Warning : I just want to give y'll warning
It was 8:50 pm, when Yoongi heard his door bell ring. He just finished cooking meatball spaghetti for him and his future guest, Park Jimin.
Well, Taehyung asked him to cook a portion for him, jokingly telling Yoongi that he could eat the spaghetti too.
And it creeped him out, because he once asked the ghost what he eats to survive and Taehyung calmly answered blood and dead people's bodies; not true and completely bullshit.
Taehyung doesn't need to eat to survive, but he can eat if he wants too.
Turning off the stove, he walked towards the door before he jerked his body, when he felt the ghost just slap his butt.
"I will go now. Have fun with Jimin! I'm gonna give both of you some privacy," the ghost teased before disappearing into the thin air.
Glaring at the now empty spot, Yoongi sighed before he opened the door.
His breath hitched when he saw the beautiful, sexy figure, running his fingers through his dirty gray colored hair, before Jimin landed his eyes on Yoongi.
'Ah! Hyung!" Jimin giggled before he threw himself in for a hug.
Well, if everyone thought Yoongi is fine now, y'll are wrong. Very wrong!
Jimin was wearing a see-through white button down shirt, which the three upper buttons were unbuttoned and paired with black, thigh ripped jeans which hugged his lower limbs perfectly.
Oh! And not to miss the part where Jimin's hair was now slightly messy with all the running through with his fingers, and his smell...
Everything screamed 'let's fuck!'
Yoongi could feel his heart pumping vigorously. He felt a drop of sweat appear, dripping down his jawline. He was about to wipe it off when suddenly his breath hitched.
He felt warm, soft lips sucking off the sweat on his jawline. Jimin was hugging him tighter than before.
Kissing the milky white skin cheek three times at three different spots, Jimin then let go from the now flustered Yoongi.
"I missed you so much, baby," the singer whispered, sending tingling sensations on every nerve in the pale guy's body.
Yoongi's breath hitched for the third time in less than five minutes. His now heavy-lidded eyes were staring straight into the witty ones.
Yoongi dumbfoundedly blinked when he heard Jimin asking for his permission to enter the house.
"Can I come in, hyung?" The singer asked, pressing the word hyung with a playful smirk.
"A-ah.. yes, come in," Yoongi responded, slightly falling into a daze.
He didn't know why, but he had the feeling that something bad would happen, but he chose to ignore all his bad thoughts right now.
Probably I'm just being paranoid.
Jimin tried to snake his hand around Yoongi's waist, but he avoided his touch, making the singer slightly frown.
"I'm sorry," Jimin whispered. He looked down toward the floor, trying to hide his hurtful feelings in his eyes.
Yoongi hyung seems like he's trying to avoid me. But... He's the one who kissed me first..
"Just sit first. I'm fixing dinner for both of us now."
And those sentences were enough to make Jimin forget about the hurt feeling he felt a minute ago.
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