for you // jikook

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Author POV

the loud blaring of seokjin's alarm clock scared him awake causing him to fall of his bed.

"fuck," he whispered as he rubbed the back of his head, " why is that fucking alarm so loud?"

he got up and unplugged the alarm clock from the outlet.

"god, you're so fucking annoying."

he looked around and noticed a still sleeping jimin.

"how the fuck can he still be asleep after that loud ass noise?"

he slowly walked towards him and sat on his bed and started to gently shake him.

"jimin, it's time to wake up if you want to go to school," he whispered.

jimin stirred in his sleep and mumbled a slurred version of "i'm trying to sleep."

seokjin tried shaking him awake again, this time more rough but jimin wouldn't budge.

seokjin sighed and got up.

"i wanted to do this nicely because we don't know each other yet but i guess you want it the hard way," he says to himself as he walks towards the kitchen and fills a cup with water. he runs as fast as he can without spilling any water back to his room and splashes it all over jimin's face.

jimin shoots up and screams in anger. "seokjin what the hell!?"

"yay! you're awake! now go get ready for school."

jimin groaned while lazily rolling towards the edge of his bed and falling off making an "oof" sound.

looking at the time and calculating how much time would be necessary if both of them were to take showers, seokjin realises there isn't enough time. walking awkwardly towards jimin he thinks of how to tell him.

"hey jimin, uh, i kind of didn't think about how long it'd take if we were both to shower in the morning so only one of us can shower."

jimin makes an 'O' shape with his mouth and then makes a small pout.

"since you're the guest, you can shower if you'd like. i already showered last night so i'll be fine. lemme just brush my teeth before you shower, alright?"

jimin nods and quickly gathers his clothes and shower necessities. he showers quickly, about 15 minutes, and puts on his outfit for the day. washed light pink sweatshirt under white overalls and white converse. he looks in the mirror trying to decide wether or not to wear glasses but decides on wearing them in the end.

he quickly walks out of the bathroom, dirty laundry in hand, and walks back towards his room.

"uh, seokjin, where do i put this?" he awkwardly asks while gesturing to the clothes balled up in his hands.

"oh, that, you put in there," seokjin responds and points to a hamper with 'Jimin' written in Hangul on a piece of tape on the side.

jimin walks to the hamper and throws his clothes in it before going towards a plain, pastel blue backpack.

"seokjin, i forgot to ask yesterday, but how old are you?"