He's A Little| Yugbam

chapter 13

"Gyeom?" Bambam lightly knocks on the younger's door, his hand lightly touching the doorknob. "Can I come in?"

A meek 'okay' is heard, and Bambam opens the door, seeing Yugyeom resting against the headboard of his bed, hugging his knees to his chest. Bambam closes the door behind him, and walks toward the bed, sitting just a few centimeters away from Yugyeom.

"You okay?" asks Bambam softly. 

"I've been better." Yugyeom gives a weak smile. 

"Well, I have good news," Bambam says, making Yugyeom look up. "Mark and Jackson said that they'll let you go back to school."

Yugyeom's eyes widen. "R-really?"

Bambam nods. "Yeah."

Yugyeom's eyes light up, and he throws himself on Bambam, hugging him tightly. "Thank you, thank you, thank you!!"

Bambam chuckles, and he hugs Yugyeom back, softly placing his hands on the younger's waist. "Yeah, but they had conditions."

Yugyeom pulls away with a small frown. "W-what type of conditions?"

"Well, all ten of us have to be with you at all times," Bambam starts, "even to the bathroom, if we have to. And we don't have a class with you, we have to tell the teacher to keep an eye on you."

"Okay..." Yugyeom slowly says, digesting the information. "Is that all?"

Bambam nods. "For now, I guess."

--

"Will that be all?" the waiter asks, and the pink-haired male nods, handing the waiter his menu. "I'll be back with your order then, sir." The waiter bows before he walks away.

The pink-haired male sighs, taking out his phone again. He goes to the Instagram app, seeing Yugyeom's profile still on there. A small smirk grows on his face, and he presses the 'follow' icon. 

The blue follow icon then turns white, the word 'requested' now seen. The pinkette lets out a small hum, before going back to the home screen, and going to the messages app. He had gotten the number of the Mina girl earlier and decided to text her.

"By the way...what's your name?" she asked, a bit cautiously as she finished.

The pink-haired male was still trying to digest the information Mina had given him, so without thinking, he replied, "Park Jimin."

Mina's eyes widened, and a gasp fell out of her lips. Jimin looked at her in confusion, but that's when he realized he had given her his real name.

"Don't you dare tell anyone," he threatened, his voice lowering.

"I-I promise." Mina gulped, holding her hands up in surrender. "But...I just want to ask...why do you wanna know Yugyeom's information?"

A cold look appeared in Jimin's eyes. "We have some beef we yet have to discuss."

Mina nodded, seeming hooked. "Are you...going to harm him?"

Jimin thought about it. "If he doesn't cooperate."

"Then can I help?"

Jimin raised an eyebrow, a bit surprised. "Why would you want to help?"

"I have some beef with him, too."

Jimin let out a small hum. "Alright, but you have to listen to my orders. Or else this won't work out the way I planned it to."

Mina nodded. "Let me give you my number, and we'll talk."

--

"Are you coming back tomorrow, Gyeom?" Jeongyeon asks as they are all talking on the phone.

"Yeah," Yugyeom replies, a bit excited. "How's everything going over there?"

"Okay," Youngjae replies. "But...we did bump into someone earlier today, and he seemed a bit weird."

Yugyeom gulps. "H-how?"

"Well, he asked if we knew you, and we told him who was asking, and he just said that he was an old friend of yours," Taehyung explains.

"H-how did he look like?"

"Very handsome," Namjoon says. "He had pink hair, sweet brown eyes, his cheeks were a bit chubby, he had pink plump lips, and a strong sharp jawline. Why?"

"J-just asking. What did you guys tell him?"

"We just gave him your Instagram," Jeongyeon says nonchalantly. "And now that I think about it, I think we should've asked you first if it was okay."

It is unless it's Jimin, and in that case, we're all in trouble. "I-it's fine," Yugyeom assures, a bit nervously, even though he isn't sure if it is fine. "D-did he tell you guys his name?"

"No," Youngjae answers. "But he seemed familiar, too."

"H-how?"

"I dunno," Youngjae mutters. "But I swear I've seen him on the news."

"P-probably just your imagination, hyung," Yugyeom nervously chuckles.

"Probably," Youngjae agrees, even though he doesn't sound so sure. "Where's Bams?"

"Oh, he's taking a shower," Yugyeom answers. "Where are the rest?"

"They're studying," Taehyung informs. "They have a big physics test tomorrow, and if they fail, it affects their whole grade immediately."

"Losers," Yugyeom snickers, making the rest laugh with him.

"We'll catch you up tomorrow by the way," Namjoon says. "You didn't miss out on much, but I think you'd still like to know."

"Okay." Yugyeom nods. "Which class?"

"Almost every class," Jeongyeon says sheepishly. "But it's easy. I'm sure you can handle it."

"Okay..."

--

Later that day, Yugyeom is alone in his room. Bambam, Jackson and Mark are out, getting some food, and Yugyeom preferred to stay home, claiming he was too lazy to move. He's leaning against the wall, scrolling through his phone when a notification pops up. He looks at it, and he almost pales once he reads it:

@adorinqpark requested to follow you.

Who the fuck is @adorinqpark? There are many Parks in Korea, so who could it be?

Jimin.

No, it's not. Stop hallucinating.

Yugyeom shakes his head and taps on the notification. The profile picture of the account is just a picture of a purple aesthetic, which concerns Yugyeom more. He presses the 'delete' button. Ever since the incident that happened when he was sixteen, he promised himself he would never allow anyone he didn't know follow him.

Which is smart, because allowing strangers to follow him is what got him in that incident anyway.