New Year's Eve | Yoonmin

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And with that, the intoxicated boy walked into my apartment. Well, more like, stumbled into my apartment.

When he was inside my only room, he fell onto the floor and groaned while doing so. He laid on his back in the middle of the room.

"Oof, I-I think Imma just stay here," he mumbled, more to himself than to me.

I raised an eyebrow at him and sat down onto my chair, just looking at him lying on the floor.

"W-Why is ya floor spinning? What kind of cwazy fucking magic is this?!" the boy asked while honestly looking slightly frightened.

"You are just drunk," I stated. "Uh, I dun think sooo."

"So, who are you?" I asked the boy who I let into my apartment without even knowing who he is. "P-Park J-J-Jim-Jimin," he stuttered.

He must be really drunk if he even had troubles saying his own name.

"I'm Min Yoongi, by the way." The boy looked at me after I said my name. "Cute," he just stated. I frowned. "What do you mean?" He hiccuped before replying, "Yo name, it cute."

I just ignored that statement and before I could ask the question I wanted to ask, he already interrupted me, "S-So, Yoongi, a-are you mah hyung?"

"What?" I asked because of the odd question. "Are ya my hyung? Are ya older t-than me?" Jimin clarified. "I don't know, how old are you?"

"23~" the boy sang. Indeed, he was younger than me. "Yep, I am your hyung then. I'm 25."

He suddenly started clapping. "Yaaaaaay~" I gave him a confused look. "What are you so happy about?"

"Hmm, that you are a-actually older than me. S-So I can call ya Yoongi-hyung. Doesn't it sound cwute?" I didn't reply and just kept on frowning at him.

"Yoongi-hyung~ Yoongi-hyung~ Yoongi-hyuuuuung~" Jimin suddenly began singing. "Okay, stop. What are you doing?"

"D-Doesn't it sound cute when I say it, Yoongi-hyuuuung~?" he asked teasingly.

"No, stop it," I just bluntly stated. "Hmm, then w-why are hyung's cheeks turning piiink?"

And again, what did I get myself into?