Marriage Contract | Yoonmin

Chapter Eight

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      He looked at the old piece of paper, feeling like he couldn't breathe anymore and his tears would appear any second. He felt emptiness in his stomach, his heart started beating like crazy. He gulped and took a deep breath.

–Are you okay?

      Jimin covered the paper with his clothes and took out a random t-shirt nodding.

–Yeah, I just thought I lost it.

      Lie. Lie about your feelings because no one cares anyway. Why would he care?

–Are you sure? You don't look well.. We can stay home if you want.

–No, it's fine.

      Yoongi nodded sighing while Jimin entered thw bathroom, washing his face with cold water and looked at himself in the mirror.

–You are going to be great. That's the past.

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      They entered the room that was filled with drunk teen-adults and even adults, filled with loud music in another language, drunk couples making out and different colored lights that attacked your eyes.

–I think I see Taehyung and that crackhead.

–What? Jimin said covering one of his ears.

–TAEHYUNG!

      Yoongi pointed towards the left corner of the room, Jimin looking there, seeing a very drunk Taehyung with his boyfriend, kissing and laughing.

–LET'S GO TO A QUIETER PLACE!

      Yoongi nodded and went towards the kitchen, Jimin following him like a lost puppy. They entered the kitchen where the music wasn't that loud, a small group of friends sitting in a circle.

–Y'all want to play truth or dare? A guy said placing a cigarette between his lips.

–No, we're fine. Yoongi rolled his eyes.

      Jimin just stood there and scanned the small room, the kitchen was almost like his but a little bit different and bigger.

–You want to drink something? I'm going to get some water.

–I don't see water here. Jimin frowned.

–I'll just search in the fridge.

–Oh, well, I don't want anything.

–Alright.

      Yoongi went to the fridge and looked inside of it, sighing, a disgusted expression being written all over his face. He searched in more places until he finally found a bottle of water and took a plastic cup, filling it.

–Why do you like water that much? You could easily drink that soda.

      Jimin was sitting on the high chairs, looking at Yoongi who was in the other corner of the table but infront of him.

–Hydratation is important, isn't it? Yoongi said drinking half of the cup. And I don't like soda that much, not alcohol.

–You don't? Jimin said raising one of his eyebrows. Your group of friends is the most popular one for a reason.

–I don't really hang out with them. Only NamJoon.

–And why is that? We are friends and we hang out.