Techni-Color | YoonMin

Chapter 2.5

A/N: So this is a special chapter from Jimin's POV :) Enjoy guys!

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Bolting upright in my bed, I look around the dark room, still disoriented from being woken up. Waiting a moment for my senses to return to me, I was once again assaulted by the pounding noise that had roused me in the first place. Growling to myself, I swing my legs over the side of the bed, my feet unable to reach the floor from my position. Sliding down off the bed, I flinch as my bare feet make contact with the cold, tiled floor of my studio apartment.

My feet shuffle across the floor, my body moving on auto-pilot towards the source of the noise.

"Fuck!" I bite out as sudden pain flares from my foot, the sensation pushing all remnants of grogginess from my mind. I glare down at my couch, blaming it as if it had purposely moved into my path.

Moving around it, I make my way to the source of the annoying pounding: my front door. Looking through the peephole, I'm met with the sight of a too-close brown eye as the visitor tries to peek through from the other side. Having heard my footsteps approach, he spoke, his voice muffled through the door.

"Jimin, open the door! I know you're there!"

Sighing, I pulled back the dead-bolt. I opened the door and side-stepped quickly to avoid being trampled as my best friend rushes past me.

"Tae," I sigh, rubbing my eyes. "What are you doing here? What time even is it right now?"

"It's 7:30, Jimin. What are you even doing sleeping?" Taehyung turns to face me, annoyance causing his features to scrunch up. "I've pounding at your door forever!"

"My days and nights are all switched up. I had to work the night shift, Tae. You know I work all night on Tuesdays," I brushed past him, making my way to the kitchen to get some coffee in me.

"Yeah, well you won't have to for much longer." Taehyung's words froze me in my steps.

Whipping around to face him, I felt my eyes grow wide.

"What do you mean by that, Tae?" A smile spread across his face. I took large steps towards him, reaching up to place my hands on his shoulders as I stared into his face.

"Haven't you checked your phone at all today?"

I flew towards my bed to pick up the small glass rectangle sitting on the stand beside it, all thoughts of coffee being pushed from my mind as hope engulfed me. I unsteadily unlocked my screen, my shaking fingers almost causing me to drop my phone. I checked my emails, a cry of excitement flying from my lips.

"Yes!"

I ran to Tae, wrapping my arms around his waist, squeezing him to me.

"They chose us, Tae! Us!"

I looked up at him, meeting his sparkling eyes.

"I know! I told you they'd choose us!" Tae exclaimed, his deep voice ringing throughout the room. "I ran over here as soon as I saw the message."

"Does Jungkook know yet?" I asked, curious about the third member of our little group.

Taehyung shrugged, "I'm not sure yet. I was gonna go over there after I came here."

"Let me get dressed and I'll come with you," I said, making my way to my dresser and throwing the top drawer open.

"Suit yourself," Taehyung said lazily, sitting himself down on my couch as he waited for me to finish getting dressed. Not even caring that Taehyung was right there, I hastily threw on a pair of black pants and turned back to my dresser. Grabbing the first shirt I saw, I slid the white material over my head. I rushed to the bathroom and ran a brush through my pink hair, not really worried about how it looked.