KUMAMON KID ⚣ y.mn

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Jimin POV:

"Do you need any help?"I asked , sprawled out on the bed watching Yoongi pack his belongings into a fairly large duffel bag.

"Nah, it's fine. I don't have much to pack." he answered folding up a pair of sweatpants.

"I'll help anyway."I proceeded to do a dive roll off of the bed onto the floor and casually plopped down next to Yoongi to help him pack. Yoongi chuckled softly at my actions, and I swear I could feel my heart fluttering at the pretty sound.

"Another Kumamon stuffie?" I peered down at the cuddly toy in my hands, which was much like the one he would cuddle with in bed, but slightly smaller, "Why do you like Kumamon so much? To be honest it looks kinda creepy." I tossed the plush towards the duffel bag.

"Hey, be careful with Kumie." he grumbled placing it neatly amongst his other personal possession, making sure it didn't get squished. "And it's he not an 'it'" he explained, lips going into a small pout.

"Kumie? Aww, you're honestly a little baby on the inside. So cute~" I cooed pinching his pale cheeks and booping his nose while he just stared back at me blankly.

"Shut up, you're way cuter than me. I mean look at you, you're fucking adorable..." he huffed batting my hands away from his face. I pulled away from and bit back a smile from the sudden compliment, covering my face.

"Aww, is Jiminnie blushing? So cute~" he pinched my cheeks, mocking my voice from before.

"Stooop~" I whined peeling his fingers off from my cheeks and going back to helping him pack his things. When I lifted up one of his t-shirts to fold it,I saw a book underneath it. I was just about to place it in the bag, but my eyes immediately zoomed in on the the cover page as I let out a short snort. 'Fifty shades of gay- Jeffery Self (Korean translation)' it read in a skinny typewriter font with what looked like two nude men laying on a bed, barely covered by a thin duvet in the background.

"What?" he whipped his head around to see what I was giggling about. Just as he caught a glimpse of the book, his hands sprung out to grab it but he failed as I quickly snatched it away laughing.

"Seriously Yoongi? Fifty shades of gay? Oh my god!" I burst into a fit of laughter while I wiped a fake tear.

He bit his lip in embarrassment, trying to take the book back, "I-I was trying to read something new..." I flicked to a random page in the book and began reading in a dramatic voice.

" 'I could feel him at the back of my mouth as I sucked harder and harde-' " I got cut off my a blushing Yoongi clasping a hand over my mouth. He snatched the book out of my grasp and placed it in the bag , his gaze flickering between the floor and my eyes.

"Forget you saw that." he mumbled, still not making proper eye contact with me.

"I don't think I can, Yoongay" I spoke as I tried to hold in my laughter.

"Ugh don't call me that, I get enough of that from Hoseok," he playfully pinched my arm, "I'm not even gay."

"Gosh you sound like Taehyung. And what do you mean you're not gay? You're straight?"

"I'm pan actually." he replied scratching the back of his neck,"Speaking of Taehyung,where is he? He would've woken up by now."

As if on cue Taehyung busted through the door, crossing his arms and furrowing his eyebrows.

" Who the hell drew on my face with marker?!", Taehyung questioned pointing at his drawn on face before huffing and crossing his arms sassily. On his forehead the marker writing spelt out 'Tae rhymes with gay'  While each side of his cheeks it read 'YES HOMO'. Both me and Yoongi pointed at each other trying to keep in our laughter.