Jimin has just gotten his phone back, staring at the contact screen, gnawing at his bottom lip. Yoongi has sort of been m.i.a since Jimin asked for him the other day, he knows couples don't have to be together twenty four - seven, and there's more things to life than being with your significant other every single chance you get.
He hesitates to call, what if he was home? What if he was getting sick and tired of the younger? Jimin's stomach knots at the thought of it. All he's done to be with Yoongi but what if he's not into him.
He doesn't think he'll call until his thumb touches the now lit up screen, pressing the call button and he curses under his breath. It goes to voicemail and he doesn't know why that makes him feel even worse.
"Hey, I Uh... got my phone back and I have a lot to tell you...about my mom, Tae and Kook, me. I mean I also want to know how you're doing.!Leave me a message or feel free to come by if you have time... bye, hyung," Jimin coos into the phone. He ends the phone and then sighs, dropping his phone on his bed before falling down onto the mattress. He stares at the ceiling, wondering what Yoongi is up to.
Jimin knows his mother is going out tonight so he wonders if Taehyung and Jungkook would stay over for a bit. He rolls into his stomach and grabs his phone, inviting the two boys over.
—
It's later that night, Jungkook and Jimin are sitting in-front of the living room tv, Netflix on as they watch a scary movie. Taehyung's in the kitchen, grabbing some more snacks and just as he's about to walk back and find his seat between the two, he stops at the window.
There's an outline of car headlights just outside and he peeks through the curtain.
When the two boys came over, they first talked about casual things and Jimin told them about not hearing from his boyfriend. No texts, no calls, no sight of him.
"Uh... Jimin, I think I found your boyfriend," Taehyung calls out. Jimin's already standing on his feet, shoving the bowl of popcorn in Jungkook's lap before scampering to the window. He peeks through as Jungkook joins them. Three high school boys peeking out of the curtain. It was quite amusing.
Jimin watches as the group of boys living next door walk out of their house, Yoongi being one of them. They're all dressed in party like clothes, Namjoon carrying a case of beers.
"So he can't call my best friend back or let him know about anything yet he can go to a party? I think not," Taehyung says. "Hand me your phone," Taehyung says. Jimin gingerly hands it over and his best friend calls his friend's boyfriend.
Jimin watches, his heart sinking as Taehyung puts it on speaker. The older outside not even sparing a glance at any phone.
"Is there something wrong with me?" Jimin asks, watching as his boyfriend(?) gets into the car with the others and they drive off. He falls back into the couch dramatically.
"There's something wrong with him if he's not going to answer your calls and texts. You're not letting his little pale ass ghost you," Taehyung says.
Jimin only nods, feeling a little upset. He feels like he did something wrong. He just doesn't know what it could possibly be.
- The trio had fallen asleep across the couch, Jungkoook on one side, Taehyung laying across his lap. Jimin was on the love seat, curled up into a little ball and sleeping on his hands. It's when his phone goes off that walks him and his eyes flutter open.
He feels all dopey as he grabs for his phone, the movie they were watching still playing in the background and he rubs his eye tiredly.
He rolls his eyes, reading the message from the one boy who made him feel like nothing.
Hyung : Can I come over?
Aren't you at a party, hyung?
Hyung: Nut anmore I'm ousside
Jimin sighs, slipping on his slides and opening the front door. He can see the brief outline of a silhouette laying in the grass and he walks over, arms crossed his chest.
"Hyung, get up." Jimin says seriously, watching as the silhouette shakes their head, emitting a low groan in response.
"I can't," Yoongi sighs and Jimin walks over, grabbing both of his hands, trying to pull his boyfriend up.
"please get up," he whines.
"my head hurts," Yoongi says and instead he pulls Jimin down on top of him. Jimin gasps as he falls onto the older who lets out a grunt at the weight of Jimin falling on top of him.
"Just lay with me," he slurs and Jimin suddenly remembers how the older was ignoring him and he pushes away, sitting on the grass beside him instead.
"How was the party?" Jimin asks as the older sits up. There's a strong hint of bitterness seeping through his words.
"it was fun, but Jin had to be an ass and brought us home," Yoongi says as Jimin pulls his knees to his chest.
"Why have you been ignoring me?" Jimin asks lowly, knowing that the older will spew out what hopefully is the truth.
"Have I?" Yoongi slurs, glancing up at Jimin.
"You haven't talked to me in days, is it something I've done? Are you mad at me?"
Yoongi stares at Jimin, his eyes looking at him drowsily yet the sober half of him is nervous. He only cups Jimin's face in his hands. "I'm sorry, baby," he coos, kissing Jimin softly. Jimin can taste the slight tanginess of alcohol.
He must be head over heels because he melts just like that, kissing Yoongi back. His hands trail down the older's chest.
"Can we go into your house? Taehyung and Kook are sleeping right now," Jimin purrs into Yoongi's ear and the older snakes his head.
"Not tonight," he says, pushing away from Jimin before staggering to his feet. Jimin's smile drops as he feels like Yoongi is pushing him away again.
"I'll see you another night," Yoongi hiccups.
Jimin only way he's him, a pout on his lips as the older walks off to his house.
"Okay... I'll be here."
— Model UN and math test are done 😤 and so am I
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