strawberries & cigarettes || YOONMIN ✔ wattys2019

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*music above*

6 am in the morning. Both have to get ready. Jimin for college and yoongi for his new job. Jimin sat up and groaned. He was not ready for this.

"Y-yoongi", he hiccups as he shakes his shoulder lightly, attempting to wake him up after a tiring night.

"Hm, what", yoongi groaned without moving a bone in his body. Jimin tucked a stray hair behind yoongis beautiful ear and came closer to kiss it. "I'm s-scared", he whispered after kissing the earlobe. And that's when yoongi jumped up, "fuck. Oh. I- forgot"

He rubbed his eyes and his gaze wandered to the old clock on the wall, "I have to be there in half an hour!"

"I know" jimin mumbled, without looking up. He was upset and so scared to go back.

"Oh, jiminie.. " yoongi shook his head, "you'll be fine! Today is gonna be great. Trust me."

"But- I'd rather not go."

"You have to." Yoongi cut him off.

"I'm so scared, yoongi. Look! my hands are shaking. I feel like throwing up.", jimin whined and looked at yoongi with teary eyes.

"Listen, jimin. I have no time. I promise you'll be alright, okay? I have to get ready now." He calmly explains and places a soft kiss on the youngers forehead.

Jimin wished he could hug yoongi now or cry to relief his stress and anxiety, but yoongi was clearly in a hurry. Jimin had still some time left until he had to go, so he thought of making some breakfast while yoongi was in the shower.

He walked down, grabbed the bag of toast, sliced some avocado and made eggs. His egg-avocado toast were his favorite and also the best thing he could make. He placed the two breads on a plate proudly and added some cherry tomatoes. Healthy and fresh, he smiled to himself and hurried to make some coffee for yoongi.

Yoongi wore his cologne and did his hair before coming down to wear his shoes.

"Yoongi!" Jimin called and their eyes met, "I made us breakfast. Avocado toasts."

"Oh, maybe later ,jimin. I have to go now." He kissed jimins cheek and headed towards the door.

"Wait! You can take it with you. I can wrap it really quick if you want." Jimin suggested.

"No it's fine. Eat well. Take care, baby." Yoongi opened the doorknob.

"B-but I made you coffee!", jimin said with a small voice. His perfect morning expectations completely destroyed.

"Thanks, jimin. You can heat it up when I'm back. Love you, bye!", he said before he stormed outside. He felt a little bad for jimin but he couldn't mess up on his first week of work. Showing up too late gives a bad impression.

Jimin sat on the kitchen table staring at the avocado toast emotionless. He didn't want to eat anymore. His appetite for food completely went away. Maybe he was overreacting, but he cared too much about little moments like these.

As he dressed up he thought about the whole situation again, realizing that maybe it wasn't that big of a deal. After all, yoongi is doing this job for him. And yoongis job was probably more important than his needs for love and affection on busy work days.

He looked at himself in the mirror one last time, before taking a deep breath, deciding he was ready. Ready to face his fear.

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679..

He was counting his footsteps until he reached the college's main entrance. Not out of boredom, neither a childish behavior, but to distract himself and stop his head from thinking about anything negative.

"You got this ",he whispered to himself as he entered the building. Everything looked so familiar, yet felt so strange. The faces, the vibes. Was this the place he once loved the most? Or at least, thought he did. Maybe it was just what society expected him to love. Just like his father. But instead, he loved a boy. A pale one with skinny legs and a smile that makes your heart feel warm inside.

He fell in love with the person everyone warned him about, yet nothing felt ever so right and so peaceful. No matter what would happen, he knew with certainty that this was the love he would never regret. Not now and not in hundred years.

"You're not actually back, are you?"

The voice sounded to familiar. And too judgmental.

"I w-was.. " he turned around, not knowing what he was saying."Chan!"

"I can't believe this... What the fuck happened, dude?! Do you know how worried I was. How many times I called? How many times I visited your house and no one even responded! I've seen the living room lights on, but I couldn't just break into your house. What were you thinking?!!" Chan yelled through gritted teeth.

"I'm so sorry i-, I wasn't even home and-"

"Yeah, I'm not that dumb. I looked for you at your boyfriends house too but nobody was there. The door was open. Window broken. I thought something happened! I thought he did something to you! Where have you been for fucks sake!! Do you know what you have done!!!" He yelled, drawing attention on them.

Everybody was staring now. Jimin saw it clearly. The dirty looks. The whispers. The looks of judges. It couldn't get any worse.

"I- Chan. I'll explain everything but why is everyone staring like that-?" Jimin panicked and his hands got sweaty.

"Oh", chan suddenly laughed. And for a second jimin was confused but then Chan continued..

"maybe because everyone here thought you were dead just like the person who informed us!!"

"W-what?"

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