My STD Coach: Yoonmin

XIX

"Dayun has herpes."

"Wha-ack!" I choke on my water from shock.

"Yep. I didn't say that either one of them were clean. I only said one has aids." Yoongi pats my back as I continue to cough.

"Do you need assistance, Jimin?" Taehyung asks and I hurriedly refuse. The thought of a metal hand slamming down on my back isn't flattering.

"So they're both hoes?" I recover from my choking. Taehyung stares at me with a worried expression.

"Indeed."

Yesterday was eventful. Very, very eventful. I became Yuki's dad I guess, I learned about two women's whoreness, and I had the best kiss of my life.

Very eventful day.

"Taehyung, did you check the mail?" Yoongi asks from the kitchen where I'm helping him prepare breakfast.

"Yes master. There are two bills, water and electric, and there is something for Jimin. From Mr. Jeon Jungkook, I believe."

"Jungkook?! Jeon Jungkook?" I drop my bowl and rush to Taehyung.

"Yes. Jeon Jungkook, 24 years-old, bachelor's degree in music production and you two indulged in education together at the same prestiged school." Taehyung projects a picture of Jungkook on the wall.

I haven't seen him in so long. We may have been fuck buddies but he was still my best friend.

"Give me!" I take the envelope from Taehyung's hand and read it.

He misses me. He talks about how lonely he's been without me and how he begged Jin to give him my new address. He says he wants to meet up today at 3PM at the mall so we can finally see each other. He took the time to plan this letter for when it'll arrive. Such a sweet Jungkook!

"Interesting." Yoongi peers down my shoulder to read the letter. His body heat behind me makes my heartbeat quicken.

"Jimin, your heartbeat has rose from 70 beats per minute to 110 beats per minute. Are you okay?" Taehyung comments.

"You flustered?" Yoongi looks at me and I notice how close we are.

"Now, your surface temperature is rising. Are you unwell?"

Damn Taehyung! He's always exposing me!

"No! You suck Taehyung!"

"I'm sorry. I do not understand. Master Yoongi has not programmed an understanding nor response to such statement." He cocks his head, its brown hair bounces from the action.

"Go ahead and go." Yoongi goes back into the kitchen.

"Huh? Go and meet him?" I ask, shocked.

"Yeah. Taehyung will accompany you."

"Yes I will."

"Why can't you go?" No offense to Taehyung but I like having Yoongi around. It's comforting.

"I have a doctor's appointment and I would certainly interfere in your conversations. You wouldn't want me there, right?" Yoongi looks at me.

"I would want you there." I stare back.

We stare at each other, longingly. I have no idea what our relationship is. It's like we want each other but we're just too stubborn to admit it.

"You'll be fine." He breaks the stare. "Come finish breakfast so you can go."

"Okay. And Taehyung stop reading my body."

"I will try not to, Jimin."