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"Helloooooo?? Anybody home?" Jimin yelled inside his house, right after he arrived from his part-time job. "Aish, where's Suga hyung?" Jimin scratched his head, confused.

Jimin, just went up to his room, but he didn't open his bedroom door. Instead, he leaned his ears to the door. Unfortunately, girl's voice. He heard Suga's conversation, and chuckles.

"Jihee-ah! You're so cute." Suga said loudly, throwing a pillow at her.

"It's not my fault and I was born pretty, ya know." The Jihee girl replied, kissing Suga's cheeks.

"Yah! Don't be too loud, Jimin's here, I guess.." Suga warned her.

Jimin's ears were burning in anger. His mind wasn't thinking straight enough, to just open the unlocked door. His eyes were burning like in hell. "Suga."

"Uh, Jimin-ssi!" Suga groaned in annoyance and greeted the tired younger. "Oh, did I interrupt your session? Suga, you should've told me if you want too, bitch. Cuz it's my house, my rule and I don't want it to be stained by sinners like you both." Suga gulped as he could spot sass in Jimin's tone. Jihee just looked at both in confusion.

"Anyways, who is she? Your new girlfriend. Eh-heh not surprised, getting a new gf after easily broke up with like 7 of them, you dated in the same time." Jimin flicked his hair.

"This is Baek Jihee, my girlfriend." Suga had the guts to answer, even when he still feared the house owner. "Hi, Jihee. You're pretty as fuck, no wonder Suga fell for an angel like you. Anyways, I'm Park Jimin, this house obviously has an owner and it's me."

"A-ah yes, nice to meet you Jimin." She said, her eyes were curiously searching for other informations. "You're lucky you're sweet. I swear I could've drag you out of this room and throw you from the window." Jimin rolled his eyes, one of his hand was on his hips, looking sassy as hell.

"But still when I said I don't want this house to be stained by sinful shit you're gonna do, I mean it. So fuck off and find yourself a place to hook up, you whores. Go." Jimin said, pointing to the opened door.

"Now." Suga exhaled, knowing that he's in a big trouble. He pulled Jihee's arm and carried her in piggyback style, went out of Jimin's room. Jimin, right after Suga stepped his feet out of the room, slammed the door and locked it.

Jimin jumped to his own, messy bed, searching for the TV remote control, then turned on his phone and TV. "Huft, slut." He sighed, his hand covered his (holy) forehead.

Time was ticking slower than usual, Jimin didn't realize tears falling down his burning cheeks. His lips were locked, as he softly sobbed, he chose to play Adele's 'Someone Like You' on loop and turned off his phone.

He knew one thing for sure, his burning heart for Suga. His big love for the other boy, who was probably hooking up by then. He closed his eyes, brain full of broken thoughts that maybe he was right about the hopeless love for Suga, until he didn't realize he fell asleep.