Misconception | •Yoonmin• [REWORKING]

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Jimin POV"

"Jimin, Yoongi's here to sleep over." My mother said as I stood at the bottom of the stairs, looking slightly surprised at his sudden appearance at such a time. I quickly made my way over to the kitchen, trying not to spotted by him.

Being successful, I made it into the kitchen without being spotted by Yoongi. I then tried motioning for my mom to come over over, mouthing the words 'Please come here.'. Thankful that she got the message, she was walking over to me "Wait right here Yoongi, gimme a sec." She said to him as she slid her way over to me.

"Hey mom, can you get him to leave somehow. He came over earlier and he started suspecting things." I tried to explain to her without saying much. She understood and then made her way back to where Yoongi was standing.

"Well seems Jimin is already asleep, his father went to check on him." I sighed out, seeing as that was a good excuse for keeping him out for the moment. My tense muscles relaxed as I let out the breath I didn't know I was holding in.

"Um can I check up on him, he didn't seem too well earlier." My eyes widened hearing that. He thought I was in my room, my mother told him I was in my room and now he wanted to check! I was questioning how I'm going to be able to get back up to my room undetected.

"He uh, doesn't seem to be waking up any time soon, so I guess it's alright." I mentally facepalmed. As if the situation couldn't get anymore difficult, but my mother had managed to do so anyways. "Uh could you do me a favor? Could you follow me and take this up to him while we put this stuff away."

I waited, peeking out to see if they were out of sight. Within moments, my mother walked away with Yoongi trailing behind her, going down the hall, to what I assume would be the closet on the farthest end.

Taking this as my chance, I dashed up stairs as I fast as I could, trying not to get caught. I finally made it to my room and then quickly hopped into bed, draggin my covers over me with slight difficulty as I heard footsteps approach.

Finally managing to throw the covers over my head, I tried to stay as still as possible, only that was difficult to do considering I just dashed up the stairs and I wasn't in the best condition. Trying to slow my breathing, I took deep breaths and then exhaled.

Not long after I heard as my door was softly pushed open. I mentally cursed myself for not laying with my back facing the door, now if he were to life the covers I would be exposed. I tried to make it convincing as I let out a lazy groan while I tried to subtly turn and make sure my face was away from the door.

Shutting my eyes tight, I felt as my head was lifted up and I let out a tiny gasp. 'I wasn't expecting to get an extra pillow' I thought to myself as I felt my head being set down on the soft material "Jimin, are you awake?"

I started to panic in fear of being discovered. Doing what I thought was best, I didn't respond as I tried to lay there perfectly still and unmoving. Still feeling tense, I noticed that Yoongi hadn't left yet, I felt his presence was still behind me.

Unable to keep up this little act, I lazily groaned once more as I tried to imitate myself waking from my 'slumber' and in the process throwing my blanket off my head and accidentally smacking Yoongi in the process.

"Oh? Yoongi hyung? What are you doing here? I thought you left." I question while trying to make my voice sound groggy and croaky as if I had really woken up just now. Hopefully he was buying this cause this is the most effort I have put into acting honestly.

"I mean I came here for a sleep over but your mom told me you were sleeping and asked me to give you an extra pillow so yeah." He finished saying as his gaze trailed somewhere else before the atmosphere became silent.

"So I'm guessing that you're gonna stay now that I'm awake." He nodded as he walked back out. When he was finally out the door, I groaned and face planted into my pillow, letting out a big sigh.

I got up once again, allowing myself to breathe and within seconds, Yoongi was back at the door and in his hand, another can of soda. I stared at him in question "Whatt, you can never have too much soda."

"Tell that to the you of last week who couldn't move because of a stomach ache." I counteracted as I leaned back in my bed confidently, knowing that I won this one.

"Anyway what was up with you earlier, you were acting weird."