"Hey where are you guys going?" Namjoon asked the two, wondering why the both had backpacks on.
"Shit happened, we're gonna go stay at Jin's place for a bit," Yoongi said.
"Oh, can I come?" Namjoon asked.
"I-I guess. You'll have to sit in the back seat though," Yoongi mumbled. "Unless you're taking your car."
"Nah, I'll ride with you guys. Give me a second I need to go grab something," Namjoon dashed down the hallway and turned into his room.
"Hurry the fuck up we can't be sitting around!" Yoongi yelled.
Namjoon hurried back out. "Okay let's go," the trio all piled into Yoongi's car, with Jimin in the front and Namjoon in the back. "I don't know if I should ask but, what happened to Jimin?"
"Muji hit him in the fucking face, I'll tell you later okay? Just don't talk and let me drive please."
"Hey Jimin," Namjoon leaned forwards in between the seats. Jimin turned around to see what he had to say. "My crabs picked their new shells, look I took a picture for you," Namjoon turned his phone around to show Jimin his crabs.
"I like the blueish one, it's pretty," Jimin pointed to the screen, a small smile forming on his face.
"Yeah me too, that's Steve, he has great taste in shells," Namjoon saw Yoongi's irritated gaze through the rear view mirror and slunk back into his seat.
"I asked you not to talk, I'm trying to drive," Yoongi said.
"Well I'm trying to put a smile on your boyfriend's face, I thought that was important to you," Namjoon took his earbuds out of his pocket and popped them in his ears. "There now you don't have to worry about me talking."
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"Jiminie, we're here," Yoongi ribbed Jimin shoulder. The younger had taken a little nap on the way, after all it was quite a long ride.
Jimin stretched his arms out and yawned. "I don't wanna get up," he mumbled.
"Come on, Joon already went inside," Yoongi got out of the car and went around to the other side. He opened the door and dragged Jimin out. "Hey, look at me," Yoongi wrapped his arms around Jimin's waist. "You need to listen to me okay? Do not take anything from anybody, got it? If somebody offers you a drink or something say no. If you are feeling uncomfortable at any time, tell me. Don't let anybody put their hands on you got it? If somebody touches you, you come get me okay?" Jimin nodded. "I need to hear you say it Jimin."
"Yes," Jimin said, his voice merely a whisper.
"Thank you," Yoongi kissed Jimin in the lips. "I love you."
"I love you too hyung. Am I allowed to hold your hand?" Jimin asked.
Yoongi grabbed onto his hand. "What did you think I was gonna say no?"
Jimin smiled. "You're silly."
"Let's go," Yoongi led Jimin up to the door. He was hesitant to take Jimin inside, knowing that something would turn this into a train wreck.
"Hey Yoongs," A guy with blonde hair said to Yoongi. Jimin knew him from seeing him over at his house, he hadn't known any of their names though. "This must be your boy?"
Jimin realized he was talking about him. He shuffled slightly behind Yoongi. "He's shy, just... leave him be he's had a rough day," Yoongi turned to look at Jimin. "You wanna go sit with Joon for a minute while I talk to him? Go talk about his crabs or something."
Jimin nodded and ignored all the stares he got from the people sitting around the living room. Some familiar, some completely new. He sat kinda close to Joon. He was the only other person he knew well enough to trust. "Hi," Namjoon said.
