In His House | COMPLETED

21. Read for me

From chapter 1 to 20 the story is more focused on Jimin, but starting from this one it will be a little more focused on Yoongi and his thoughts. Of course, I am still going to explain Jimin's feelings and thoughts because this story doesn't have a specific pov, but yeah.

"Shit!" Jimin screamed out of frustration, grabbing his hair as he looked horrified at his laptop that was on his bed. In a matter of seconds, Yoongi was already in Jimin's room with his fists ready to fight. He got scared when he heard him screaming because Jimin barely makes noises and he has never heard him swear. Well, except for that one time-

"What's wrong?!" Yoongi asked, eyes examining Jimin's room, looking for a threat, but there was nothing, just Jimin with a sour expression.

"I-I, sorry. I didn't mean to s-scream. I-" He mumbled a little awkward. Yoongi visibly relaxed when he realized he wasn't in danger. He went to sit on Jimin's bed beside him. They had watched a few movies on Jimin's bedroom last week, so they weren't uncomfortable anymore. Now that Jimin thinks about it, they had been chilling in his room, but he hadn't entered Yoongi's room yet.

"What happened?" Yoongi asked, concerned.

Jimin sighed and just showed him his laptop screen. "This." He just said. Yoongi was expecting the worse when Jimin showed him the screen. Maybe someone leaked his nudes or someone is threatening to do so, Yoongi dismissed the thought right after thinking it. To his surprise, the screen just showed a letter.

"Looks like an official letter." Yoongi muttered as he squinted his eyes to read.

"Read it."

"I'm doing it, but I didn't bring my glasses." He kept squinting his eyes.

"God, you're so old." Jimin smiled and Yoongi just scoffed.

"I just can't see. It has nothing to do with my age, brat." Yoongi almost regretted saying it because he didn't know if they already were on that phase where they can joke with each other. But after some seconds, Jimin just laughed, and Yoongi calmed.

Yoongi finished reading the letter and he frowned, still not getting what was the big deal.

"Yeah..." Yoongi said.

"You don't get it, right?"

"Sorry, I don't." Yoongi bit his lower lip. "I think it's something good, actually. They chose your essay among all the essays in your university."

"Yeah." Jimin sighed. "And now I have to lecture a group of another university."

"That's cool."

"Yoongi, I have to lecture a group." Jimin deadpanned, and Yoongi tried not to pay attention to how disappointed he felt when Jimin didn't call him hyung, but he asked for it. "I, Park Jimin, have to speak in a room full of people for an hour or more."

And then Yoongi understood. Jimin couldn't do it. Jimin barely could speak with people in a normal conversation, let alone lecture a group of university students. Jimin slowly nodded when he saw Yoongi's realization expression.

"But you can-" Yoongi tried, leaning against the headboard.

"No, Yoongi. I can't." The blond sighed. "The reason why I have such good grades is because I'm really good when I write, but when I have to s-speak I-I." He groaned, burying his head on the pillow.

"I'll help you."

Jimin opened one eye to see if Yoongi was serious. "Really? How?"

"I earn money by lecturing people every single day, I think I can help." Yoongi lightly shook Jimin's shoulder when the other didn't answer. "Come on. You can't let an opportunity like this go."