Ghostbumps || Yoonmin ✔ #Wattys2019

Chapter Six

Jin was confused. Beyond confused. He was shocked.

Min Yoongi was here right in front of him.

His body started to tremble, reminiscing all of his rollercoaster memories and emotions back in his past.

Why was Yoongi here? Did he look for me? Wait.... It can't be. Maybe... No... That can't be it too...

Jimin who was slowly massaging and rubbing his aching and sore body just silently observed Jin. He knew right then and there that there was something going on in Jin's mind.

Jin was still shaking. His pupils were trembling looking no where specific. He dumbly just stood there, trying to think what he should do.

Jimin, who just couldn't take it with Jin's exhausting silence, started to sigh heavily before he opened his mouth.

"Hyung..."

Jin snapped from his own thoughts, only to realize Jimin was there, still sitting on the couch.

He hummed a response to Jimin, still speechless with what had just happened.

"Do you know him? The guy...?" Jimin continued to question cautiously. He was afraid that he might have probably pressed the wrong button.

Jin just nodded before he slowly sat beside Jimin on the couch. He thoughtfully just stared down on the floor, playing with his fingers, still deep in thought.

"Oh. Was he someone special?"

Jin raised his head, only to meet with Jimin's concerned stare.

This guy. If only he was not such a horny jerk, he definitely would be a great lover for someone special in the future.

Jin nodded. "He still is. Do you know why did he came here in the first place?"

Jimin gasped, slightly shocked with Jin's answer. He never knew Jin had a lover from way back until now. He just thought that Jin loved being single. Being alone. Admiring his own narcissistically pretty self.

Shaking his head, Jimin just quietly muttered no as his answer.

"Do... Do you like him, hyung?"

Jin widely stared at Jimin. He raised both brows, knowing where this question would lead them.

Without answering anything, his large palm already smacked the back of Jimin's head.

Glaring seriously at Jimin, who was rubbing his head while cursing under his breath, Jin sternly pointed a finger directly in front of his face.

"I LOVE him. Always have LOVED him. Don't you even dare to even touch him or I swear-"

Jin's threats were interrupted when one of Jimin's bodyguards came and asked for their permission to say something.

"Mr Kim.. Mr Park.. We already found out why the guy was here. Apparently he was one of the entertainment reporters who was supposed to interview Mr Park Jimin, but he came late. He is from BH Media. Do you need us to blacklist them or do you want to make a police report-"

"Give me his number. I need to talk with him," Jin ordered, quickly standing up from the couch. He fastened his pace towards the door after he told the bodyguard to come along with him.

Before he left the room, he stopped, turning his head towards Jimin who seemed to have his head fully occupied already.

"Jimin.." He sighed.

Jimin hummed his response and turned his head toward Jin.

"Please. I mean it. Don't you even dare approach Yoongi. He... He is someone I love dearly."