Breathless.

6.

Yoongi squinted as the bright sun shined through his window, he glared slightly, rolling over and grabbing his phone off his nightstand.

Fuck that's bright, Damn... it is already 9:30am I got to be at the studio at 11:30. I need to take a shower and get ready.

He sighed getting up from his comfortable king size bed.

Walking towards his bathroom.

After he finished in the shower he threw on some clothes and headed to the kitchen to make some breakfast.

"Good Morning~" Jimin greeted, walking out of his room and into the kitchen.

Yoongi frowned.

Jimin was Yoongi's best friend and his roomate, they had been friends since elementary school. Jimin was a few years younger than him.

As Children they grew up together. So he decided to ask Jimin to move in with him.

"Are you making me breakfast?." Jimin asked, with a giggle.

"Pfft make your own damn breakfast." Yoongi grumbled.

"Someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed again." Jimin teased.

"Morning!."

Yoongi turned and noticed Jungkook standing in the doorway of Jimin's room, rubbing the sleep from his eyes.

He slightly rolled his eyes.

"Jungkook?." He mumbled.

Jungkook was Jimin's boyfriend they had been together for a little over a year.

Yoongi didn't mind Jimin having Jungkook over, but he never asked if it was okay, so it kind of annoyed him.

"Ooh what are you cooking for us?." Jungkook asked, fixing Yoongi with his bunny smile.

"Pancakes and Sausages." He muttered, and begin mixing the pancake batter.

"Do you have classes today?." Jimin asked, starting a pot of coffee.

Yoongi shook his head.

"Nope, but I have to go down to the studio today so I can finally finish up the song I have been working on. Then that extra stress will be done with."

He replied, flipping the pancake over.

"You should write me a song." Jungkook said, sitting on the couch.

"I will but I have prices." He said, glancing over at the younger.

Jungkook was twenty-one, he was in his first year of college. He was in the music business, not yet famous but climbing his way up.

He was a really nice guy, Yoongi didn't mind him.

The pancakes were finally done, so he started the sausages. He sighed.

"Fuck I was suppose to cook the sausages first."

"Yeah you seem off today, perhaps a cup of coffee."

Jimin said, pouring Yoongi a cup and handing it to him.

"My mind is just elsewhere." He grumbled flipping the sausages around, as he took a careful sip of his coffee.

Breakfast was done, Yoongi didn't eat he just grabbed his leather jacket and car keys and rushed out the door.

"Yoongi! What about breakfast?." Jimin asked.

"It's fine, I'll grab something on the way."

He shouted, slamming the door behind him.

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