I hate how time flows
even in this moment.
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"No! Uh, fuck. I told you to put the onions! Not the garlic."
It has been a week since the scene at the rooftop happend. Yoongi is currently teaching Jimin how to cook a squid.
"Well, I'm sorry, mister. Unlike you, I am not a cook." Jimin scoffed. Yoongi rolled his eyes. "It's not my fault you don't listen to the instructions."
"Whatever. Anyway, let's go outside today. I am bored." Jimin yawned.
"Oh hi bored. My names's Yoongi. And you have to finish learning how to cook or your gonna fail at Home Economics." Jimin scowled. "Fine. After doing this shit."
After 45 minutes of shouting and nagging, the two finally finished. They washed up themselves and went to the arcade. They played hockey. Yoongi won.
They played zombie games. Jimin always died first.
"Arrgh! Why do I always lose?!" Jimin pulled his hair in frustration while Yoongi clutched his stomach, laughing. "You were the one who suggested we go to an arcade and yet you kept losing."
"No! This time I get to chose the game." Yoongi rolled his eyes. "Whatever."
"Oh really! Fine. I chose Just Dance." Yoongi paled(is that possible) as Jimin sneered. "Why? Is our Yoonie scared."
"Me? Scared? Hmph! As if Park Jimin. Bring it on!"
And so they did.
Yoongi lost.
"I demand a rematch!" Jimin rolled his eyes and imserted another token. He chose the song Eyes, Nose, Lips by Taeyang. He decided to go easy with Yoongi.
Yoongi was doing good. In the middle of the dance, there was a part where the dancers would spin around and when Jimin did so, he lost his balance and went crashing to the floor. That wasn't until Yoongi caught Jimin by the waist.
Jimin opened his closely shut eyes and stared in Yoongi's. There was something behind that cold eyes of his. Something -
"Hey. You okay?" Jimin snapped out of his trance and stoop up straight.
"Yeah. I'm fine. Thanks. We should go now, by the way. It's getting pretty late." Yoongi nodded.
The walk back to the dorms was silent but peaceful. As they walked, Jimin looked up to the starry sky.
"Hey, Yoongi. Have you ever tried getting hurt before? Not physically but the mentally and emotionally."
A beat of silence.
"Yeah."
And the conversation was over.
They arrived at the dorm and sat in the sofa in silence. Jimin was about to go to his own room when Yoongi suddenly spoke.
"Jimin. When do you want to tell me about what's going on between you, Taehyung and Jungkook?" Jimin stopped short and looked at Yoongi with a forced smile.
"I'll tell you when I'm ready. Okay?" And he left to his room.
"It's fine, Jimin. I'll wait when you're ready. I just want to heal whatever have to cause you that much pain." Yoongi mumbled as he watched Jimin's back disappear inside his room before going into his own room.
He would wait. Even if he has his own pain.
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06-23-19
Bonus( 3 steps of lol-ing woozi)
1. pfft ( holding back laughter)
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2. laughs
(^o^)
3. claps fast
(^o^) + 👏
additional #4
hitting other members(especially DK)
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Teach Me How To Move On || myg • pjm
Fanfiction"You think you're the only one who experienced this suffering but like you, I'm no stranger to the painful feeling after always being left behind." "If that's so, can you teach me how to move on?"
