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The sky was grey and the weather cold. It looked like it was going to rain. That's what Jimin first noticed when he opened his eyes slowly. He yawned and curled up under the bed covers until he realized he was alone on the bed. He sat up in a fast move just groan from the pain in his back.
Where is he?
He yawned and rubbed his eyes, trying to calm the thoughts that were coming to his mind made by his insecurity. Just in time, a white-haired Yoongi entered his room. He was wearing only a towel.
He smiled when he watched Jimin sat up on his bed, rubbing his sleepy eyes. When they made eye contact, both boys smiled shyly.
"Morning." Yoongi sat down next to the younger.
"Morning." Jimin looked at his fingers as he tried not to smile.
"What?"
"Nothing, I just..." Jimin whispered. Damn, he couldn't stop smiling.
"You just..."
"I don't know, I feel happy." He whispered, not knowing that his words made Yoongi's heart flutter.
"How cute." Yoongi chuckled. "Dress up, were going out today."
"What? Where?"
"We were supposed to have a date first and then sex, but I suppose the order doesn't matter anymore." Yoongi smiled and Jimin blushed at his words, still not believing he had sex with Min yoongi the night before.
"Ok." Jimin whispered and went to the bathroom to take a hot shower and wash his teeth.
When he got out of the bathroom, he hesitated in front of his bedroom door and looked at Yoongi's bedroom instead. He decided to go check on Yoongi instead.
When Jimin entered Yoongi's room, he saw the elder still in a towel -just like Jimin- and looking at the door that Jimin never knew where it lead to. The one right in front of Yoongi's studio. He had never opened that door, and Jimin felt curious.
"Why are you still undressed?"
Yoongi turned around to reply to Jimin, but he couldn't. Jimin was wearing only a towel too and Yoongi just wanted to stare, so he did. His once milky and unstained skin was covered in purple mars from his neck to his chest. Yoongi loved it.
"You're back at exhibitionism, huh?" Yoongi chuckled.
"Maybe." Jimin got closer to him. "I haven't decided what to wear and I can tell neither have you."
"You're right." Yoongi sighed. "I kind of just realized Jungkook was right when he said my life is boring and that practically I am just an old man in fancy suits."
"When did he say that?" Jimin furrowed his eyebrows.
"Oh, right. You don't know yet. Jungkook confessed to me not to long ago and then told me that what he felt about you was stronger that what he felt for me, then I threatened him and he did the same to me."
"What?!" Jimin was shocked when finally Yoongi told him everything that had happened when they confronted each other at university.
"But honestly I don't know how Jungkook is so stupid and hasn't realized Taehyung is in love with him."
"Taehyung what?!"
"Never mind." Yoongi chuckled.
"What is in here?" Jimin finally asked, looking at the closed door.
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In His House | COMPLETED
FanfictionPark Jimin was a college student who was looking for a place to live, but he never imagined that the place he moved in was the house of the boy who he used to be in love with when they were in high school. Yoongi has always hated Jimin, and he broke...
