My STD Coach: Yoonmin

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"You're going through with it again? Are you sure Jimin? I'm worried about you." Jin begins to cry.

"I think I'll be fine." I reassure him. My voice is hoarse and raspy.

"I think it'll be better. Yoongi isn't a bad guy." Namjoon agrees with me.

"Of course you would say that! You two are best friends!" Jin slaps his boyfriend's shoulder.

"It's okay Jin." I chuckle. "I'll be fine."

In the next twenty minutes, I'll finally go home after so long. The thing is though.... I'll be staying with Minfuckface.

The doctor's told me not to move around too much, which means I can't walk to his office everyday for treatment. So we decided on rearranging living arrangements rather than risking my already deteriorating health.

I'm not happy about the move but at least I could get help or some type of peace. But you never know with Min Yoongi and his treatments. I could become worse or better.

"Good morning everybody." Yoongi walks into my hospital room in his usual black attire. He turns to face me.

"You ready?" He asks.

I nod my head, reluctant to my fate.

"Take good care of him. And make sure he eats. Give him milk so he can actually grow. And-"

"Okay okay Jin. Stop being my mom." I laugh.

Soon, Taehyung loads all of the suitcases Jin brought from home, into Yoongi's car. He really isn't a human; he carried two large suitcases--at once--without breaking a sweat.

I say my goodbyes to Jin and Namjoon, and Yoongi, Taehyung, and I, drive to their or my new home.

"Is your house as rundown as your shop?" My gaze meets with Yoongi as the two of us sit in the backseat while the robot drives.

"I think my shop is in good shape."

"Are you blind?" I scoff.

"I see that your sickness hasn't numbed your rudeness." Yoongi shakes his head.

"Never, Min Fuckface." I smile.

After an hour of driving and constant bickering between Yoongi and I, me more than Yoongi, we arrive at his house. Surrounded by trees and isolated from civilization, seems fairly accurate for his taste.

"You're kidding right?" I stare at the building in front of me.

"I am not. Come inside before you catch a cold. Taehyung, bring his bags inside quickly. It'll rain soon." Yoongi grabs my arm and drags me towards the house.

The excessive amount of weight I lost allows him to do so. If I still had my muscles, I'd punch him.

Inside of his house looks as disgraceful as the outside. Paint chipping off of the walls, a gray ambiance dances around the house with dull, low quality furnishings.

"You had the money and time to build a freaking robot but you live in a damn dump?" I swipe my hand on the kitchen table, my hand collects dust. Ew.

"Is that so? Follow me, Mr. Park." Yoongi disappears down a hallway. I run after him as he stands in front of a wall.

"Wait up! How am I supposed to follow you if....you....disappear..like that...." I watch as Yoongi knocks a pattern of knocks on the wall. The wall opens revealing a metal staircase leading down.

"After you." Yoongi moves aside for me to walk down first.

My footsteps echo in the large corridor of the staircase and at the end of the staircase, there's a completely different house!

Polished furniture, a flat screen TV, a well decorated kitchen and even a second staircase that leads up to the second floor of the much fancier house.

Behind me, the door or wall towards the staircase shuts and locks.

"Wha...what's the point?" I ask, flustered. There is no reason to hide a house inside of a house!

"The government. If they knew I built an intelligent robot such as Taehyung, wouldn't they come and search? Jokes on them unfortunately." Yoongi smirks.

It is pretty smart, but totally unexpected.

"All of J-Jimin's b-b-bags have been brought to his r-r-r-room." Taehyung walks into the room. His eyes flicker, brown to white, brown to white.

"Good job. Time to charge."

"Yes sir. B-B-Battery is at 2%."

Yoongi and Taehyung go deeper into the underground house and I follow. I don't know how you build a basement underground an underground house. It's like something you'd see out of a movie: An electronic lab with gadgets and robot parts.

Taehyung lays down on a strange table, wires and electronic objects jutting out from the table. Yoongi presses Taehyung's neck and the robot's eyes turn white.

"What are you doing? It has an off button?" I peer over Yoongi's shoulder.

"Yes. He has to charge." Yoongi connects a plug to Taehyung's neck making his eyes glow blue.

"That's pretty cool." I admit.

"You know what else is cool?" Yoongi turns to face me.

What? Is he gonna make a joke?

"You eating something." He says and walks back upstairs.

"I'm not even hungry." I mumble as I steal one last glance at Taehyung before running back upstairs.

Jimin moved in with Yoongi! Will anything happen between them? (:
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