soulmate!jikook
when you wake up after your 21st birthday, your soulmates initials will appear tattooed on your wrist.
idol!jungkook wakes up with "pjm" on his wrist and sees a certain someone with his initials on theirs..
‼️ THIS IS FICTION ‼️
as soon as jimin sat down in his apartment, his body landed on his couch.
he laid there for a good 5 minutes in silence, face muffled by the overly fluffy throw pillow that sat on the couch along with jimin.
he cut the silence by groaning.
he moved to lay on his back, eyes looking up at the blank ceiling with a pout evident on his full, plump lips.
he looked over at his phone that he placed on the little table in front of the couch before slamming his body on it, seeing a notification popping up on his screen.
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he sighed after waiting for a minute to get a response, putting down his phone realizing that the plane must have taken off already so he won't be getting a reply for a while.
jimin sat straight on the couch now, eyes just roaming the room freely, not sure where to place them.
the silence felt like it was holding him in place, enveloping itself around him, trapping him.
it's like the silence had a color, pitch black. it had a texture, foggy. the feeling was almost anxiety filled. wouldn't let him breathe. maybe that breath was still with jungkook, when would he get it back?
the silence fled the room once a presence was added. jimin could finally breathe but not as much.
he looked up and saw taehyung standing there, hair messy and ruffled, cheeks tinted pink and clothes bunched up.
"hey, did jungkook get on the plane yet?" taehyung groggily asked jimin, cutely rubbing his right eye with his knuckles.
jimin smiled at his best friend, getting up and giving him a warm hug.
"yeah, he just texted me." jimin responded as he pulled away from his sudden, out-of-nowhere, hug.
taehyung pursed his lips, looking away from jimin.
"how are you feeling, bub?" jimin softly asked taehyung as he rubbed the younger's head.
"eh, just tired." he responded back as his eyes met his best friend's again.
"wanna go out tonight?" jimin asked, a smirk spreading onto his lips.
taehyung thought it for a second, the thought of going out with jimin seemed fun. maybe it will let him forget about his problems for a few hours.
"yeah, sure." taehyung agreed, his own smirk evident on his lips. "where?" he tilted his head to side, his brown hair hanging a bit.
jimin pursed his lips and looking up as if he was thinking. "hmm, how about dinner and a club?" he said, looking back at taehyung.
"yes! sounds fun, minnie." taehyung brightly smiled. he missed hanging out with his best friend one-on-one.
jimin eyed taehyung's hair, another smirk landing straight on his lips.
"what if we dye your hair too?" he eyed taehyung, trying to read him.
"why not?" taheyung shrugged. "what color you thinking?"
jimin reached out to card his fingers through taehyung's hair, squinting his eyes.
"how about," he backed up and furrowed his eyebrows, crossing his arms. "blonde!" his eyebrows shot up along with his right hand, pointed at the ceiling.
"blonde?" taehyung muttered to himself.
"alright." he smiled at his best friend thinking that he'd look pretty damn good.
"i'll call the salon i go to so we don't fuck up your hair." jimin laughed, grabbing his phone and calling the salon.
after a few minutes, jimin put his phone in his back pocket. "they said we can go in in about 45 minutes, the process will take about 2 hours because your hair isn't dark brown." jimin explained.
taehyung nodded, "will we have enough time to get ready for tonight?" he asked, looking over at the wall clock that hung up above their couch.
"oh yeah, it's only.." jimin looked at the clock also, "1 o'clock? yeah we'll have plenty of time." he said, walking past taehyung to the hallway.
"come, let's get you dressed and we'll leave in case there's traffic."
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"it looks so good, tae!" jimin clapped once the too were left alone in their section of the salon.
"you think so?" taehyung asked, smiling at his reflection in the mirror.
"i know so." jimin responded, smiling at taehyung looking pleased with his new hair color.
the ride home was filled with laughter and the two boys singing along to the songs that played from taehyung's phone that was plugged in the AUX chord.
they got inside their penthouse/apartment and headed straight to jimin's room to get ready.
they blasted music on the speaker sitting in jimin's room by his bed, the two in the bathroom doing their makeup and styling their hair.
jimin applied concealer but not too heavy, matte brown and sparkly gold eyeshadow, and clear lipgloss.
taehyung applied concealer too, still not heavy at all. he then applied some eyebrow filler just to make them sharper, beige eyeshadow and chapstick.
they turned to each other and yelled at the same time, "YOU LOOK HOT AS FUCK."
the best friends laughed together and ran back into jimin's room.
"help me. what do i wear?" jimin asked taehyung, opening up his closet to reveal a ton of clothing items ranging from, shirts, jackets, pants, cardigans, hoodies, shoes, etc.
so much items they couldn't exactly see everything hidden inside the big closet unless they dug through it all.
taehyung looked through the clothes, looking at each piece he picked thoroughly.
he laid out an outfit on jimin's bed, dragging jimin towards his own room to have him help pick his outfit, too.
jimin picked out an outfit within 5 minutes, laying it out on taehyung's bed also.
"knock on my door when you're done, alright?" jimin asked while walking to taehyung's door before stopping at it to look at him.
"alright, go!" taehyung shooed jimin away, laughing. he closed his door and started to get ready.
