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warning - there will be extreme swearing throughout chapter and some words that might offend you. I am very sorry for this, please don't hate me <3
~Author~
The morning had arrived, and Jennie and Jimin were still surprisingly asleep by the time 7:00 am had hit. But both sadly had to be woken up by Yoongi and Taehyung
Jimins eyes flutter open, seeing Yoongi standing over him
"Come on Jiminie, we have to go to your house so you can get ready"
Jimins eyes widen at the thought of getting ready, at the thought of going to school, after what happened yesterday. He didn't want to step foot in that place
Jimin turns to see Jennie already gone. Probably down stairs with Taehyung, and judging by the smell of waffles hitting him like a truck. They were making breakfast
"Jimin...are you okay?" Yoongi ask's
Jimin realized that he probably had a facial expression that read "I just saw a spooky ghost"
The boy nodded, slowly getting up and out of bed
"We can grab some waffles then head to your house, I'm already ready so I can wait and take you to school" Yoongi says, kissing Jimins cheek
They both walk down stairs, heading towards the kitchen as Jimin goes straight for the waffles. Grabbing about four then putting them in a paper towel and hugging Jennie
"I have to go, see you at shool?" He whispers in her ear. Yoongi and Tae In their own conversation
Jennie nods, "maybe" she smiles, kissing him on the forehead
Jimin smirks and turns to Yoongi, who's waiting patiently for him
Yoongi notices his boyfriend looking at him, catching his attention
"Ready?"
Jimin smiles and nods, stuffing his face with waffles
They both walk out to to Yoongis motorcycle, hand in hand, a smile on their faces
"So, i never really found out your address...." Yoongi chuckles
~Jimin~
My smile drops. I never did give him my address, and now I have to in order to go to my house. I was scared. What if he thought i was trashy, or that I was a messy person. What if he thought less of me?
I huff, here goes nothing
"1995, 13 ave"
( I tried... who gets it? )
Yoongi nods, getting on his bike and handing the helmet to me
I grab the helmet and sit on the bike behind Yoongi, putting it on my head and getting comfortable, my arms tightly wrapped around Yoongis slim waist
