Roommates |Yoonmin|✔️

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(Kinda long but oh well)

Tiptoeing wasn't exactly easy in an apartment that was cheap. The floor would make noises every few steps, and Yoongi couldn't help but to try and make it quieter even when he can't.

At first, he had merely wanted a drink from the kitchen. But, he realized that Jimin's room was right there. Right next to the kitchen.

He stepped towards what he knew was Jimin's bed, but he couldn't see much at all. The only light in the room was from the moon, and the only sounds were the ones he was making and the sound of Jimin's breathing.

All other sounds had left the earth.

Yoongi wanted to make sure that Jimin was asleep before he tried snooping around in the oh-so-suspicious box. He knew it was wrong, but he also knew that if this boy was actually hiding something illegal, he didn't want to be here anymore for the sake of himself.

And so, Yoongi stepped right up to the side of Jimin's bed that he usually sleeps on and he took out his phone to turn on his flashlight.

He turned his flashlight towards Jimin.

He stood there for a second and just examined Jimin's face with the bright light shining against it. His lips were pouty and his eyebrows were slightly furrowed, probably because of the light. To Yoongi, he looked like a small child.

"Holy-" Yoongi dropped his phone on the floor, making the light shine up into the room. He was about to bend over to get it but he was being blinded by the light. "Stupid fucking—"

"What are you doing?"

Yoongi jumped as he realized that Jimin has woken up and was now propped up on his elbow, looking straight at him. "Damn, you scared the shit out of me." He stated.

  Jimin furrowed his eyebrows and squinted his eyes at the bright phone light shining right at him. "Why are you in my room?" He asked.

  Yoongi stood still and stared at Jimin, trying to come up with any possible explanation besides the actual one. "I was.. looking for the medicine." He lied as he reached for his phone.

  "You took it back after you gave it to me, though." Jimin started getting suspicious.

  "Oh.. yeah.." Yoongi laughed awkwardly. "I meant to say I was trying to—"

  "You were snooping?"

  Yoongi pressed his lips into a thin line. He didn't want to be that person, but he was. "Fine." He sighed. "I just don't understand why you won't tell me what's in that stupid box."

  "You're still curious about that?" Jimin groaned as he threw his blanket off of him, revealing his gray shorts and black T-shirt. He stepped down from his bed and grabbed Yoongi's phone from him to use the light.

  He stepped towards the box, not wasting any time to turn on the real light to his bedroom. "Here." Jimin said as he opened the box and took out something small, yet familiar to Yoongi. It was a little stuffed blue bunny.

  Mini.

  "Where did you get that?" Yoongi asked.

  Jimin furrowed his eyebrows at him and hugged onto the bunny tightly. "It's mine." He said. Yoongi suddenly remembered the exact reason why he had always disliked this boy.

  It was embarrassing, sure, but that exact bunny was Yoongi's. A long time ago, he and his mother had been walking with it, leaving school. His mother had made him leave the bunny against the brick wall, and not too long after that, Yoongi saw Park Jimin with it.

The teacher's pet had his bunny.

  It was Yoongi's favorite bunny.

  His mom called him childish and his dad called him a "little girl" for having it, but it was something that his grandmother had given to him, so he cherished it. Yoongi had always disliked that fact that Jimin basically took it from him. He always held that against him.

  Then again, he never thought that he would see Jimin or the bunny again because his mother had made him move schools because people would make fun of him sometimes.

  But..A little child could never forget something being ripped away from them.

  Not something special, at least.

  "No," Yoongi looked at the poor little bunny. It had obviously been sewed back together before, and it had lost all hope, but it was still Mini. "That's my bunny." He said lowly.

  Jimin furrowed his eyebrows at him.

  He didn't expect that answer to come from Yoongi when he was going to show him his stuffed animal. The one that helped him throughout storms and the one who was there to cuddle with and talk to when nobody else was there. This is not Yoongi's bunny.

  "It's mine." Jimin held it closer to him.

  "Where did you get it?" Yoongi asked.

  Jimin's eyes suddenly softened in confusion. "I- I don't remember, but—"

  "My grandmother made that for me." Yoongi said. He was so sure of it. That is his Mini. "I named it after myself. It's Mini." He huffed.

  Jimin shook his head like a child. "No it's not. I've had this for as long as I can remember." He said as he backed away with the bunny still pressed up against his chest. This bunny had been his best friend since forever.

  There's no way that it's Yoongi's.

  "I can't believe this." Yoongi scoffed. "First you steal it from me and now you're claiming that you didn't?" He furrowed his eyebrows.

  "I didn't steal Strawberry from you!" Jimin defended himself with a slightly louder voice.

  Yoongi chuckled at that. "I'm sorry, what did you just call her?" He asked Jimin. "It's literally blue, why would you call her Strawberry?"

  "Because I liked strawberries at the time when I named her! And she isn't yours, so you can leave now." Jimin huffed lightly.

  Yoongi rolled his eyes at that.

  Always a stubborn kid.

  He walked towards Jimin, making him feel suddenly small. "What are you—" Yoongi ripped the bunny away from Jimin and flipped its ear over to show Jimin.

  "There." He pointed at the initials sewed into the bunny's ears. MYG. "She's mine."

"Wait, what-"

Before Jimin could finish, Yoongi had walked away with the bunny in his hands, not ever wanting to let it go again.

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