Some Kind Of Wonderful (a yoonmin fan fiction ) Mature content

Chapter Twenty-Three

Jimin sneaked in throught the Kitchen of his small family home, it was a repetition of a common occurence these days.  Don't get caught by the old man and avoid college talk at all costs, and he'd been doing a pretty good job too, working around his dads shift patterns so they were like ships that passed in the night.  He closed the screen door as silently as was humanly possible and tip-toed his way like an assassin towards the stairs.  He'd been at Yoongi's a while, and school had been well and truly over for ages, dinner must have come and gone as the stale smell of spaghetti sauce lingered in the air.  

He skulked towards the staircase, and was half way up, thinking that this time he was going to make it, when the too familiar bellow reached him, grabbing him around the neck like a fairground hook-a-duck.  "Jimin!". Just the person he didn't want to talk to after his little jaunt to Beamosa Bank.  He went down to the humble living room and found his dad haunched over a calculator, College brochures and bits of paper, clearly he was number crunching.  "Yeah?" Jimin asked with trepidation. 

"Hey, I've been doing the math" he said quite animatedly looking up at his wide eyed son.  "With what you have saved, and the bit me and mom have put aside, you've got enough for your first year at college Jimin" his eyes twinkled proudly to Jimin's insides flipping.  "I've narrowed the search down, and all these Colleges offer excellent scholarships in business and engineering, now all you have to do is pick one!" he exclaimed, proud that he had done all the work and left the easy part for his son who merely needed a little push he thought.   "U-um, yes, thanks... yeah" Jimin scratched his head barely knowing where to look, the guilt was eating him.  "I..I'll get on to it, yeah?".  This seemed to satisfy his old man sufficiently who leaned back on his chair with a contented smile.  

Jimin ran up the stairs to his small bedroom, taking off his jacket and sitting down on the bed with a thud.  He took the money that he'd withdrawn from his pocket, it made quite a wad, he fanned out the money on the bed wondering if he was doing the right thing.  Getting out his sketch book, he flipped through the images of Jungkook he'd been drawing for what seemed like forever as he sighed between the cash and his picture.  He caught the steely eyes of his best friend from one of his works of art on the wall and stood up to trace the outline of his chin lightly "Bet you think i'm mad too?"  he whispered to it as his eyes honed in on the lips, lost in thought momentarily.

He shook himself off, tomorrow was the big day, and he had a lot to do and an important appointment to keep as he checked the time.  Not long after he found himself in foreign waters, a beauty salon.  Never in his life had he stepped foot inside, never really caring about his appearance.  But this was phase one of his big plan, show Jungkook who he was, and a new look would certainly get him noticed he thought.  He'd already secretly had his eyes tested at the beginning of the week, and was upgrading his old spaectacles for modern contacts, he just needed to collect them after his date with the scissors. 

Nervously stepping into the modern salon, he was greeted by a young woman who he confirmed his appointment with.  "You'll be with Mario", she smiled kindly taking in the scruffy appearance of the boy.  "Mario, you're 6pm is here" she shouted "and you're gonna need a miracle" she whispered under her breath, but Jimin caught it.  "Hiya!" sang a very camp voice coming towards Jimin.  He was tall and slim with long black hair slicked back into a stylish man bun, and a designer goatee, not a hair out of place.  

Jimin stood up to greet him as Mario took all of him in, looking him up and down "Sister, I am gonna make you look so good, you are gonna want to fuck yourself" he stated with a thick Italian accent.  The receptionist giggled behind her hand as Jimin stood open mouthed, but soon smiling as he felt comfortable in the eccentric males presence.  He guided Jimin to the far corner of the salon and ordered a minion to get him a drink.  "He's definitely a virgin boy, so get him a slippy virgin cocktail" he stated with a snap of his fingers to another girl standing by.  

Jimin stared up at Mario through the giant mirror in front of him, "So, my sweet virgin, you gonna let Mario turn you into sex beast?" he dramatised by waving his hands wildly.  To say Jimin was apprehensive was an understatement, but hey, you only live once right?  "I..I guess so, yeah, do what you like I guess".  Mario was ecstatic and began barking orders in Italian to some employees, making a show of each action and winking at Jimin through the mirror as he handed him a cocktail.  

A short time later, Jimin was sat with foils in his hair under a large dryer, after having his unruly eyebrows tweezed, sipping on his second cocktail and feeling relaxed and happy.  He was excited to see what the eccentric hair stylist had done to him as he'd been scooted away from a mirror until Mario's dramatic reveal.  Mario approached, and guided Jimin by the hand back to the cutting station, "now sweet virgin boy, time to cut that thatch and make you superstar no?". "No, u-um I mean yes!" Jimin giggled a little tipsy, not even caring how his hair came out now.  Perhaps thats why they laced their customers with cocktails to soften the blow, he thought to himself. 

As he cut Jimin's hair he asked "so why nice boy like you wanna change so bad?".  Jimin opened up and gave Mario his full life story, he told him about Jungkook and his best friend, but kept it mostly PG-13.  He told him about the money he'd withdrawn and how it was funding his new look as part of his master plan to show those guys he was just as good as them, and to show Jungkook he was just as deserving of his heart.  He'd gotten quite the little audience as the salon girls listened in, as Mario 'oo'd and ahh'd at the right moments. 

"You wanna know what Mario think?" he asked with dramatic pause.  Jimin nodded, keen to find out, "I think you like wrong boy" he stated as Jimin listened.  "I think sexy best friend is better choice for you" he added matter of factly.  Jimin kept quiet, all his thoughts intermingling, until Mario turned him around dramatically, "Get me piercing gun!" he shouted.  Smiling at Jimin and wiggling his brows "almost finished little virgin, Mario is gonna give you a free pierced ear to finish your look no?".  Jimin merely nodded, he'd been in the salon almost two hours, he'd been tweezed, dyed, cut and dried.  Jesus what did women put themselves through to look good? he thought to himself.

The piercing was quick and relatively painless, his hair was styled and Mario stood back proudly admiring his work, getting his phone out to snap a quick picture "smile for Mario sexy virgin, but not virgin for long!" he stated passionately.  He was so weird thought Jimin, but in a totally fabulous way and Jimin hadn't met anyone like him in his life.  Taking a deep breath ready for the reveal, the whole salon seemed to stop what they were doing to come and see Jimin's reaction.  

Jimin looked up at the face of the stranger staring back at him from the mirror, dare he even say handsome?  His deep brown unruly locks were now a dazzling silver grey, flicked to the side in a stylish cut and showing some of his forehead, which made him look more manly and more mature than he was.  The pierced ear held a small stud that glinted against the light adding to the look and his eyebrows, once thick caterpillars, were sleek and stylish.  "Wow" was all he could say as the salon staff gushed and congratulated Mario on his work.  "Ah, my small virgin is all grown up" sighed Mario dramatically, fanning fake tears.

Jimin paid the hefty price of the new look, which made a massive hole in his budget, even with Mario's discount on top.  He thanked the salon girls and gave Mario a friendly hug.  "Remember, choose right boy with your heart" he shouted after him with a feminine wave from the salon door.  Luckily Friday night was late night opening at the Mall, so Jimin went on to collect his contacts from the optician and picked up a new outfit for his date, Carrying his purchases and feeling like Julia Roberts in Pretty Woman.  He stopped at a jewellery shop to admire the trinkets on show, a pair of diamond stud earrings catching his eye.  He had about just enough left to buy these and pay for the fancy date he had planned.  His heart thrumming in anticipation of the following day.