𝓃𝓊𝓂𝒷𝑒𝓇𝓈

-23-

"jimin we need to talk" Yoongi says down the hall of their hall. their hall connecting their bedroom and bathroom to the rest of the place. "Yes y-yoongi hyung " He stutters as he unpacks his duffle bag full of sweaty clothing and crumpled paper, grabbing whatever essentials he has in there and just throwing it in to his trust Annelo bag.

"We're having lunch with friends" He states.

Jimins internal thoughts just sort of spiral out of his own control,anxiety spiking, most especially stomach rumbling. "You still wanna go right?" And of course he those wanna go. He hasn't seen the gang in quite some time, so yeah of course but sweet Jesus just think about the menu gives him a anxiety attack. "yeah yeah of course. is J-hopes girlfriend coming?" "Yeah she is" Jimin nods as a response. honestly dealing with having to meet Hoseok girlfriend just makes him shiver at the thought of their interaction.

"I'll just get into more appealing clothes then we roll" He grabs his duffle bag and leaves a chaste peck on his lovers cheek then heads for the bedroom.

He simply picks out some grey jeans with rips on the knees and a Navy shirt withy red print that says 'Last minute' (I just made this up). then he heads for his "hat" drawer. It's called a "hat" drawer because it also has cardigans that he cannot fit any other place and under the hats, cardigans, and sparkles, contains his hiding place for "anti eating items". Mints, rubber bands, sugar free gum that he would later spit out anyway and etc. "I think I can deal without these for today" He shut the drawer and proceeded to walk out the room with his black bag in hand.

"Let's go?" He offered his hand out, and the other happily took it into his own and walked out the apartment together with the same grin on their faces.