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thirteen

I swipe the pillow that was previously under my head, and cover my face with it, letting out a loud groan of frustration. I roll my eyes at the sound of my alarm blasting through my messy room.

Wake me up
Wake me up inside
I can't wake up
Wake me up inside
Save me

i shift around in my bed letting the annoying alarm go off for a bit, thinking maybe if I think hard enough it'll just shut up. i was wrong.

after letting it go off for a good minute, I reach over on my nightstand propping myself up on my elbow and aggressively turn off the alarm.

i plop back down on my bed staring at the ceiling. come on jimin, today's your friday. get through dancing today, and you got a whole weekend to yourself.

i jump out of my bed feeling pumped up with the mini pep talk I had to myself. quickly getting dressed, i put on a black and white striped long sleeved shirt, and dark blue denim shorts.

once I finished getting ready completely I started walking out of my apartment and to my car, to start heading over to the dance studio. today hoseok and i weren't practicing the choreography with the kids. Friday's were the days jungkook, hoseok, and I practiced in the studio for our own performance we were doing.

after a dreadful 15 minute drive I arrive at the place and greet jungkook and hoseok.

"hey guys" I set my stuff down, with the rest of there's and walked over to where they were standing to set some stuff up. they turn their heads over to me, Hoseok smiled and waved, while Jungkook attacked me with a hug.

"you ready, hyung?" he asked pulling away. I shrug, "yeah, im just exhausted." he raised an eyebrow giving me a questioning glance, "why are you so tired? the jimin I know always goes to bed early."

about to answer, I hear hoseok laugh a little and I look over in his direction, he smirks and answers for me, "because he stayed up talking to his boyfriend."

my eyes widen and I punch his shoulder and jungkook stares at me shocked. "Hyung you have a boyfriend!?" he asks me.

I shake my head and quickly answer, "no! I don't!" I assured him, then turned to face hoseok who was still smirking slightly shaking his head, "and he's not my boyfriend hyung, and I did not stay up talking to him all night! I went to bed eventually okay..."

he leans in and whispers to jungkook, "yeah..but he did call him daddy last night" I stare at them embarrassed, "h-how did you know that?" I asked.

"Yoongi wouldn't shut up about it this morning." He tells me and starts going back to setting up stuff for our dance practice.

A confused and shocked jungkook grabs my shoulders and shakes me and he half shouts at me, "hyung! Who is this man that you're calling daddy? And why haven't you mentioned him to me?"

I pull away from his grasp and try to calm him down "aish..relax Jungkook, I didn't mean to say that to him.. I was really tired and just accidentally typed it. His name is Yoongi and sorry I haven't mentioned him to you. I didn't think it was very important."

"How do you accidentally call someone da-" he starts to talk, but I cut him off not wanting to talk about this anymore, "Can we just start practicing? We can talk about this later, Jungkook."

The brown-haired boy frowns at me but nods, and the three of us move to the middle of the white studio ready to start practicing the choreography we've been learning.