Who Are You? [] PJM & MYG YoonMin []

☆One: New Blood☆

          Jimin exits his last class of the day, heading into the crowded halls of his college: Korea National University of Arts. As he pulls his backpack over his shoulder, running a tired hand through his raven hair, his eyes catch the sight of two familiar forms. Two of his best friends and roommates were waiting for him at the end of the hall. Most likely to steal cash for a meal on the way back to their dorm. As he caught up, Jimin wrapped his arms around his taller friend's necks.
"Yah, Taehyungie," Jimin said, turning to the other 95 liner, part of their closeness stemming from their shared birth year. "I'm not buying you another meal."
The younger if the birthday duo grinned, his smile boxy and mischevious, "I don't know what you're talking about. We just came to meet you."
Jungkook, the youngest of their group of friends, chimed in with his playful bunny smirk, "Hyung, we just wanted to walk home together."
Jimin narrowed his eyes on the dark haired boys, knowing every word was mostly a lie. He sighed, hanging his head, "Alright, what do you want?"
Jungkook practically sprang to life, "Lamb skewers!"
Taehyung and Jimin look at the maknae flatly, "You always say that."
"Because I always want it," Jungkook replied, always cheeky despite being so young. "Please, Hyung?"
Seeing Jungkooks pleading face reminding him of his younger brother back in Busan, Jimin caves under his big brown eyes, "Alright. I know a place nearby we can go to that sells seafood for me and Tae too."
"Yeaahhhhhh!" Jungkook, being larger and stronger than the elder, lifted Jimin into his arms and spun him around in celebration of getting his way.
After a mixed argument, Jungkook finally put Jimin down. Allowing the elder to lead the way to grab some dinner.

The three entered a small barbecue place, shifting through the crowded floor to get to their table. Kindly waving over the middle aged owner and placing their orders quickly. As they waited, Jungkook and Taehyung were caught up in conversation about their shared classes. Leaving Jimin to let his mind and eyes wander through the restaurant, enjoying the friendly atmosphere of the small business. Reading the layers of post-it messages on the wall, left by customers. Some of love and of friendship. But one post-it on the wall behind Taehyung caught his eyes. The writing was a bit of a scribble yet somehow legible, 'Stay innocent, be naive. But still dream big. Dream big to the point that it is beyong your ability and endeavor to achieve it. So dream big and don't lose your innocence.' Somehow the note seemed as if it was written specifically for Jimin. He kept himself wrapped in the message, smiling, as their food arrived. The youngers quickly putting the food to sizzle on the grill.
        "Oh, Hyung!" Junkook's joyous voice broke through Jimin's thoughts, pulling his gaze to the door.
      Their other roommate and eldest of their group, Seokjin, entered the restaurant. His normally handsome face lighting up with a smile as he made his way to the table. Taking the open seat beside Jimin, "What are you guys doing here?"
      Jimin pointed to the youngest, already stuffing his face, "Jungkookie wanted lamb skewers. What are you doing here?"
     "We also came for lamb skewers," Jin replied.
    "We?" Taehyung asked through a mouth of rice.
     Jin waved his hand towards the entrance, "Namjoon-ah wanted to take out his friend from class for dinner and his friend also wanted lamb skewers. They're just parking the car."
     At that moment, Namjoon's tall figure sauntered into the restaurant. Full lips spreading into a smile as he made his way towards them. His eyes locked on Seokjin causing Jimin to smirk at their always evident care for each other.
     Namjoon's friend followed suit and Jimin froze at the sight of him. The man was shorter than the others, height similar to Jimin's. His black hair tosselled over his sleepy almond eyes. The black coat and ripped jeans wrapped around his slender figure, contrasted against his flawless milky skin. Jimin's eyes followed the sharp lines of the man's jaw, following it to his small red lips. Their eyes met and Jimin quickly looked away, feeling a blush rise in his cheeks as the pair reached the table. The beautiful mystery man sitting across from Jimin.