hallucinating - jikook

coffee

after a few hours after jungkook and taehyung left their friends' dorm, jimin finally awoke from his deep sleep. he headed for the kitchen for a nice morning coffee. "oh hey hyung," jimin greeted with a warm smile. "wow look who's finally up." yoongi teased, sitting down at the table. it wasn't too late at the time, but it was also not early — because 10:36 a.m is not the time you would be waking up on a weekday with.

"Hyung, I had the strangest dream last night..." the younger drifted off. Oh here we go, the brown haired thought.

"Oh yeah? What about?"

"i went all unusual in front of this person, and i was doing like, the boldest things,"

The older hummed in response, "I see. But why did you do those things? And who was the mysterious person," yoongi asked. Of course, he knew what he was talking about, he didn't expect jimin to tell him about the his asthma. However, as for the 'person' that jimin mentioned about — for entertainment purposes he just had to hear it from the roommates mouth.

"i... i'm not sure, i think it was just because it was a dream. and you know, dreams can get pretty bizarre. I forgot who the person was, but they seemed nice..." jimin lied, almost full-on fake laughing. he wanted to tell yoongi all about his dream, about who that person was. but he couldn't dare think of what yoongi would think of him after jimin told the older that he was gay. "yeah... in the dream they helped me," he finished. yoongi didn't want to bring up the fact that he already knows about a lot about jimin — it wasn't even jimin who told him about his 'illness'. a part of yoongi wanted to help the younger with what he was going though, but his thoughts — i'm in no position for him to tell me — would always come right back to him.

"I see..." he frowned. Yoongi had an odd caring for jimin, it wasn't seen as anything further than friendship but, the fact that jimin keeps everything to himself — what can he do? He keeps himself locked in his room for most the time studying, he barely eats, and if jimin had something wrong with himself — either mentally or physically — he wouldn't say a word about it.

"Yo! Kook," taehyung knocked on the younger's door, "come on, let's talk," as soon as he said that, the door opened with jungkook right in front of him. However it didn't last long with jungkook passing right by the roommate, into the living room. "come on, kook, what's wrong?" the older asked as he followed the roommate.

jungkook himself didn't know what was wrong with him, so it wasn't like he could talk about his feelings anyways. he just felt off, he felt as if he had to do something. taehyung could sense it ever since they were in their friends' dorm — ever since he told jungkook more about jimin that is. "jungkook wait! where are you going!" taehyung shouted to the younger as he left. little shit didn't even bring anything with him.

As the raven left the dorm, he didn't even realize that he forgot his wallet, and phone. The boy reached into his pocket hoping there was at least some pocket cash for a coffee or something, thank the lord. Luckily jungkook did have some with him.

while jungkook walked, he could feel the breeze feel dry against his chapped lips. it was only starting to get cool out, however it was happening uncommonly fast. by the time jungkook arrived at the café it looked as if there was going to be a storm. the weather is being so weird, he thought as he looked out the glass doors. jungkook doesn't know why he left, or why he came to the café, but here he his. "hi, can i get a caramel frappachino?" jungkook asked, as if there wasn't a caramel frappachino on the menu. "of course, anything else?" the lady behind the counter asked, obviously swooned by the man in front of her. "no, that's all. thanks," replied the raven.

While jungkook waited for his coffee at the counter, he quickly scanned the room for a place to sit, then heard a voice behind him, "Caramel frappachino?" the lady asked, "yes, thank you."

jungkook decided to sit right by the windows, at a single table that was meant for two. as jungkook glanced out the window his mind started to drift off. he started thinking about the things yesterday — about jimin; the boy who he had only talked to yesterday. his thoughts would simply drift off about what he was wearing, when they had encountered — black skinny jeans, that would just perfectly hug around his legs, and his oversized buttoned plaid shirt, he suddenly felt his face heating up and he started to question, what the hell am i thinking... jungkook quickly looked around the café hoping nobody saw his flushed face, as he was scanning the room he heard a familiar voice near behind of him. the dark haired turned around and saw the familiar figure standing at the counter.

jimin?

theres a version on aoo (like an actual updated ver.)