Light of My Life (MinJoon)

eighteen

(an: this chapter is about 2000 words.  if you don't like long chapters, i'm sorry -_-)

By the time Jimin was done eating, Namjoon was just about done getting ready.  He looked at himself in the mirror.  The older decided to dress a little differently than he normally does.

His outfit consisted of a short-sleeved, navy blue and mustard striped, button-up shirt tucked into ripped skinny jeans.  He chose to wear a long, dangly silver earring that his mom bought for his birthday and glasses with gold frames that were also Namjoon's prescription.  

( an: this is how i dress on certain days lol that's why i was so specific )

Namjoon smiled at himself in the mirror, but he felt like something was missing.  Suddenly, it hit him.

He unbuttoned a second button from his shirt, the hickey on his neck was covered up by concealer that, funny enough, his dad bought him.  But, the hickeys on his chest are noticeable if you look close enough at certain angles.

Namjoon felt accomplished and went out of the bathroom.

"Hmmm, Jimin must be done by now.  Hopefully, he likes this outfit..."

He opened his bedroom door and said, "Jiminie?  Are you done with your food?  If you are, I can wash them for you so you can get dressed."

"Yeah, I'm finished, but I can do-" Jimin got carried away by how Namjoon looked right now.

The older saw Jimin look at him, up and down, multiple times, and he blushed.

"D-Do you like it?  I wasn't sure if it looked good." 

"God damn, Namjoonie-hyung.  You're making me about to pass out here!  You are too hot!" Jimin commented, he still couldn't get his eyes off of his hyung.

"I'm glad you like it. Now," Namjoon took the plate and utensils from the dazed Jimin, "get dressed." Namjoon pecked Jimin's cheek.

Jimin blushed this time, "Okay!" He said while he sped off to Namjoon's room, Jimin shut the door and he rested his body against it.

"Come on Namjoon!  Either be fucking handsome, extremely hot, or very adorable.  My heart won't be able to survive the weekend if you can't pick.  Fuck..."  Jimin whispered to himself.

He remembered that Namjoon was waiting for him. So, he put on a long-sleeved plain black shirt under a white short-sleeved shirt and some black joggers.  Jimin checked in the bathroom mirror to see if he looked decent and headed out of the room.

This time, it was Namjoon's turn to have his jaw drop.

How can Jimin look this hot without even trying?

"You ready, Joonie-hyung.  Have your phone, wallet, keys?"

Namjoon patted his pockets, "Y-Yeah I have everything."

"Are we using your car or..?" Jimin asked, he still had no idea where they were going.

"N-No, I'm s-still a little scared u-u-using it when other people are in the car..." Namjoon was still a relatively new driver.

"Ah, okay.  Where are we going though?

"T-The s-shopping district near here.  I-It's b-been a while since we went there t-t-together...  W-We could go shop at the mall in that area too...  My p-parent's g-gave me s-some money before they left a-and I haven't u-u-used it yet."

"Oh yeah!  I haven't been there in ages.  Wait- shit..." Jimin just remembered something bad.

"W-What's w-wrong..?"