BTS Oneshots

The House Down the Street pt.2

Yoonmin

Warnings: Slight Profanity

Yoongi yawned as he stretched his hands out, but he paused as he felt something squishy, he poked it a little before peeking at what ever was in front of him. He gasped a little and retreated his hands as orange hair came into view.

His eyes grew wide as he looked around him slowly. His pillow and blanket lay abandoned on the floor. He must of slept walked or something.

He looked back at Jimin, his face was curled in Yoongi's chest, one arm cuddled under his chin and the other hung over Yoongi's waist. Their legs were intertwined and Yoongi blushed as the boy's breath hit his neck.

As if Jimin could hear his fast heart beat, Jimin's eyes fluttered open, looking Yoongi in the eyes, and watching a small innocent smile creep across his face.

Jimin gasped suddenly, his arms flailing and legs kicking until Yoongi landed on the floor with a loud thump.

Yoongi layed there for a second, looking up at the ceiling, until he saw Jimin stick his head over the edge of the bed to give him a fowl stare.

"Ow." Yoongi said bluntly, sitting up. Even when Jimin is angry he is cute.

"Well! What the heck were you doing on my bed? I gave you a nice comfy spot on the floor! Bad boy!" Jimin rushed out, getting off the bed to walk to his bathroom. He grumbled as he raked a hand through his hair, turning around to look at Yoongi for an explanation before opening his bathroom door.

Yoongi scoffed. "I'm not a dog Jimin. And I dont know, I must of slept walked." Yoongi watched as Jimin walked into the bathroom, looking at his face in the mirror and murmuring a quiet 'slept walked my ass.' Yoongi's cheeks became red as Jimin raised his shirt above his head and threw it in his hamper. His everything pretty much on show, tiny briefs covering up his no no square.

Yoongi could just stare at the beautiful boy in front of him, his mouth hung open in shock. How was he so comfortable with his body on show like that? But damn, Yoongi loved it.

Jimin began to wash his face, but looked up into the mirror when he felt a presence behind him. He gulped when he saw Yoongi behind him. He closed his eyes when the taller leaned in to whisper in his ear.

"Can I brush my teeth?" Yoongi looked at the boy through the mirror, his cheeks dusted pink.

How did he make that sound so sexy?! Jimin bit the inside of his cheek. His voice sounds so familiar.

Jimin turned around to face Yoongi, scratching his cheek lightly as the bubbles tickled his skin. He stared into Yoongi's eyes.

Yoongi lifted an eyebrow. "What are you doing?" Yoongi grabbed the smaller's waist, almost by instinct, but Jimin push his hands off gently, squinting his eyes.

"I'm trying to read you. I, I know you from somewhere, hmm." Jimin tilted his head.

"Well, I do live like five houses down from you, of course I seem familiar." Yoongi backed off a little, remembering the hand drawn poster he had seen above Jimin's headboard last night.

AGUST D.

That was Yoongi's name on YouTube, where he posted all of his music. But nobody knew this. And the fact that Jimin seemed to recognize his voice made his heart flutter.

"Mm." Jimin nodded and turned around, his hips on fire where Yoongi had just placed his cold fingers. Jimin cleared his throat, and bent down to wash his face off in the sink.

Look away! Look away! Yoongi internally screamed, Jimin's butt being dangerously close to his, um, you know... He watched as Jimin's back muscles moved as his hands rubbed the soap off his face.