Yoonmin Oneshots

#29

This chapter is for a sweetheart, komatsuna_chan ! Thank you for everything!

I wanna thank Everyone for all the support and love, the sweet messages, it really means a lot to me! I hope Everyone has happy holidays with all the people they love! I hope you will be the happiest and everything that happens to you It's only the best thing! ❤️ I love you all so much!!

      Another glass placed on the table, empty, with nothing left. Every minute that passed was the worst moment of his life. He didn't even want to be there in the first place. He loved his parents enough to come and suffer in a place full of people. He never liked this kind of parties.

–Jimin! Exactly the person I wanted to see!

      Jimin lifted his head only to see an unfamiliared face while grabbing another wine glass from a waiter.

–Excuse me?

      The person patted his shoulder twice and laughed while looking somewhere in the crowd, looking for someone. Jimin frowned but he couldn't care less. He took a big sip of his drink and sighed.

      His parents were very popular, celebrities in Korea. His mother was a fashion designer and his father was a successful CEO.

–I'm Jeon Jungkook, working for your father. He said showing his really white smile.

–Cool, I guess.

      Jungkook tilted his head to a side and then he just shook his head and laughed to himself.

–It's a pleasure to finally meet you, I heard so many good things about you from your father.

–Yeah, I bet.

      Jungkook frowned in confusion and licked his lips.

–Aren't you having a good time, Park Jimin? Did someone bother you?

–I'm.. no. I mean, yes. But that doesn't matter.

–Why are you still here if you don't like it?

–Why should I tell you my personal problems? Are you a psychologist?

–I might be.

      Jimin rolled his eyes and in that moment he spotted someone. Who was he? He never saw him before in New's Year Eve parties.

     His hair was gray and he was dressed in a black suit, his skin was so pale yet he looked so good with it. He laughed while shaking someone's hand, probably wishing the person a Happy New Year (if Jimin was good at reading lips). Jimin gulped and took another glass, not removing his eyes from the gorgeous man. Jungkook realized Jimin wasn't listening to him anymore and he saw him staring somewhere in the crowd. He turned around while placing his elbows on the table.

–Oh, Min Yoongi?

–What? What are you talking about?

      Jungkook smirked while looking at Jimin and then looked back at Yoongi.

–He is a rich man, single as fuck, likes to cook, red wine and writing shit in his notebook. He doesn't show anyone what he us writing, though.

–How do you know him do well?

      Jungkook couldn't know if Jimin's cheeks were red from blushing or from all the alcohol he drank that night.

–I worked for him as his personal assistant. He fired me because I tried to find him someone to date. He was.. really mad at him for a reason or another. Jungkook frowned.

       Jimin nodded in understandment and placed his head on the table. He waited silently for Jungkook to dissapear and leave him in his thoughts because he didn't wanted to talk with anyone at the moment. Maybe just the good looking man. Maybe.

      Jimin sighed when he realize someone was infront of him and the person's shadow was blocking his vision. He couldn't see the people dancing, his parents or even the good looking guy.

      He rolled his eyes knowing It's the annoying dude again.

–I swear to fucking God, Jungkook..

     He lifted his head.

     That wasn't Jungkook.

      Jimin's eyes widened and his cheeks became pink, his mouth opening yo say something but nothing was coming out of it.

      The person infront of him was looking at him with a raised eyebrow and a smirk on his face, throwing his hair backwards for getting a better vision of the male infront of him.

–I..

      Jimin tried to say something and he prayed for something to get outfit his mouth but it seemed like he really couldn't. The male infront of him stretched his arm and let it infront of him. Jimin looked at the hand and then at the guy's face again.

      No..

     It's not what Jimin thinks, right?

      It's..

–Can I have this dance? His raspy voice was heard again.

      Jimin's heart did a heartflip while he bit his lower lip and took a big mouth full of air.

       Please, say something now.

–Uh..

      His voice was trembling and a voice crack made everything worse. The male smiled and Jimin nodded.

–You're adorable.

      He took his hand in his and dragged him towards the dance floor.

      How was that going to make Jimin calm down? His heart was doing so many weird things, while he still couldn't believe what was happening.

      When did the music start playing?

–God, I'm drunk. Jimin said to himself.

–You'll be dancing better, then.

      The guy heard him.

       He was so embarassed yet the male seemed so chill and normal about Jimin.

      They stopped in a place where there weren't a lot of people and got closer to each other.

      The male's hands went down his body and stopped on his waist while Jimin's hands were placed around his neck.

–So, What's your name?

      Their bodies moved to the sound of music, remembering every step they have to do.

–My name is, uh.. Park Jimin.

–Oh! So You're the host's son? Yoongi said raising one of his eyebrows.

–Yeah. That's right.

–That must be tiring as fuck.

–It is! How Could you know?

–You look like my grandmother and She's tired of life 24/7.

–Well, damn, Poor woman.

      They both laughed.

–What's your name?

–Yoongi. Min Yoongi.

–Well, it's a pleasure meeting you, Yoongi, but do you realize You're dancing with a stranger,

–A cute stranger, though. Yoongi winked.