❝𝐃𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐧𝐨 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐦𝐞, 𝐌𝐫. 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐤?❞
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In which Park Jimin has the superpower to manipulate people when looking into their eyes. Well, that is if he "wants" and if they aren't blood-related.
So not wanting to...
»Park Jimin and likewise, Mr. Min.« Jimin put on a friendly smile.
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»Is it really no problem that I'll stay with you for a while, Mr. Min? I mean, I could be a serial killer for all you know.« A brief laugh filled the hallway outside the flat as those words left Jimin's lips.
»I don't think a serial killer would say exactly those words,« he said lovingly as he unlocked the door to the flat. He looked at Jimin, »And even if that were the case, I would be pretty lucky to be murdered by such an attractive young man, don't you think?« Another loving smile adorned the slightly rosy, but still a little blue, lips of the older man.
Jimin replied with a grin and the two of them entered the elder's flat.
His flat was a simple and rather small four-roomed flat, but still cosy. The first thing you saw was a cream-coloured couch leaning against the wall next to the window, with a door leading to a small balcony. Just in front of the couch was a small light-coloured wooden tea table on a white fluffy carpet, and further away was a television.
More or less to the right of the entrance door was the open kitchen, which was also furnished in shades of cream and white as well as light wood tones.
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»I would suggest you take a bath first. I'll put some clothes on the bed for you, all right?« Jimin nodded and Yoongi showed the younger one the bathroom and the adjoining bedroom.
The bedroom was likewise furnished in simple white and wood-coloured elements and was also quite small. The floor, like the rest of the flat, was an ash-brown parquet floor that matched the white-grey wallpaper.
No sooner had Yoongi disappeared from the bedroom the younger one went into the bathroom to finally get out of his damp clothes. He ran a bath and poured some of the honey-vanilla bath essences into the running water.
›Looks like I got a roof over my head without using my oh-so-vile powers, huh?‹ Jimin thought and settled into the hot, but not too hot, water when it was finally ready. He felt his muscles relax and a brief goosebump spread over his body from the heat. The ash-blond closed his eyes, careful not to fall asleep and just relaxed for the next 30 minutes.
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Arriving in the bedroom, Jimin saw a knitted jumper on the bed, which transitioned from blue tones to cream and then rosé. Next to it were two white socks, black boxer shorts – which seemed to be new as they were still wrapped – and a pair of cosy looking white jogging pants.
