Roommates |Yoonmin|✔️

30

  Jimin sighed once he realized it was almost dark. He had been dancing at the studio down the street in hopes to stay away from Yoongi for as long as possible, but a ding on his phone made his music stop, making him annoyed.

He furrowed his eyebrows as he looked at his phone screen. "Storm Alert: Heavy Precipitation Approaching, Mild Winds Approaching - 20 Minutes." He read.

  Just then, Jimin's eyes widened.

  He hated seeing this. Jimin is a very weak person when it comes to certain things. Being yelled at, being scolded, someone being mad at him, anything you could think of, really. But the one thing that absolutely scares Jimin is storms. He absolutely is terrified of them.

  Anything can happen during storms.

  Winds can get high enough to rip of roofs, to tear trees or houses from the ground, and they can even create tunnels and blow people away. Rain hitting the roof hard makes him bundle up to himself, hoping it will go away soon. Tornadoes can be formed. So can tsunamis. Anything can hurt someone.

  All of those thoughts scare Jimin.

  He quickly grabbed his bag and ran out of the studio. He paid the owner for letting him use the room he was in and he just started running home. Nothing else mattered to him.

  The clouds in the sky were dark and Jimin could see trees being blown to the side, leaves falling as the wind picked up. "Shit." Jimin mumbled to himself. He wasn't far away from home, but he wasn't exactly close either.

  Sprinkles of rain water began falling on Jimin and the wind's speed picked up, blowing his hair and jacket in every way possible.

  He finally made it to the street he lived on, but the rain had already picked up and pretty much soaked him by then. His breathing was starting to quicken as he ran faster, wanting to get home. He didn't care that the mean boy was there, probably sleeping in Jimin's bed because he forgot to talk to the owner about the leak.

  The leak..

  "Aw, shit." Jimin groaned as he realized that the leak in his ceiling is going to be ten times worse after this storm. When he finally made it to his apartment, he tried to open the door.

  It's locked.

  Jimin wiped off his face, not knowing whether it was rain or tears by now. He looked around for his key, but remembered that he had set it on the bench in the studio room he was in. He frowned and looked up at the door, trying to see. His hair was being blown into his eyes, stinging as it stabbed him. "Open the door!" He called out to Yoongi as he banged on the door.

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