"Hello, Vincent Van Gogh. Or was it Eminem? Maybe Leonardo Dicaprio."
"You know maybe I'll go with Handsome today." He smirked.
"I'm not gonna call your order when it's done then."
The guy shook his head while grinning a wide boxy smile.
"Just t...
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Jimin had just come to the terms that sharing a dorm with Hoseok and Jungkook was like asking for the Devil to donate to charity. A deep scowl set on his otherwise angelic face as he thought back to his disastrous morning.
Jimin was awakened early in the morning by Hoseok vacuuming right outside his door, banging the machine on his door just to annoy Jimin, who had awakened to not the sound of bluebirds chirping, but to Jungkook's singing, accompanied by Hoseok who was chanting Russian Roulette at the top of his lungs, using the vacuum as a stand-in microphone stand and dancing energetically until Jimin heard a loud crash and was startled awake to see Hoseok on the floor, throwing the nearest thing at Jungkook who was cackling.
Groaning, Jimin falls back onto his bed quickly slipping into la-la land. Suddenly, he was brought back to reality with a chorus of loud beeps, ringing repeatedly as Jimin dragged himself up to stop the alarm when he recognised the time.
"Holy shit, Jungkook stop hogging the bathroom. You're just rapping BLACKPINK songs now, and you aren't hitting the bars like Jennie anyway."
Jimin was met with muffled curses from Jungkook, sounding like "He's more impatient to brush his teeth than to go on a night out. Make it make sense. And I can totally rap like Jennie, my subscribers all say I could go on Show Me the Money.."
Jimin banged on the bathroom door furiously, until Jungkook stepped out and glared at Jimin. Hurriedly, Jimin stepped into the shower trying to remove any signs of him partying from Jin, his boss and loving hyung, who would kill him for going out the day before an early shift. He grabbed what felt like his shampoo, pouring more than necessary into his palm and lathering into his blonde hair, before noticing how much thicker the shampoo was than usual. He looked back at his shampoo, screaming internally when he realised it was actually his conditioner.
Officially in panic mode, Jimin scrubbed at his head as he poured shampoo into his hair trying to tame the greasy mess he created. Unfortunately for Jimin, it was too late and Jimin realising that removed his hands from the mop on his head and relaxed for a few seconds under the warm spurt of water, and then stepping out of the shower to brush his teeth.
Leaving the bathroom, Jimin rushed back into his room cursing at the time before throwing on a graphic t-shirt and black jeans, not paying attention to the style as he thought to himself, Fuck fashion, no one's gonna care to look at me that closely anyway.
Sighing at the nest that could shelter a few birds on his hair, Jimin towelled his hair more aggressively than any Asian mother ever could; giving his dead arms a rest, shrugging a beanie on and yelling goodbye to Hoseok, Jungkook and Hoseok's boyfriend Yoongi.
Jimin was pulled back quickly by Hoseok who shoved a slice of toast into Jimin's mouth and flipped Jimin's beanie the correct way around as he snickered alongside his boyfriend at his mop, instead of inside out the way that Jimin placed on his head.
