Home Away From Home; Vmin

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Third Person

After the small fiasco in the coffee shop the couple was now back in Jimin's dorm room sharing a bowl of popcorn. There was no movie. They were just laying on his bed and eating popcorn. There was music playing in the background and it did fill in the quietness that had been practically suffocating. But now they weren't sure what to do.

"Hey. Taehyung." The younger male stopped munching on the popcorn and mumbled out a what around the food. "Would you ever think about switching from design to business?" He got a strange look, "I mean like if you realized you didn't like it and went back to business." Taehyung let out a low chuckle and shook his head, his hair following his every move.

"The only way I would into business is if something tragic happened." Jimin was happy to know that the younger was dedicated to his dream. It was nice. He was curious however on who would be taking over the company if the inheritor would not be. So he thought some, and thought some more. Then just asked. "Will Baekhyun be taking over?" Taehyung nodded and smiled. Jimin stared off into space after that. He knew that Baekhyun didn't want it. All Baekhyun talked about was wanting to have his own farm. Which meant that the older was probably just doing this for Taehyung so that he could follow his own dream.

They sat and talked about school and the business for a bit more when the door opened and Bogum stepped in. Taehyung became tense. He didn't exactly believe Bogum's story but didn't want to lose a friend. So he accepted it for now. "Hey Tae, Jimin." He flopped down onto his bed across from them and smiled awkwardly. Jimin's eyes narrowed and a hand went up to ask what was up. Bogum sighed and looked at Taehyung apologetically, "I'm sorry Tae but could I please speak to Jimin alone? It's important."

The youngest was hesitant but got up and left, closing the door behind him after telling Jimin to call him.

"What do you want Bogum." The aforementioned looked out the window in between their beds and messed around with the fingers on his hands. "It's Zelo. His client angered him. He uh. Wants you to leave Taehyung by the end of the month." Jimin's jaw swung open, he couldn't believe this. He scrambled for the calendar at the end of the room and looked at the date. It was the seventeenth of April. He was angered for sure, how could this man just keep shortening the time he had with his boyfriend.

"I think I'm gonna go to bed." Jimin curled up onto his bed and pulled the sheets up over his head. The sigh registered in his head but he didn't think much of it when the door opened and closed again.

Five minutes later it opened again and the door clicked shut. The bed shifted as weight was added to it. It slowly moved to behind him and then an arm was along over his waist. The smell of strawberries entered his nose but no words were spoken.

•

The next morning when Jimin woke up and rolled out of bed there was no one there. There was however a note on the nightstand and Bogum in the kitchen. Grabbing the note, he shuffled over to the small table and sat down. Opening the piece of paper after settling down he took notice to how neatly it was written. All that it stated was that he hoped Jimin had a good day with one single heart at the end. He found it sweet until Bogum placed a plate of eggs in front of him.

"I told him that you didn't feel too good."

"Well I didn't."

"I know."

It had become silent after that. They didn't break eye contact until Bogum motioned towards the eggs. Jimin sighed and picked up the fork, shovelling the bits into his mouth. While he chewed the older sat on his phone sending texts out. After he got a reply he grinned. "What'd you do now." The elder looked up and feigned innocence.