Waterboy [Yoonmin]

Treinta-Siete.

"Now lets just go crazy!" Jimin said as he impulsively ran around the room.

"I thought we were dancing?"

"We are silly! But don't you hear the song? We're suppose to not care what people think."

Yoongi shrugged and followed Jimin's crazy moves until he started running again. "Fuck that. We can't be running. That's too much for me." He said as he leaned forward to catch a breath.

"You're a football player. You always run what's the difference now?"

"In football I'm running to win."

"We are running to win too." Jimin said as he crossed his arms across his chest.

"You have attitude problems. You know that?"

"Attitude problems?" He shrieked offended.

"Yeah. You act like a baby."

"I'm not a baby!" He responded stomping his foot. Which only proved Yoongi was right.

"Listen, I'll do whatever you wish but think about it. Our stage is literally like five feet long. We can barely do shit there."

Jimin hummed. Yoongi was right. The stage was small. "But, I'll run around that five foot stage for you." He added.

"Well, now I don't know if I want to do that. You're mean." He said with an attitude.

"I'll give you free food."

"You're forgiven." Jimin immediately responded.

"Let's go eat then. We've been here for twelve hours."

Jimin rolled his eyes, "We've been here for two hour, Yoongi. And we took ten five minute breaks! Which adds up to fifty minutes of doing nothing."

"We've worked hard! We deserve a fifty minute break!"

"But we—"

"Let's go eat. I'm hungry!" Yoongi whined.

"Fine! And I'm the child." He scoffed.

He grabbed his wallet and waited for Yoongi. Today they were practicing in his garage.

Jimin thought Yoongi's house was extremely cute and it didn't look like he would live there. Then again, his mom was the one that decorated the house which made sense.

"Let me go get my wallet. Come on." He told Jimin as he went up the stairs. He followed Yoongi to the kitchen where he grabbed a banana then he handed one to him too.

"You already gave me one this morning."

"I'm aware. I want to give you two." He said.

Jimin took it turning a light pink. He turned his head to avoid Yoongi looking at his blush. "Your mom leaves you notes too?" He asked when he spotted one on the fridge.

"Yeah all the time. She took Holly to an appointment."

"Is Holly your sibling?"

"He's my son."

"What?" Jimin asked shocked.

"Holly is my dog but technically my child. I treat him as one."

"You have a dog?" Jimin giggled.

"Yes."

"That's so cute!" He sighed his cheeks turning red.

"Whatever. Let's go get the damn wallet."

Jimin kept smiling as they went down the hallway. He was busy peeling his banana that he didn't pay attention to where they were walking.

It's not until a scent of Yoongi hit him that he looked around and noticed his room. Oh yes, Yoongi had a scent. One that Jimin could not describe in words.