My Mate Is Too Shy {Jiminxreader}

6) Of Flashbacks and Advice

Date: Going BACK IN TIME. October 14th
Time: 12:18am
Location: Namjoon's house. Taehyung's bedroom.
Mood: Namjoon admits that Jimin does have jams, always had jams, and he was wrong this whole time
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Excitement wasn't the word for it. This was it. The best day of his life, the moment he'd been waiting, wishing and hoping for. Jimin found his mate and the need to shout it out so the whole world knew it, wasn't going to be tapered down.

Without preamble he threw open the door of his best friend's room and dive bombed right onto his sleeping form. A little over a year ago this had been his bedroom too, but since he'd moved back home to live with his father, the room now held a singular queen size bed instead of the former two twin beds.

Taehyung, sleeping on his stomach, groaned at the sudden weight and tried halfheartedly to throw him off.

"Tae Tae!!!" Jimin bounced excitedly on his back and began to persistently jab him in the back of the head with a finger. "Wake up wake up wake up!!"

"Waddayou want?" he groaned tiredly in response, not even a bit curious at what had gotten his friend so worked up.

"I found her, Tae, I found my mate!" his hands went from annoyingly poking his head to ruffling his hair affectionately. "Now go back to sleep. Love you."

"That's great, love you too." Once the other boy's weight had left him, Taehyung sent him a sleepy smile and rolled over to get comfortable once again.

This less-than-enthusiastic response wasn't near enough to bring him down. Honestly, what could at this point? The next to be attacked was Yoongi, who he knew he owed an apology to. Even if in the back of his mind he still felt wary of him. His wolf wouldn't explain why, but still persisted that this hyung was not to be trusted with their mate.

When he opened his bedroom door, all was dark and quiet, save for a sliver of moon light streaming in through his parted curtains. This was just enough to alert him of Yoongi's psychotic pet cat, Lil Meow Meow. The all black cat, save for a single white spot over one eye, was mostly hated by his friends and pack mates, but was referred to by Yoongi as his 'baby girl'. His pet was more territorial than most of the werewolves in the house, and would attack anyone who came near Yoongi while he was sleeping.

At the moment she sat above her sleeping owner's head, stationed on the pillow as if she was expecting an attack at any time.

One look from the cat's directed orange gaze had Jimin holding up his hands in defeat and backing out of the room, the moment quite reminiscent of the one he had shared with this same hyung hours before. Except that the cat was scarier than Jimin's wolf was.

His next stop was Jin's bedroom. Still awake and jotting down recipes at his desk, he gave the younger man congratulations and genuinely seemed to be happy for him.

Next was Hoseok. This hyung wasn't scary in the least (apart from the rare moments when his alpha side came out), but the sight he was met with when opening the door to his bedroom was...strange. Obviously asleep, Hoseok's breathing was deep and steady, his eyes closed and mouth slightly parted. The odd part was that both arms were in the air. One hanging loosely while the other gently stroked the skin of the other. This was weirder than Yoongi's cat. Jimin backed out, wanting nothing to do with the oddities of that room.

He debated for a moment on whether to tell Jungkook or not, but knowing the maknae, even if Jimin used his back as a trampoline as he'd done with Taehyung, Jungkook would likely sleep through the entire thing.