Who Knew // YoonMin

5| Getting To Know Me

🎤 ~ Yoongi's POV ~

Y: "You coming?" 

I catch a glimpse of the male now walking next to me. 

We're about the same height. His slightly crooked nose fits perfectly with his tender lips, chubby cheeks and those beautiful eyes. He doesn't wear any contacts today, so I try to make out his natural eye color.

Fuck, I got caught! Min fucking Yoongi, what were you thinking? 

I quickly look at the people walking in front of us and swallow hard. My hands are starting to get sweaty, so I shove them into the pockets of my jacket. 

Seriously, what the hell was I thinking? My heart beats way too fast now.

We turn around the next corner, and luckily, there it is: Kim's Hair 'n Makeup. 

I open the door for him, and he walks past me murmuring a low 'thanks', which makes me smile somehow. How can someone be so cute? Wait- what? 

The bell rings as we walk in, and it doesn't take long for me to spot him.

Jin: "Min Yoongi! What a nice surprise!" 

Y: "'Sup Jin?"

The soon-to-be-owner of the saloon walks up to me and extends his hand for me to shake. A gummy smile quickly forms on my face as I take it.

I've known Jin since we were kids. Our parents grew up together and ended up living in the same neighborhood, so he kinda knows me well. We didn't grow up to be best buddies, though. We had a chat every once in a while whenever our parents visited each other, and he kept giving me advice on how to dress properly - obviously failing each and every time. Tch. Nobody can tell me what to wear and what not. 

The only thing I let him do, is fix my hair. 

He graduated last year, and due to his dad owning this saloon, he ended up developing a deep passion for hair and makeup. His dad doing most of the hair business, though. 

J: "So, same as always?" 

Jin looks over at Jimin, his eyes suddenly glowing, my stomach suddenly dropping.

J: "And who is this gorgeous little fella?"

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Jimin's eyes widened as his face turns into a deep red color. I let a laugh slip, knowing of Jin's sexuality, of course.

Y: "Well, I've decided on doing something new for a change and let him tag along."

Jin's jaw drops.

Y: "You might wanna close your mouth. It's starting to smell of rotten eggs."

J: "Oh, shut up, Yoongi! I'm just surprised you brought a friend... Hi, I'm Seokjin."

Jin, yet again, extends his hand with a smile plastered all over his face. Jimin slowly shakes it, obviously feeling a little uncomfortable.

JM: "My name's Park Jimin. I... uh... guess I'm here for moral support."

Jin lets out a piercing laugh before guiding us to two empty chairs.

J: "You know, Jimin. I could offer you a free haircut since Yoongi doesn't have many friends, plus it's your first time visiting our shop."

I notice Jimin looking at me, silently asking for my permission. I don't know why, but I'm glad that he does... and I catch myself winking at him. God only knows where that came from...

He blinks twice, blushes again and finally nods in agreement.

Maybe my dad was wrong. Seeing him blushing like that really makes me feel things.

After two hours of talking, some hair dye, several laughs and two iced Americanos, we leave Jin's place, smiling peacefully.

JM: "He kinda reminds me of my eomma."

Y: "Yeah, he's always been like that."

We randomly walk down the street, not knowing where we're headed. Our shoulders brush each other with every other step, sending shivers down my spine.

Then I hear Jimin clearing his throat.

JM: "Yoongi-hyung... are we good?"

His question surprises me. Why wouldn't we be? I blink and turn my head to face him. His soft lips turn into a small but insecure smile, leaving me breathless for some reason. I look at his newly dyed blond-orange-whatever hair and let my fingers glide through them. His eyes widen. My body reacts with a million butterflies.

Y: "Of course we're good, Jiminie."

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🕺 ~ Jimin's POV ~

Later that night, I get a little upset for not asking Yoongi for his number.

I really wanna thank him for today. It's been a while since I've done something completely out of the ordinary like that.

A smile crawls up my tired face as I let my body drop upon my cuddly bed. I don't bother getting changed. My feet are killing me and my chest seems to explode every time I see Min Yoongi's gummy smile before my inner eye. How can someone misjudge him? He's so beautiful and cute.

I figured he seems shy and reserved, carefully weighing every single word before he speaks. He is quick-witted and hella smart, that's for sure.

The conversation with Jin-hyung was on a whole other level, though. I chuckle as I think of Yoongi being open and seemingly carefree when talking to - or cursing at - Jin. Yeah... he cursed a lot. The elder had explained that they've known each other practically since they were born, so that's probably why he didn't care much about manners or honorifics. I thought it was quite funny, but Yoongi felt embarrassed after a while, wanting to shut Jin up.

I chuckle at the thought of him jumping at Jin when an almost identical scenario unravels in my mind.

Jung Hoseok.

What's the deal with him? And now that I come to think of it, I realize that both, Jin and Hoseok, are openly gay. What if...?

Woah, stop right there!

I shake my head to get rid of any inappropriate thoughts about Min Yoongi. I'm curious though... Will it seem strange if I just ask him about it?

I lazily shake my head.

But then I think back to the moment he ruffled my hair. My insides almost explode. I turn around, burrying my face in my pillow to muffle my nervous giggles.

He treats me with a certain gentleness that I could totally drown in. Could Tae actually be right?

Do I have a crush on a boy...?