KUMAMON KID ⚣ y.mn

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I KNOW ITS TAKING AGES FOR YOONMIN TO GET TOGETHER IN THE STORY

THEY WILL SOON I SWEAR

Also double update cuz why not (ps this chapter is the same length as my other chapters, I don't know why the scrolling thing is making it seem so long

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Yoongi POV:

"S-sorry... I don't know why that happened." Jimin returned, clutching a tissue up to his bleeding nose. "I guess I got a bit surprised by seeing your outfit. You never wear this sorta stuff and you never wear makeup."

"Yeah, I only agreed to wear it cuz Jungkook basically begged to do my makeup. I'll probably never wear makeup again after this, I feel like I look stupid." 

"You don't, hyung. You look... so good right now." I watched his Adam's apple bob up and down as he swallowed.

"You do too." I spoke ,looking him up and down once more and unconsciously running my tongue across my upper lip. A small smirk grew when I noticed his gaze immediately fall to the ground and he mumbled a timid 'thank you,hyung'.

"Ooh la la, am I the only one that can sense Yoonmin tension." Taehyung voiced huskily, provocatively biting his bottom lip. I glared at him, getting him to stop pulling his weird, erotic faces.  "Wait, where's Kookie?" he asked.

Jungkook peaked out from behind my shoulder. "Hyung, why did you pick out these shorts for me? They're showing so much of my legs~" he whined to Taehyung. Taehyung's mouth gaped for a good two seconds as he stared at Jungkook's toned yet slightly muscly legs .

"F-fuck..." he muttered faintly, not intending to be heard.

"I'd really appreciate it if you stopped staring at my brothers thighs,please." I grumbled, standing directly in front of Taehyung so that his line of sight was blocked. He coughed into his hand, blush just about visible under his unnecessary shades.

"Anyways, come inside. "

 Jimin nudged his head towards the door, interlocking our pinkies together and dragging me inside. I furrowed my eyebrows when I spotted a man setting up equipment in the area just outside the apartment.

"Uh, whose that?"

"Oh, I forgot to tell you. My mom hired a dj after I told her Taehyung was throwing me a party."

Dj? Jesus christ, talk about rich kid...

"Why is he setting up outside, though?"

"I rented out some of the empty corridors and room just outside the apartment. Taehyung said we might need a bit of extra space. I don't know why he's worrying though, this apartments the biggest in the whole complex and there are only a few friends coming."

"Yeah...Just a few friends." I vocalised to no one in particular, glaring at Taehyung through the corner of my eye. He just shrugged his shoulders and smiled - acting as if inviting more than 300 people was the obvious thing to do. "Uhh, nevermind that. I ,uh, got you a present."

"Oh, you didn't have to-"

"I wanted to. Here, I hope you like it." I handed him his present sheepishly ; disappointed at the cheap wrapping paper I bought. I had spent quite a lot of my wages from the cafe on mine and Jungkook's party outfits. 

"I-I'm sorry if it doesn't seem like much. Money's been a bit short. " 

"Don't worry,hyung. I'm sure I'm going to love it." Delicately, he began to tear the edges of the wrapping paper . He unwrapped it with caution, being gentle as if he genuinely worried about damaging the gift inside.