Pretty Boy |Yoonmin|✔️

Chapter Fourteen

Jimin

  I felt my eyes slowly open, looking straight at the unfamiliar wall. I opened my mouth slightly once I realized that I was still being held against Yoongi, his arm around me securely and his breathing matching mine.

  My back was facing towards him and my arms were pulled up into my chest. Is this bad?

  What would Augie do if he saw this?

  I need to get up and leave. I need to get away from being held by Yoongi, and I need to act like I never came in here in hopes that he'd let me sleep in his bed. But I don't want to.

  I stayed there in his arms for what seemed like forever before I finally turned to face Yoongi, only to see that his eyes were already slightly open. He's awake?

  "Yoongi?" I questioned.

  He looked at me with sleepy eyes and closed them. "Let's go back to sleep." He pulled me closer to him, making my face fall directly in front of his. I felt my cheeks heat up and my nerves started to bother me again.

  "B-But I need to go to my room before Augie gets here," I stated as I closed my eyes tightly. "He usually comes on Saturdays-"

  "Fine," Yoongi let go of me and turned onto his side with a huff. "Just go." He shrugged.

  I frowned in confusion and stayed on the bed for a minute before finally getting up. I headed to my room and sighed. I figured that I needed to tell Taehyungie that I overheard his and Yoongi's conversation, but I had procrastinated it every single time I tried.

  I paced my room and thought about the outcomes. What if Tae got mad? Or.. what if Yoongi gets mad? I can't lose them.

  I can't handle making people upset.

  I also can't handle getting yelled at.

 
  Finally, I opened the door to my room and headed to Tae's bedroom with a stern look on my face. I knocked, getting a friendly smile in return. "Hey Minie." Tae said happily.

  My body stopped and stiffened as I stared at Tae. Visions of Yoongi kissing him ran through my mind and I scrunched up my nose.

"What's wrong?" He noticed my expression.

I grabbed his hand and allowed myself to step into his room, closing the door behind me. "Why didn't you tell me that Yoongi kissed you?" I asked, getting straight to the point.

It felt weird to have sudden confidence as I spoke to TaeTae. It was like something else took over my body. He furrowed his eyebrows and looked down at me in confusion.

"Are you talking about last night? I was the one who kissed him, I was trying to prove a point." He shrugged as he sat at his desk.

My mouth gaped open and my eyebrows drew closer together. "You kissed him last night?!" I started to feel my face turn red as I got closer to him and almost completely lost it.

"Jiminie, stop acting crazy." Tae said as he pushed me back and stood up next to me. "If you really want to know why I kissed him, you can ask him yourself." He opened his door.

I stared at the door and then looked back at him. This was the first time that he had ever signaled for me to leave his room.

We're best friends.
Why do I feel this way right now?

"I-I'm sorry." I gave him an apologetic look on the way out of his room. I was heading to my room when I heard the front door open.

"Baby boy," August said as he walked into my house with open arms. He wrapped his hand around me to grab my bottom as he smirked.

I rolled my eyes, not letting him see. "Yeah, it's great to see you too, Augie." I sighed.

He looked down at me and frowned. "Baby, what's wrong?" He asked me. I shook my head and leaned into his chest. "Nothing." I said.

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I was tying my apron around me when I felt a hand touch mine. I was swirled around and landed into a pair of arms. I looked up to see that the pair of arms belonged to August.

"Hey, baby boy." he grinned down at me. He let me go and I stood in front of him with a small smile. "I brought you this." He said.

August was holding a rose in his hand and he held it out to me. "Happy Valentine's Day."

I smiled and took the yellow rose. "You didn't have to get me anything." I smiled as I smelt the rose with a giddy look on my face.

"I wanted to give my baby something before I went to work," he smirked. "Just as a reminder that you still belong to me." He whispered.

I smiled and pushed him lightly towards the door. "Go to work, you're late." I said. He turned and walked out of the door, not forgetting to leave a certain someone a smirk as he walked off and out of sight.

  I looked back and saw Yoongi standing there with a grimace on his face as he looked out of the window. Great. Why is he upset now?

  Can I ever just get a break?

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