had showed up al-" Jimin cut him off, "Its okay. I'm just nervous."

"Don't be nervous. I won't let anything happen to you. You're stressing over nothing." The older said, smiling at the younger who just huffed and turned up the radio.

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After a few more minutes of driving, the boys pulled up to the party, seeing multiple cars pulled in the driveway. Jimin decided to just park on the side of the road so no one could get the chance to block him in.

Him and Hoseok stepped out of the car as Jimin observed his surroundings. The house was pretty big, and there really wasn't any houses close by. Apparently this was his Jin's grandparents house, and he was supposed to be house sitting while they were on vacation. Jimin shook his head at the thought, not understanding how his friend could lie to his own family like that.

He could clearly hear the loud music and they weren't even half way up the driveway yet. There were a few people out in the yard smoking, and a bunch of people scattered on the large front porch.

Hoseok led the way inside, immediately being greeted by a bunch of his friends. Jimin on the other hand stood behind him, fidgeting with his fingers and staring at the ground.

"There's so many people." He thought, feeling suffocated by his surroundings already.

"C'mon, Jiminie, I'm gonna go get a drink." Hoseok yelled over the loud music, pulling Jimin in the direction of where his other friends were going.

Jimin didn't like this. He didn't like this at all. He felt uncomfortable being surrounded by all these people he didn't know. 

 He recognized most of the people here from school, but he wasn't friends with any of them, since his only friends were Hoseok and Jin. They were the only ones who dealt with his innocence and respected him enough to not tease him about it.

So, he tugged back on Hoseok's hand, getting the older to turn around and look at him. "It's okay, you go do whatever I'm gonna go get some air." He yelled, making Hoseok give him a look. "I'm fine, Hobi. I'm gonna go step outside for a second, I'll be right back. If I can't find you I'll text you."

"Okay, please hurry, I really want you to have fun, Jimin. When you come back in we can dance!" Hoseok smiled, patting Jimin on the back before turning around back to his other friends.

Jimin ran a hand through his hair, letting out a breath.

 'I can't go back out front, we literally just came in. That would be awkward.'

So instead, he fought through the crowd of people trying to find an empty room, but they all seem to be occupied. He eventually found a set of glass doors that lead out to the balcony, but seeing that there were at least four couples shoving their tongues down each other's throats he immediately cringed and practically ran in the opposite direction.

After walking down every hall on the top floor, he decided his little walk would have to be good enough and he needed to go find Hoseok. As time passed by it seemed that more people just kept rolling in, and the music seemed to be getting louder and louder. He felt like he had to walk through twice as many people on his way back down, but it could also be that he was just more irritated the second time around.

As he turned the corner to go back downstairs, someone had ran into him, making him fall down.

He immediately started apologizing, even though it wasn't his fault.

"I am so sorry!" Jimin said, cheeks going red in embarrassment, not even bothering to look up at the man towering over him.

"Holy shit, are you Park Jimin?" The man said, making Jimin look up only to be met with a familiar face, but Jimin couldn't think of his name. Jimin just nodded, still sitting on the floor.

"What the hell? I thought you were a goody goody. Like, I didn't know you even partied." The blonde said, looking the boy up and down, admiring his dark attire. Yoongi barely paid attention to Jimin at school, but when he did the boy was always dressed like a complete dork in his opinion, so the tight black skinny jeans paired with a black t shirt he was wearing, topped off with a leather jacket definitely got his attention.

"I-uh- I don't." Jimin stammered, finally scooting back a little so he had room to stand up. "W-who are y-you?"

"I'm Yoongi. We have geometry together, and I'm friends with Hoseok. He tells me a lot about you," The blond paused, looking the boy over again, just to be sure it was really the Jimin he had heard so much about. "But seeing that you're here, i feel like a lot of those things can't be true..." Yoongi said, crossing his arms over his chest as he stepped closer to the younger, only making him step back.

"I d-don't know what y-you mean..." Jimin said, adverting his gaze to the floor. "I-I came here with Hoseok, he b-begged me to c-come."

"The Jimin he tells me about would not be caught dead at a party."

"I-I only came c-cause he wanted m-me too." Jimin said, his voice getting smaller and smaller. Hearing the words come out of the older's mouth only made him feel worse. He shouldn't be at a party. This is so wrong of him.

Yoongi smirked again, but the younger didn't notice, since he was staring at the floor.

"Well, Jimin, why don't you come get a drink with me." Yoongi said, wrapping an arm around the younger's shoulder, smirking as he felt him tense underneath him.

"I-uh-no thanks. I don't drink." Jimin said, staring at the arm that was placed around his shoulder. He hated being touched, even if it was a simple action like this.

"Who said it had to be alcohol? Unless- you don't drink soda either. In that case, I'm sure they have tap water." Yoongi replied, leading them down the stairs. Since his arm was around the shorter boy Jimin really didn't have a way of objecting, and instead just bit his lip out of nervousness.

Yoongi brought Jimin into the kitchen, immediately opening the fridge and grabbed two cokes.

"It's a bit crowded in here, go wait in the lounge and I'll bring your drink to you." Yoongi said, giving Jimin a smile, but as soon as the boy nodded and turned to walk away, the smile faded into a mischievous grin.

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