poet

SEVENTEEN

this is for BECCA, u ungrateful walnut >:(

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"So what should we do?"

Jimin fiddled with his fingers nervously as Taehyung and Yoongi discussed the project. He wasn't sure what to make of this whole having a partner thing. It was really different. A new experience. A sad experience considering it's the first time it's happened. But Jimin could care less. He was mostly fretting about being in a group with his crush--Min Yoongi. And out of choice, nonetheless. Yoongi invited Jimin to join his and Taehyung's group. He wasn't forced.

Jimin was still in a state of shock about the whole thing. Who knew Yoongi could be so foolish?

Certainly not Jimin. He always thought the older was quite smart. But no.

"Jimin?"

Jimin was snapped back to reality when Yoongi said his name, giving a small, weak smile to the older.

"Sorry, uhm..." He scratched his nape nervously. "I wasn't really paying attention while he was giving insteuctions, so I'm not... sure."

Yoongi smiled softly. "Well, Taehyung and I will figure it out. Just tell us if you disagree on anything, 'kay?"

Jimin nodded, content with this idea, as he didn't have to interact with the other two much. He had time to focus on his thoughts while the others talked about the project. He thought about how humiliating it would be if Yoongi were the one who had his journal. He didn't exactly spare any details when he wrote about him in there, so he would certainly know it was Jimin's. If, that is, he is the one who has it. And he was praying to whatever God above that Yoongi wasn't the one who had it.

"Any objections?"

Jimin looked up at Yoongi's words, and raised his eyebrows.

"Sorry, I wasn't listening. Again."

Yoongi laughed. "Well, I guess we should get started."

Jimin nodded, and smiled his adorable toothy grin.

"Aw!" Taehyung exclaimed, poking Jimin's cheek. "You're so cute! Can we keep him? Please?"

Jimin's face flushed, and he looked away sheepishly.

"Jimin isn't a pet, Taehyung. He's a human," Yoongi said, rolling his eyes.

"Still! Can we keep him? Please please please please pleeeeaaaase?" Taehyng pleaded.

Yoongi sighed. "It's... not really up to me, so..."

"Well, considering you have a big f-"

Taehyung was cut off by Yoongi's hand covering his mouth. He sent the younger a glare that said, shut the fuck up, and Taehyung unhesitatingly obliged.

Yoongi removed his hand from Taehyung's mouth, glare unwavering. Taehyung gulped and re-worded his question toward Jimin.

He cleared his throat and smiled sheepishly. "Basically, Jimin, what I was saying was would you want to be friends." 

Jimin, still shocked at this little bit of attention he was receiving, was even more taken aback at this question.

"F-..." He paused. "Friends?"

Taehyung nodded enthusiastically. "Yeah! Friends!"

Jimin felt a smile slowly cross his face. "Yeah. I'd like that."

The word played over and over in his mind for the rest of the day.

Friends.

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