Reflection | YOONMIN

Chapter 10

"Yeah sure." Jimin shrugs. "But, um, I don't have any clothes with me." Jimin plays with the bottom of his sleeves.

"You can just wear mine, unless you're grossed out by that but I don't really care." Yoongi suggests.

His clothes? Would he really let Jimin wear his clothes?

"That's okay with me, I don't really care either." Jimin agrees.

"Okay come with me." Yoongi gets up and motions for Jimin to follow. Jimin gets up and cautiously follows Yoongi to his room.

It wasn't what Jimin expected. It was a decent sized bedroom, all white walls with a king sized bed decorated with a navy blue comforter and a mountain of matching decorative pillows. He had a nice walk in closet with a full sized mirror next to it. To the right of his bed there was a desk with a hugely set up desktop computer including electronics he's never seen before. There was a small bedside table on the other side of the bed with a decorative lamp. In front of his bed was a long dresser that had random items on top of it next to a tv. The walls were decorated with pictures of him and what Jimin was assuming his family. It was a nice room. It didn't look like a stereotypical teenage boys room. He was also comparing it to Jungkook's room and he was a slob, so that wasn't a good example to go by.

"Hmmm, how do you feel about going commando?" Yoongi bends down onto his knees and opens one of the drawers to his dresser, his shorts sliding down in the process. Staring, Jimin answers.

"I don't really mind it." He tears his eyes away from the view of those Calvin Klein boxers when Yoongi turns back to look at him. Wait, did Yoongi not really care about Jimin wearing his pants with no underwear on? Jimin was clean, nonetheless, but still.

"Do you want shorts or sweatpants?"

"Sweatpants, please." Yoongi fishes out a pair of gray sweatpants and hands them to Jimin. He and Yoongi were just about the same height and similar built, so he wasn't worried about them fitting him.

"And do you wear shirts to bed?"

"Um yeah, can I just have like a long sleeve shirt or a sweatshirt?" Jimin does usually sleep without a shirt, without pants too. But there was no way he was sleeping at someone else's house in just his underwear. He wasn't even going to sleep without a shirt on.

Yoongi opens another drawer and pulls out a large black hoodie, handing it to Jimin.

"Thanks."

"No problem. You can change in the bathroom, I'm gonna get changed in here." Jimin nods and makes his way to the bathroom.

He strips of his clothes, sliding the soft sweatpants up his legs. Jimin feels a little weird not wearing underwear, but he also felt comfortable and free. He turns away from the mirror and puts the sweatshirt on, the sweet scent of the fabric engulfing him. It was a mixture of floral fabric detergent and along with a musty sandalwood smell, but clean smelling. It smelled amazing. Jimin takes a second to appreciate the smell.

Once he's got his fix of Yoongi's scent, he joins the boys in the living room. The lights are turned off and Yoongi's moving the coffee table forward a little. Hoseok is deep in the recliner, a blanket draped over him. Jimin puts his dirty clothes in his backpack and sits on the opposite end of the couch of Yoongi.

"You can put the footrest up, the whole couch reclines. There's a button on the other side." Jimin nodded. He had wondered why there was an armrest in the middle of the couch, but he figured out that it was because the different sections of the couch recline and the button for the middle section is on that armrest. Makes sense. "And here's a blanket, if you want." Yoongi puts the folded blanket next to Jimin.