Point Aim Shoot || M.YG + P.JM

Sharing a Room

Yoongi's POV

After we introduced ourselves, I showed Jimin to our room.

"This is the room you trapped me in..." he mumbled as he fell on the bed.

"Jimin." I said calmly

"Y-yes sir?" He jolted up.

"Dont call me sir.... call me Yoongi. You dont need to be so formal with me. Also, dont be so nervous, I'm not gonna hurt you."

"Oh... o-okay..... sorry..."

"Dont apologize either, there's nothing you need to apologize for," I looked over at him. "You understand why you're sharing a room with me though, right? " He shook his head "no"

"I need to protect you. Other gangs are not gonna like it when they find out that you out of all people are here..... that wouldn't be good. You need to stay innocent and cute so you dont get into any trouble. " his face turned a bright shade of pink.

Jackson came into my room, "Cute." He left and I rolled my eyes.

"You're okay with sharing a bed too.... right?"

"Yeah, but first..... I need to shower." I nodded and gave him a towel. When he was done, he walked out with a towel around his waist. I was mesmerized by his abs like h o l y shit. 

"Clothes are on the bed." He nodded, grabbed them and went back into the bathroom. He got out about 10 minutes later and oh man holy shit he's so damn cute in my clothes.

We lay down on the bed and I lay my head on his chest. I heard his heartbeat increase.

"Um..... Y-y-yoongi....?"

"Shhhhh, just go to sleep." He nods and I fall asleep to the sound of his heartbeat.

Jiyong's POV

After the introductions, I followed Jay to our room

"So this is the room....um.... make yourself comfortable...."

"Mhm, thanks." I replied as I grabbed a towel from the closet and went to the bathroom.

I got out of the shower about twenty minutes later, dried myself off and put on my PJ's. I walked out of the bathroom.

"So, I don't like you, I'm not gay, and I'm not sharing a bed with you," I stated, "so, as your company, I get the bed, sleep in the hallway, the floor or the couch."

I looked over at Jay as I flopped on the bed.

"I'm gonna sleep on my bed whether you like it or not." He looked at me sternly as he flopped on the bed next to me.

"Ugh.... why the hell are you so fucking annoying?" I asked as I turned the other way

"Because I'm motha fuckin' Jay Park." He whispered in my ear which gave me shivers down my spine in an unpleasant way.

"Fuck you I'm sleeping in the livingroom." I said as I jumped up, grabbed the only pillows and blankets he had, and walked out the door into the pitch black livingroom.

I found my way to the couch, threw myself on it and fell asleep. At some point in the middle of the night, I was awoken by someone grabbing me bridal style and carrying me back to my room.

"The living room's cold. I didn't want you to get sick." He whispered softly.

He put me on the bed, covered and covered me up

"I'll sleep in the livingroom, just this once though. Don't think I'm gonna be this nice to you all the time too." He walked out the room, closed the door and I fell asleep with a really warm feeling inside.