So, maybe he wasn't expecting a house like this. Vampires are rich, usually, or at least well off. After all they are old, the majority of them are, the younger ones are still part of families that are ancient. So, what Jimin was expecting was a huge condo in Gangnam, or maybe a penthouse.
What he wasn't expecting was a normal looking condo in Songpa. The building looks new, though, it must have been built recently, maybe in the last five years or so? Jimin takes a deep breath and casts a look at a car parked next to him, trying to get a glimpse of his reflection to see if he looks decent. He didn't exactly dress up, not at all, but he did put on jeans that could be less tight in some places.
Jimin steps inside the building and looks at the map of the inside. Yoongi's flat, apparently, is at the third floor. He finds easily the elevator and asks himself again if this is a good idea. Yoongi would probably come back to get his wallet, maybe this is a bit too much?
"Whatever." Jimin mumbles as he pushes the button for the third floor. He came this far, he woke up even though he worked all night long, hell he took the fucking subway and Jimin hates the subway. So he's gonna do this and if it goes to shit- well, at least he tried.
Once he's out of the elevator, Jimin starts looking for Yoongi's apartment. He scans the numbers above the doors and finally gets to the right flat.
It's okay. He can do this. If only his heart could stop trying to break his ribcage, that would be nice.
"Fuck it." Jimin presses the buzzer and waits. Seconds go by and nothing happens, not one sound comes from inside the flat, nothing that could make Jimin think that someone is actually gonna open the door. Oh shit, what if no one is home? Did he seriously make all this trip for nothing? 'Cause that would be particularly embarassing.
Then there's a rustling coming from the flat, Jimin stiffens, a lock clicks and the door opens.
Yoongi looks- like he just stepped out of bed. His hair is a mess, eyes half closed and Jimin swears that there are pillow marks against his left cheek.
"Jimin?" Yoongi frowns "What- what are you doing here?"
"I-" Jimin swallows "You forgot your wallet."
Yoongi blinks a few times, he rubs at his nose with the palm of his hand, sniffling hard, clearly still not completely awoken "My wallet?"
"You left it at the brothel, yesterday night." Jimin pauses "But I woke you up, didn't I? I'm sorry, it's still early, I didn't think about it and- whatever, just. Here." Jimin gets Yoongi's wallet out of the pocket of his jacket and basically shoves it against his chest "I just wanted to bring you this, I'll go now, sorry for waking you up."
"Want some coffee?"
Jimin stops rambling and looks at Yoongi. He seems a bit more reactive now, eyes fully opened "Coffee?"
"I've just woken up and you worked all night. So yeah, coffee." Yoongi shrugs "Besides, I have to thank you for coming to me to give me the wallet back."
Jimin's mind is screaming "Do NOT go inside, are you fucking insane?" but his heart is also yelling at him to "Wake the fuck up and get inside his flat right now."
"I mean, I don't wanna disturb you." Jimin tries, but Yoongi just shakes his head and steps aside.
"Come in, I'll fix you up a cup of coffee."
Jimin's legs move before he can even try to decline and he curses his body just doing whatever it wants without listening to reasoning.
"Sorry for the mess." Yoongi mumbles, scratching at his shoulder.
