Soju Shots • Y.min (discontinued)

XXI

"I think I hear my mom," Jimin whispered. The two were spooning together except Yoongi was the little spoon. "Pretend to be asleep."

"Boys?" Jimin's mom cracked open Jimin's door and peaked into the room. "Are you awake? I could hear you talking I know you're awake."

"I'm not awake you have no idea what you're talking about," Jimin said. "I'm sleeping."

"Have you ate anything yet?" She asked.

Jimin rolled over. "Ugh, no," he grumbled.

"Well you should get up I'm making dinner, I made extra for Yoongi. Come out when you're ready," She said, politely closing the door as she left.

"What did she make?" Yoongi asked.

"Hell if I know, probably something gross. She always looks up things to make and usually it turns out awful," Jimin got up from the bed and stretched his arms out.

"Aw, have some faith in your mom. I'm sure whatever she made tastes great," Yoongi said, still laying on the bed.

Jimin rolled his eyes. "Yeah but you haven't had to eat every single meal she's made for the past sixteen years," Jimin flicked the lights on and Yoongi shielded his eyes from the light. "Come on get up, she made extra just for you. She'll gut you like a fish if you don't come eat it."

Jimin grabbed onto Yoongi's arm and dragged him up. "I don't wanna get up though,"  he grumbled. Jimin stuck his bottom lip out at him and pouted. "There you happy?"

"Mhm, come on let's go," Jimin bounced off the bed like a deer and led Yoongi out to the dining room.

"Gross I have to look at your ugly mug while I eat," Muji said to Yoongi.

Yoongi shrugged. "Your ass must be pretty jealous of all the shit that comes out of your mouth," he said with pure confidence in his tone.

Jimin elbowed him in the side. "Not in front of my mom," He said through clenched teeth. Yoongi chuckled and sat down at the table.

"I can't believe you just said that to me," Muji said.

"And I can't believe how far your head is up your ass. So I guess we're even," Yoongi leaned back in the chair, satisfied with his remarks.

"I made chicken and fried vegetables," Jimin's mom said.

"It looks good Ms. Park," Yoongi said sweetly.

"Why thank you Yoongi, at least somebody appreciates my cooking," she shot a hard glare over at Jimin and then again over at Muji.

"It's not my fault you cant cook," Muji said.

Jimin kept his mouth shut and just ate his food. His mom didn't have to cook for them. Jimin appreciated what she made for him, even if it tasted like burnt rubber. "I think it's very good mom, you did a good job," Jimin said with a smile.

"Kiss ass," Muji mumbled.

"Being nice to your mom isn't being a kiss ass. Maybe you need too learn to appreciate the little things," Yoongi said to her.

"Y'know, ever since you started hanging out with Jimin you've turned into a complete dick to me. What happened? We used to be best friends and now you're fucking turning on me. And for what? Because you're a horny bitch and my fucking brother is the only one dumb enough to fall for you? I shouldn't have fucking helped you fix your stupid problem," Muji stood up, plate in hand. "I'm going to my room."

The three of them sat there in complete silence. The shared simple glances as the all finished their food. If thy made any eye contact with the other they would immediately just look down. Jimin wanted to cry so bad, tear threatening to just pour out like a waterfall. He couldn't cy though, not in front of his mom and especially not in front of Yoongi.  "I'll go talk to her okay?" Jimin's mom stood up and took the empty plates off the table. After dropping the plates off in the sink the disappeared into the hallway.

"That's not true and you know that right? You know that I love you, I would never hurt you like that I promised I wouldn't," Yoongi put his hand over Jimin's covering it completely. "Baby?" Jimin sniffled, he bit down on his lip to try and stop the tears but nothing was working. "Jimin are you crying?"  Jimin finally let go and burst into tears.

He turned towards Yoongi and hugged him. He buried his face in his chest and let the tears flow. "I can't believe she would say that. She's so fucking mean. She's such a bitch I fucking hate her," Yoongi was taken aback by the vulgar language coming out of Jimin's mouth. Although Jimin swore around him sometimes, he definitely knew that the younger didn't wear often and that he was genuinely pissed off at what she had said about him.

"It's okay baby let it out," Yoongi rubbed the small of Jimin's back. "It's okay, it's okay to cry Jiminie. I love you," Yoongi planted a kiss on top of Jimin's head.   Jimin looked up at Yoongi, tears staining he cheeks and snot running from his nose. He knew he probably looked awful and disgusting but he didn't care.

"I-I hate he-her so much," Jimin wiped his face off on Yoongi's shirt. "I love you," he said through his choppy sobs. Jimin went back to hiding his face in Yoongi's chest.

Yoongi kept rubbing his back and running his fingers through his hair till he fell asleep against him in the chair. Yoongi pulled him into his lap and got up with Jimin in his arms. He got his grip on him and took him down the hall. "Yoongi," Jimin's mom said as she stepped out of Muji's room. "You treat him well don't you?"

"Of course I do, I would never do anything to hurt him. I-I love your son very much."

"Okay, I trust you with him. please treat him good, he really needs it. I think you two should go stay over at your place for a bit. I just wanna give Muji some time alone and I want you to take care of him okay?"

"Okay, I'll tell him when he wakes up tomorrow. Goodnight Ms. Park."

"Goodnight Yoongi."

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Hi I didn't edit this at all so 🤷‍♂️

Anyways I hope y'all like this still. I've been procrastinating a lot. I wrote this in a writing sprint. Y'all should do one with me sometime it's fun and it actually makes me wanna write more so ye.

I'm gonna go to  bed now it's 3:13 am. I stayed up to write this for y'all so you better appreciate it.