Guns&Roses [yoonmin][Complete&Edited]

Part 5

Jimin's apartment was situated along the side of a busy street, red brick layered the walls, and diamond-shaped pavement lined the side of the pedestrian lane. The first floor supported abundant bistros and venues for different need, and Jimin have been telling Yoongi the entire drive why he decided to buy the apartment: because it reminded him of Sherlock Holmes and the baker street.

Funny how that was his favorite book, yet his personality was the complete opposite. He was nothing like a sharp detective, Yoongi was sure of that, otherwise he wouldn't offer to share his space with a spy.

"Here, let me help you" Jimin wrapped his arms around Yoongi's waist to help him out of the taxi. He was surprised by how thin Yoongi have become.

"Maybe I should have got shot in the colon instead, could really lose some weight, they all end up on my face it's so frustrating"

Yoongi checked out the boy next to him, and doesn't understand where the insecurities come from since he thought the chubbiness is what made Park Jimin attractive in the first place. Besides, he wouldn't even call that chubby.

Not like Yoongi will ever tell him that, though.

Because Min Yoongi is quick witted and sarcastic, and he forbid himself to be anything other than that.

Yoongi: "Well losing weight isn't going to fix ugly"

Jimin: "Do you really want me to leave you on the street? Because I can totally do that"

Yoongi: "Hey, don't be jelly 'cause you don't have my good looks"

Then something magical happened. A small smile appeared on that cold and rigid face, and Park Jimin thought Yoongi was right for one thing—he does in fact—have the good looks.

"You are a complete mess you know that?" Yoongi scowled as he scanned around the old apartment. It was filled with all sorts of rubbish, dirty cloth, and unwashed dishes.

Two large windows overlooked onto the busy streets and the buildings on the other side. In the middle of the room was a crimson loveseat facing the fireplace, Yoongi squinted his eyes and fretted, when he saw what looked like dirty cereal bows sitting on top of the mantle.

"If I knew this is what I'm getting myself into, I would have NEVER said yes to your offer" Yoongi picked up an old t-shirt from the loveseat with only his thumb and index fingers, and dropped it onto the wooden floor. He then invited himself into the crimson, and proceed to make himself comfortable in the only clean spot occupying the entire room.

"That's probably why my old housemate left" Jimin rubbed his neck and turned red, "His name is Hoseok by the way, he's the captain of the operation team. He said living with me was like living with a constant trash making machine" Jimin let out an uncontrollable laughter remembering the many disgusted expression Hoseok used to make.

"If you dare to tell me you're trying to replace your old nanny with me, Park Jimin I will end you here and now. Because I won't clean up after your shit"

"No I won't let you do that trust me. I'll have someone over to clean up the place tomorrow, promise!"

Even though Jimin have been telling himself that for years, yet that 'someone' have never showed up. Because deep down Jimin wanted this apartment to be messy, that way he wouldn't feel so alone all the time.

However, with Min Yoongi sitting there in his loveseat, somehow it's starting to feel like home again. So despite having never cleaned for a single day in his life, Jimin started running around the apartment tidying the place up. He even did laundry, which shocked himself.

"So, why you have a loveseat If you live by yourself?" Yoongi stared out the window and watched the birds prancing around. He was getting too comfortable, so he let his eyelids drop.

"Well, I was hoping that one day I won't have to anymore. But just wishful thinking I guess"

"I see" Yoongi snorted, arms crossed, "So not only are you a trash boy, you are also a romantic trash boy"

"Hey cut it out will you? You barely moved in and you're already making fun of me. That's not a great way to start a housemate relationship"

Jimin turned around to stare Yoongi down—with a mop in hand. Despite the seemingly threatening glare, the latter just dragged out a lazy smirk and shifted his head,

"Well get used to it, 'cause you haven't seen the half of this savage ass yet"