Jimin's POV
Taehyung told me that when you're 'turned on,' you don't want the feeling to stop. When Yoongi-hyung was hovering over me, the look in his eyes were hungry. That meant he wanted more, right? So, I thought I was doing the right thing when I let my hand wander down his chest, but he left. He's doing that thing again where he ignores me. Does that mean he's thinking again?
It was Tuesday, so I wouldn't be seeing Dr. Yoongi. It's currently 5:45pm, so maybe I can catch him in his office. I exited out of my room, making my way to the elevator when I spotted someone familiar.
It's Yoongi-hyung!
I quietly snuck up behind him for he was looking up at the sky out of the window. I tapped his shoulder and smiled, but then he turned around. Something wasn't right. It was the same hair and identical face, but it wasn't Yoongi.
"Who're you?" The boy asked as I fluttered my lashes, utterly surprised.
"You're not Yoongi-hyung," I said in disappointment.
"Huh? No, I'm Jihoon."
"Why do you look like Yoongi-hyung?"
"I look like who?"
"Yeah, who looks like me?" A familiar voice asked from behind us. We turned to look at the doppelgänger. Yoongi stepped in, our standing bodies forming a triangle. Jihoon and Yoongi looked at each other, both unable to say anything. I looked at both of them back and forth, wanting to see who would say something first. Yoongi's brows creased as he stared intensely at the look-alike, Jihoon's face expressing the upmost confusion.
"Yah, who are you," Yoongi started.
"I'm Jihoon. You?"
"Yoongi." They stared at each other for little longer, memorizing each detail of each other's features.
"Guys?" I piped. Yoongi broke eye contact with Jihoon and looked at me. He didn't say anything, but I could see his ears becoming redder.
"This is weird...You're a doctor here, too, huh?" Jihoon spoke.
"That's why I have the coat on, isn't it?" Yoongi pointed out as he tapped his ID card to show that he worked here.
"Cool, well, it was nice meeting you. I'll see you two around," Jihoon said, excusing himself. I couldn't help but stare at the back of his head, trying to find the difference between him and Yoongi.
"Jimin," Yoongi voiced, my head snapping away from Jihoon.
He didn't look towards me, so I awkwardly spoke. "You guys look a lot like each other," I said, giggling at the fact.
But Yoongi didn't find it funny.
"You're...ignoring me again," I mentioned, lowering my head and speaking quietly. I didn't like being ignored, especially by Yoongi. He's my doctor, he's supposed to come to me when I need him. I'm supposed to have his attention.
Without a word, Yoongi grabbed my wrist and dragged me into the elevator. I looked up at him as I was standing beside him, admiring his side profile. He was clenching his jaw, no expression on his face that could reveal to me what he was thinking. The elevator finally dinged, the doors screeching open and causing me to wince at the sound of it. Yoongi, still gripping onto my wrist, walked us out and into his office. I stood in the middle of the small room, watching as he closed the door.
"Hyung?" I said, my voice sounding exposing how I was afraid of what he was going to do.
"Have a seat, I've got something to tell you," he said, sitting himself down and waiting for me to do the same.
Once I got the courage to, I sat beside him. He wouldn't hurt me, what is there to be afraid of?
"I, um," he started, "I'm sorry for ignoring you again. It wasn't your fault, it's just...something came up," he said, not telling me what the real reason is.
"Oh...okay."
"You know how I was able to get you out of this hell-hole for a day?" Yoongi reminded me and I nodded. "I can get you out for longer...if you want. I think it'll be good for you-"
"Can you? I'd really love that, hyung! I want to go outside!" I said, unconsciously leaning forward in excitement. When I realized how close I got to him, I awkwardly bit the inside of my bottom lip and backed up slowly. But before I got too far, Yoongi-hyung quickly pressed his lips to my cheek. My eyes widened, Yoongi doing the same as he realized what he had done. I've never been kissed before...
I lifted my hand and touched the cheek his lips touched, my heart beating unusually faster.
"Oh- Oh, god. Jimin, I didn't-"
"Yoongi-hyung kissed me!" I yelled out in joy, hugging myself leaning back on the sofa. Yoongi gave a short, breathy laugh through his nose, clearly amused by my reaction.
"Fuck, what did I just do?" He said to himself quietly. "Keep your voice down, I'll get in trouble," he shushed.
"Oh, right..." My frown quickly returned to a toothless smile, a new kind of happiness circling my chest and dispersing through my body. "So when are we going? And where?"
"Wherever, whenever you want."
I hummed as I thought, my finger tapping against my chin. Yoongi leaned onto the sofa as well, his elbow on the back pillow, propping his head up. He watched me as an adoring smile was shaped on his lips. The ones that had just kissed me. When I made up my mind, I got off the back pillow and sat up.
"Your house, tonight."
Yoongi's POV
'Your house, tonight' My mind repeated his words, making me want to think the wrong way. The way he worded it was so commanding, it turned me on.
"If that's what you want," I said, trying to keep my cool as my pants began to feel tighter.
***
"Whoa, he's coming with us?" Hoseok said as he stood next to the car, watching me and Jimin approach him. "Is this even allowed?"
"He came with us last time, remember?"
"You know what I mean, Hyung," Hoseok said, raising his eyebrows and giving me a look. I just rolled my eyes and helped Jimin climb into the back seat before I made my way into the passenger's. Hoseok gave in and got in the car, taking us home.
The ride was quiet, only the faint sound of a song playing on the speakers.
"What's that sound?" Jimin curiously asked from behind us. Hoseok and I tried to listen for whatever Jimin was talking about.
"What sound?" Hoseok asked.
"That hmm hmm hmm," Jimin hummed what seemed to be a song.
I turned up the volume. "This?"
"Yeah, yeah!"
Jimin hummed the song until we got to the apartment.
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