FATE // vminkook

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"My parents like you," Jimin says as the two boys start to get undressed for bed.

Taehyung smiles, "Really?"

"Yeah. My dad told me you can stay."

Taehyung smiles as he grabbed his pajamas, "That's good. Imma take a shower," he says and walks out the door.

Jimin changed and jumped on the bed, scrolling through his social media. He smirks when he sees that Namjoon followed him on Instagram. Jimin followed back and stalked his page. It was mostly him in the studio and him posing outside with a nice outfit.

There was a knock on the door and his mother came in, "Jimin, Namjoon is coming to the studio tomorrow. He was wondering if you wanted to hang out."

Jimin smiled, "Yeah, sure. Can I bring my friends?"

She shrugs, "I don't care."

She kisses his head before walking out. Jimin plugs his phone up and waits for Taehyung to come in to tell him the news.

"Jimin, I used all the body wash," Taehyung says when he enters with a wet head.

"Okay. Guess what!"

Taehyung jumps on the bed, "What?"

"You and Jungkook get to meet Namjoon tomorrow!" Jimin claps.

"Ahh, the rapper?"

"Yeah. He's going to be famous. We are going to know a famous person," Jimin wiggles in his spot excitedly.

"How do you know?"

"When you hear his work, you will understand," Jimin says, yawning. "Now sleep. I'm tired." Jimin lays down and turns the lamp off, making the room go dark.

He feels Taehyung get positioned and he feels a body scoot closer to his. Jimin loved going to sleep because it meant that Taehyung would cuddle up to him and he can hug him all night. It was bliss.

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The next morning, Jungkook met them at Jimin's house. His parents were already gone for the day, so Jungkook didn't have to sneak in.

"Holy fuck, you live in a castle," Jungkook exclaims as he follows Jimin to his room.

"Does that make me a prince?" Jimin asks, looking over his shoulder and smirking.

Jungook shrugged, "Hell, I guess so."

"Okay, then you are my peasant."

"Hold up, that actually hits too close to home," Jungkook says, clutching his heart.

Jimin chuckles, "Sorry."

They enter Jimin's room were Taehyung was holding up two different shirts, staring at them.

"Need any help?" Jimin asks, going over to his desk and taking out a ring and slipping it on his small finger.

Taehyung sighs and puts the shirts on the bed. One was a pink sweater and the other was a green long sleeved shirt. "Yeah, I can't seem to pick which would look better with these jeans," he says, pointing to his legs.

He was wearing faded blue skinny jeans that hugged his figure very well. Jungkook had to nudge Jimin to get him to stop staring.

"Pink sweater," Jungkook answers. Jimin nods his head in agreement.

"Okay!"

The trio finally left the house and headed towards the music studio Jimin's parents co-owned. The three got out, and even though Taehyung was wearing some of Jimins old clothes, Jimin still managed to look the wealthiest. He had an aura around him that demanded attention, and I guess Taehyung had the exact opposite.