Behind their masks

I told you dont make me jealous

"You shouldn't be carrying Jaehyo, you're drunk." I hummed lightly, cautiously walking beside Jimin as he carried Jaehyo on his back, stumbling into his house.

"It's okay, he's not that heavy." He huffed, tightening his grip around Jaehyo's arms wrapped around his neck.

"Well that's probably because his legs are dragging off behind you." I popped, watching Jaehyo slowly slip down with every step until Jimin pulled him up again for the tenth time now. "Let me just wake him up." I said.

"He's a heavy sleeper," He groaned, quickening his pace. "Plus we're almost there." He popped. He burst through Jaehyo's room, letting him fall on to the bed. He moved away, collapsing onto the floor. I pulled up Jaehyo's covers and gently laid them over him.

"I'll drive you home." I hummed, squatting down beside Jimin.

He slowly sat up. "Can I stay for a bit first? I want to talk to you." He popped.

"What about?" I asked, helping him get up. We made our way to the living room where Jimin crashed onto the couch, grabbing one of the pillows and hugging it close to his chest as he curled into a little ball.

"The next part of my plan." He hummed.

"Ahh seriously, just go home please." I whined. I slumped down beside him and closed my eyes. Today was a long day and I couldn't be bothered to listen to him yap, especially if he was drunk. "I'm too tired, let's talk about it tomorrow."

"No." He shot back.

"Why are you so annoying?" I groaned, glaring at him.

"Listen carefully," He popped, ignoring my remark. "I have a new way to promote our relationship." He hummed.

"Promote? This isn't a product you can sell." I snapped.

"Clearly you've not met me, I can sell anything." He said, smiling proudly at himself.

"What does that even mean?" I scoffed, rolling my eyes at him.

"I'm going to announce that we're together." He popped.

"Huh, why?" I asked.

"The invitations have been sent out already, so a lot of people know. I have to make a statement about it now." He added,

"So what's that got to do with me?" I retorted.

"Don't you get it?" He chuckled lightly, grabbing the pillow and muffling his laughter into it.

"I don't care if you're drunk, which by the way is pretty lame since you had so little to drink, but if you don't start making sense I'm gonna leave you out on the front porch." I grumbled, crossing my legs up onto the couch before Jimin had the chance to spread out.

"It means things are gonna change from now on." He hummed.

"What's gonna change exactly?" I asked, furrowing my eyebrows. I knew things were gonna change we already discussed it. But what could change in the matter of a few days just from him announcing that we're gonna get married soon?

"Well first you have to move in with me." He popped.

I frowned lightly. I definitely did not want to move in with him. I knew it was gonna happen eventually but I liked staying here, away from him and I was really hoping I could stay here a little longer before I had to move for sure. "I thought we said I'd move in after we got engaged?"

"It would be suspicious if we don't live together," He shrugged. "Don't worry though, I bought a house so we won't be living with my parents." He added, gently patting my head.