Coffee & Kisses

5

   Jimin reaches it home fully intact, but his lungs were gasping for air because of the smile he'd flat out sprinted to get away from an angry Hoseok.

    He walked into the house smiling, acting like he wasn't sweating profusely and that his hair wasn't stuck to his forehead. Thankfully, his Eomma was in the kitchen preparing dinner for the family, not even noticing the door shut closed. Jimin sighed a breath of relief, not wanting to explain his predicament to his Eomma. He walked upstairs and flopped onto the floor of his bedroom, breathing in deep breaths, in and out. When he regained his composure, he walked over to his dresser and changed into his sweatpants and a white t-shirt, and grabbed his sports bag. It was a Wednesday, and because school 'conveniently' started in the middle of the week, he didn't have much time to sign permission slips for the year and such because of dance is on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays.

    He walked down the stairs happily, thinking of what he might be doing in his dance class today, already in a better mood than before. Plus he was still thoroughly excited from his run-in with the new boy, or Min Yoongi, which he still had yet to actually say and see if it sounded as nice as he'd thought it would be. He'd prove that later. Right now though, he had to grab a snack, hug his Eomma, and get out without having to talk about his school day.      
That'll be fun.. he thought to himself while rolling his eyes.

   Eventually, he made it out of the house in perfect timing, able to persuade his Eomma that he'd be back soon and they could talk after everything and that he would run late. So he plopped into the minivan his mother owned and drove off to his dance school, which wasn't too far.