I came home with my mother saying,
"Yoongi! They're coming in 10 minutes! Now, be a good boy to them or I'll take away your phone." Fuck, not my phone. Do I really? They shouldn't be that bad, I guess I'll try to be on my "best behavior".
"Okay, mother." I rolled my eyes and went to my room.
I went on my phone, going into messages. Deciding if I should text or call Jimin? Sure, after the dinner, okay. It won't be that awkward, at least? I looked into my mirror, seeing my foundation smudged up. It's okay, they wouldn't able to tell my cuts. It was just my mother and I in this house only. Father left for another woman, my mother didn't care anymore since she's used to cheaters. 7 exes, way to go.
I decided to, erm, call Jimin. I pressed 'dial' and, I hear ringing from downstairs. C-Could it be? No, it couldn't be Jimin's family. That's impossible anyway! I opened my door a little bit and peaked, and I couldn't believe my eyes.
"Ohh Yoongi! They're here!"
It was Jimin.
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elementary | yoonmin
RomanceIn which, Yoongi and Jimin were dating since 6th grade but, they haven't talked since they've been in separate schools.
