Who Knew // YoonMin

8| What Happens Underground...

🕺 ~ Jimin's POV ~

He doesn't talk much, while we walk to god-knows-where. I stopped asking after my second try. The guy can be intimitating, no kidding.

It's close to 9 pm and he mumbled something about being an hour late when we went out my door 20 minutes ago. Why can't we just hire a cab?

Damnit, I should have brought a jacket. The air is getting colder from day to day as the seasons start changing. He has his hands buried in the pockets of his red coat, which suits him incredibly well by the way. His shoulder seem even broader than they already are, and--- Okay, before I start drooling over a guy, I shake my head and try to get rid of this irritating feeling. 

I'm not gay.

Y: "Still thinking about your issues?"

I grunt at him before crossing my arms before my chest. 

JM: "What are you? A freaking mind-reader?"

He smiles wide. Gosh, the moon shines right upon his white cap, hiding most of his facial features, but highlighting his sharp jawline. I flinch as he turns his head to look at me.

Shit. He's way too handsome...

I quickly look down at my feet, feeling the blood being pumped to my head for the millionth time today. But I'm not gay... right? I mean I could be bi for all I know. I still think girls are somewhat attractive.

Which reminds me...

JM: "Hey, um, Yoon? Can I ask you something?"

Y: "You already did, but okay. You can always ask me anything, Jiminie."

Again with the blushing.

JM: "What's your relationship to Hoseok-hyung?"

He blinks in surprise.

Y: "Well, you'll see. He'll be waiting for me. Why do you wanna know?"

JM: "Um... I just... Well, I'm curious I guess? I mean, he's the most popular openly gay guy at our school and you hanging out with him so much made me wonder if... well..."

He chuckles slightly.

Y: "... if I'm gay, too? That's what you're worried about?"

JM: "Well, no, not worried - just curious. Am I being too blunt? I'm sorry if I overstepped any boundaries..."

He chuckles once again and puts an arm over my shoulders while pulling me closer to his side. His warmth embraces me right away so I snuggle into his side, feeling his breath fanning over my sensitive ear.

Y: "So what if I am?"

My stomach is exploding once again with butterflies and I cling to the side of his torso to not stumble in surprise.

I didn't expect him to actually answer. So... he's gay?

JM: "For real?"

I blurt out, not noticing that I just turned my head and now our noses are touching. I stop walking and he does, too.

Yoongi just smiles at me.

Y: "So what about you? You're straight, aren't you?"

My throat goes dry within a split second. His eyes hold a sad expression that I want gone immediately.