In His House | COMPLETED

19. He's not for me

"OMFG 1k reads. What's this?" ⬅⬅ this is what I planned to say when I got 1k reads a month ago, but I didn't update so I'm saying it now lmao.

[Edit] Funny how I woke up to 1.7k reads today and I was like "omg I have 1070 reads" but I just found out it's fcking 1700 WHAT?! I'm so dumb istg.

But seriously, thank you so much💜

*Jk's voice* Let's get it...

[Edit again] Alright, so I just realized I reached 2k and I'm the worst. Thank you 💜

[Edit once more] Today 08/08/19 I have 2.12K and I haven't updated since June (may actually). I can't believe it. I'm shocked.

LET'S GET IT! (this time fr)

It was a rather cute scene to watch. Jimin was on the couch sleeping like he hadn't slept well in weeks -which was exactly the case- and Yoongi was about to do the same. His eyes felt heavy.

After their conversation, they went to the living room to watch some tv, talking and giving their opinions about some scenes, like they were getting to know each other. They were really starting from zero. And that relieved both of them. After that, they fell asleep on the couch without realizing.

The acute pain in Yoongi's neck woke him up, just to find Jimin cuddled in a ball with his head on Yoongi's lap.

"Well, this is new." Yoongi whispered with a smile, knowing that starting from now, he had new opportunities to become a better person. "Jimin. Jimin, wake up. You have to go to your bed."

"Don't want to." Jimin whispered without opening his eyes.

"Your body will hurt if you sleep here."

Jimin didn't answer because he was already sleeping again. Yoongi sighed and shrugged Jimin's head off his lap in a delicate way. He stood up and was about to go to his room, but he stopped on his tracks.

I can't leave him here.

Different from his usual self, he turned around and lifted Jimin over his shoulder and he was very surprised when he realized he weighed nothing, even though he was one centimeter taller than Yoongi, and the last time he saw his body it looked more toned than Yoongi's slim figure.

He opened Jimin's bedroom door and dropped him on his bed. Yoongi took his shoes off, so Jimin could be a little more comfortable, but he didn't try taking anything else off. He tucked the blond in his sheets, but his breath hitched when he got a glimpse of something pink under Jimin's sheets.

Yoongi gulped down as the memories came back to his mind, but he tried to shrug them off. The past was something he didn't want to recall after things were finally solved between them.

He walked to his room, plopped on his bed and fell asleep instantly.

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"You look... quite happy today." Was the first thing Hoseok said after watching Jimin on their first class.

"I'm feeling well today." Jimin flashed a small smile and Hoseok raised an eyebrow, already knowing where this was going.

"Why?"

"Yoongi and I sorted things out." He shrugged.

"So... are you still living with him because if you're looking a place you can come with me and-"

"I'm ok, Hobi. Thank you." He sighed. "We're trying this thing of pretending we're getting to know each other for the first time."

"So... six years straight to the trash can."

"Six years that were trash themselves, so yes." Jimin shrugged again.

"You're right. I still don't get used to know you were having such a hard time and I was-"

"Hobi, stop. This isn't your fault. You just didn't know and I was very naive, but I'm not anymore." He deadpanned. "I know he's not for me, and we'll never be something. I just need time to meet the right person, meanwhile I'll be alone and that's for the best."

"Are you sure?" Hoseok asked, feeling a little doubtful.

"That he's not the right person? Yes, I'm sure." The professor opened the door and started the lecture, making Hoseok go back to his place. "He's not for me." Jimin whispered.

I don't know if you realized what I did in this chapter, but shit's about to go down... even more. Enjoy.