Lover King | Yoonmin

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"Hawaii, here we come!" Jimin yelled, excitedly waving around their plane tickets.

Yoongi looked with a furrowed brow at his new phone that Hoseok had insisted him to buy now that they would all be in different countries.

Ridiculous, Yoongi's Nokia worked completely fine and never broke, this phone? The screen already had a crack. "Not up to date grandpa?" Jimin bumped his shoulder into Yoongi's. Annoyed, the vampire handed the phone to the younger man. "How do I open the camera view of the mansion?" Jimin rolled his eyes before scrolling through the apps and opening the security app. With a teasing smile Jimin handed the phone back. "Why are you checking?"

"Oh forgive me for not wanting my house to burn down, again." Jimin threw his hands up in a playful surrender, a soft smile on his face.

An announcement was heard over the airport's intercom, and finally, they could board.

-

"OH MY GOD, WE ARE GOING TO DIE!"

"Sir."

"YOONGI WE ARE CRASHING DOWN WHY ARE YOU SO CALM!?" Jimin swung his legs over Yoongi's lap, holding on to the poor man for dear life.

"Sir, we are just experiencing turbulence, please calm down." Awkwardly, Jimin slowly let go of his tight grip he had onto Yoongi's blazer. "Oh. We aren't dying?" The flight attendant shook her head.

"Oh. Okay then, I'll calm down." The flight attendant looked over at Yoongi. "Please control your boyfriend next time."

Boyfriend?

Hold up. Why is Yoongi not stopping her and clarifying that they are NOT boyfriends? Jimin's mind was going insane. He looked at the position they were in and frantically flailed his limbs in order to sit into his chair normally again. Hopefully no one saw that.

"What happened to the quiet boy Namjoon claimed to meet?" Yoongi closed his eyes in annoyance, leaning back in his chair.

"I had my awakening, I'm way too fucking hot to be quiet."

"Well extinguish that fire and calm the fuck down."

"Okay, mom." Jimin snorted, going to look out of the window instead. "What did you just call me?" Yoongi's eyes peeked open, his eyebrows furrowed.

"Okay, Mom~~" Jimin said in a sing-songy tone while Yoongi was shooting daggers with his eyes. "Never call me that again."

"Why not, mom?" Jimin teased, nudging Yoongi with his shoulder. Yoongi's hand all of the sudden reached for the armrests. "Do you feel that?"

"What!?"

"I think we are crashing down."

"NO! I'M TOO YOUNG AND HOT TO DIE." Jimin went into a fetal position, cradling himself for comfort.

Yoongi let go off the armrests and tried his hardest to stifle his laughter. The rest of the plane will hate him for this but Yoongi was quite satisfied with his actions.

-

The two had landed and made their way to the hotel, from all the screaming Jimin had temporarily lost his voice. "Peace and quiet." Yoongi breathed out while pulling his luggage along with him. Jimin struggled with his luggage while glaring holes into Yoongi's back.

"Good afternoon, I made a reservation."

"Under what name is it booked sir?"

"Park Jimin." The receptionist typed the name into their system and what you know, their reservation popped up. "Ah right here, for two weeks, yes?"

"Yes ma'am." The lady smiled at them before handing Yoongi the key to room 420. Jimin had never been so disappointed that he wasn't able to make a dumb joke about it.

The two men made their way up to their room, Yoongi scanned the key before swinging the door open. Both the men just kind of stared before awkwardly looking at each other.

Why is there only one bed?

-

"I'm sorry sir, we were out of rooms with two beds when you made your reservation. I hope you two don't mind." The receptionist said with a kind smile.

"Why didn't you inform me beforehand?" Yoongi waved the keycard around, he wasn't too happy. The man liked his own space and who knows what kind of bed hog Jimin was.

"We sent an email to Park Jimin informing you about the issue." Yoongi turned around to stare straight into the mundane's soul. "You never check your email, do you?" Jimin awkwardly smiled and shook his head. "Great." Yoongi sighed.