strawberries & cigarettes || YOONMIN ✔ wattys2019

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" Mom, I invited yoongi over for dinner today. Please don't ask any weird questions, it's embarrassing ", jimin said as he opened the fridge looking for juice.

"Jimin" his mother laughed as he stopped cutting the onions and turned around to face jimin," since when do I embarras you? I've always praised you in front of your friends."

"Exactly-, don't do that ", jimin sighed.

"You seem a bit nervous, sweetie. Did something happen between you since the last time you told me that you liked him?"

"Uhm.. No. Nothing happened. I guess it's better to take things slow . Also I don't think I have time for a relationship because college is so stressful right now, you know?" Jimin lied. He wanted to be with yoongi, more than anything else but he didn't want to sound so desperate.

"Oh, it's fine. Do what you feel is right for you but don't let anything affect your grades , got it?"

Jimin nodded, "anyway, what are you cooking for us?"

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Yoongi took a shower and combed his dark, almost black hair. He put on a fancy black shirt and black ripped skinny jeans . It was the first time for him to put so much effort in getting ready. Somehow, yoongi felt like he wanted to impress jimins mother more than jimin himself . Lastly, he finished off with some Cologne.

After that he took his keys and headed to his white old car which he loved more than anything. Even though he bought it only because it was the only car he could afford, he wouldn't change it for something better. All the places he went to were with his car, his car has been next to him all along.

Without the car he probably never would've met jimin, cause he definitely wouldn't go to that party on his feet.A smile creeped at yoongis face as he remembered the first time he met jimin,sitting in the backyards of Chan's house, playing with some marshmallows, wearing that cute oversized sweater.

Honestly, yoongis first opinion about jimin was that he was weird but as he got to know him more, he realized that jimin was not weird, he was extraordinary and beautiful in his own way.

He parked his car across the street from jimins house and fixed his hair before going to ring the door bell. All of sudden, he felt nervous and his breath became unsteady. What was happening to him?

The door opened, revealing jimin standing behind it with a sweet smile "I've been waiting for you ",he said softly, almost whispering.

Yoongi starred into jimins eyes, his hands casually in the pocket of his jeans, slightly rocking back and forth just looking at the younger.

"Are you not going to come inside?"

"Sure", yoongi said, clearing his throat before following jimin inside. He greeted jimins mother with a hug, giving her a warm smile. For some reason, jimin felt jealous even though it was just his own mother but at the same time he was happy because jimins mother seemed to like yoongi.

"You're such a sweet guy ", jimins mother complimented as she pulled away from the hug "i'm glad my son is hanging out with you."

"Thank you, Mrs. Park. But I'm nothing special. Just an ordinary guy in his twenties, trying to live life to the fullest."

"..by sleeping and smo- I mean studying philosophy",the words slipped from jimins tongue. He feared his mother would stop him from hanging out with yoongi if she found out he was a smoker. She didn't want any bad influence at all and after that time she found the cigarettes under jimins pillow, which she still didn't know were yoongis, she got more protective over jimin, wanting to know everything about the people he was hanging out with.