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Jimin was surprised would be a subtlety to state.

His eyes were on stalks as soon as they landed on the person at other side of the entrance.

Was it a bolt from the blue? He did a double check assuming, he might be overthinking. But no, the reality indeed slapped him hard.

Like the truth just dropped a bombshell, he was at the verge of getting knocked down with a feather, as soon as Yoongi's eyes met with his.

If he could only decipher the feelings behind those dark orbs of the elder he was staring at, what could it be phrased as, he wondered.

A sudden chillness ran through his body, the way Yoongi was gazing him past Mrs. Park. A hint of proud feeling, a mixture of mischief, satisfaction and a certain emotion he couldn't quite touch.

Now that his only focus was getting on him, the pale guy he was describing the hell of his life, Yoongi.

All trapped under his trance called eyes, his gaze not allowing Jimin to avert away from, even if he would try hard to for.

His heart-strings pulled, soul under his spell, as if Yoongi was not on his mind already, all the damn time, he was getting pulled to him by some kind of invisible string of emotion, he wasn't ready to accept just yet.

Beautiful...he thought, now that his mind was not under his control but lost in the gorgeousness of the now black haired beauty, who had this younger completely spellbound.

Now that Yoongi's hair was dyed black, his pale skin was more highlighting like those stars shine in the dark sky of night. Accompanied with his veins more prominent visibility, as if they were not noticeable already, his appearance Jimin described in his mind, so manly but dainty.

Somewhere between the trance of time a smile was playing on Jimin's face, but for the very unknown reason that he was feeling very satisfied, full and happy unreasonably.

Yoongi, right in-front of him, their eyes staring at each other, he liked this bizarre feeling, and so the bubbly feeling in his stomach.

"Earth to Park Jimin!"

Mrs. Park's voice echoed a tad louder, as Jimin jumped in utter shock and surprise.

"Umm...what mama..? What were you saying..?" Jimin asked all confused as to what was going on and why suddenly was his mother shouting.

"God, you're such a clueless little. I've been calling you for the fourth time."

"Uh? What?" Of-course Jimin asked all surprised now that he was zoning out appreciating Yoongi's newly dyed hair.

"Never mind. Just let Yoongi inside, I'll go prepare some tea for all of us before leaving."

With this Mrs. Park left the both lads standing there. Jimin turned to his back, now facing Yoongi, his face filling with annoyance as soon as he noticed that evil smirk on the elder's face.

"Missed me, baby?"

Yoongi asked, cocking his head to a side, leaning against the door frame, jamming his hands in his front pockets, standing cross legged in a, you know as they say, in dabangg style, with his signature smirk that annoys the hell out of the Jimin.

If Jimin wasn't already annoyed, he was then.

Scrunching his nose in definite irk, he jerked his forefinger towards elder's face, basically to his nose.