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Practice

Idek what this chapter is but HERE

It's really short I'm sorry but I'm going through a lot of stuff rn

Yoongi's POV

"Jimin?" I cleared my throat and flipped my brown bangs out of my eyes as I stared at myself in my bathroom mirror.

I closed my eyes and shook my head. "Jimin!" I smiled as I said his name, but quickly rolled my eyes and frowned.

"Hey Jimin- AH FUCK IT!" I got frustrated as I tried to figure out a way to approach Jimin but nothing sounded right. Nothing sounded good enough.

I grabbed my oxygen tank and opened the door a bit harshly, my sister almost falling into me from leaning on the door.

"What the fuck?!" I raised my voice, getting more and more irritated. I should've known she'd listen in on me.

"I-I'm sorry.." she said as she pushed her hair behind her ear and stepped out of my way. I sighed and walked out of the bathroom, sitting on my bed afterwards.

"What did you hear?" I asked. She stared at the floor for what felt like eternity, I think I scared her. "Jiyeon," I patted the spot next to me so she could sit by me, and she did.

"Who's Jimin?" She looked at me with puppy eyes, her famous pout that I couldn't say 'forget it' or 'no' to.

"He's someone who I met at group last week, I'm trying to find a way to approach him tomorrow." My heart began to pound, thoughts of her asking if I like him that way or if I'm gay. She'd totally tell mom.

She nodded and stood up, playing with her fingers. "I'll leave you alone."

"Jiyeon," I started, she looked up. "I'm sorry for yelling. I told you about listening in on me."

"I know oppa. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."

I stood up and hugged her, kissing the side of her head. "I forgive you- but don't do it again. Okay?" I raised my brow. She nodded and smiled while I ruffled her hair.

This is going to be a long week, I groaned internally.