Yoonmin Oneshots

Wrong Number

The sound of morning calls echoed around the house of the Parks and it was just like the other days.

Jimin's mother tasted the food and it wasn't satisfying as she wanted. "Honey, pass me the salt." and the old man complied.

"Good morning, Mom and Dad." Jimin greeted and sat on the table. "Did little bro call?"

His father gave him a glass of milk. "Yes, but he'll call you later after class."

He took a sip of the warm beverage and gave his biggest smile. "How's work?"

"Mine?" both his parents asked. "Dad can go first."

"The head in our office contacted me and I got promoted."

"Same goes for me."

"Congrats..." he picked up his bag and finished his milk in one go. He proceeded to giving his goodbye kisses.

"You're not eating with us?" he nodded and grabbed a sandwhich from the counter. "Love you!"

~♡~

Jimin sat down after separating ways with his friends. He put out a notebook and pen.

Dear Diary,

Today, I met the students from the other building. Unlike us, dancers, they were music majors.

One specific guy caught my eye. He has a pale skin and cat eyes. His gummy smile was extremely adorable but I don't want to count that as a crush. He's just attractive.

But, that's not what I really wanted to talk about.

Tomorrow's my baby brother's birthday and he's extremely annoying... and sweet.

It's just that he hasn't given me his new phone number! That little-!

I also heard he has a girlfriend. I'm pretty amazed that he actually considered being in a relationship.

Today's a great day. I can't wait for the better :D

He chuckled and closed it. He put it back in his bag and walked to his home.

~♡~

Yoongi was busy doodling on his paper and he completely forgot his real task. "Hey! Yoongi! You're drawing that guy again!"

He flipped to a new page and looked at Namjoon. "Mind your own business."

"Then, help me finish our project."

"Yeah, yeah."

He moved his chair closer and looked for any ways to improve their work. "It's not like you to get distracted, Yoongi. If you really like that guy, then do something. Stop fantasizing about him."

"He's on the other side of our world. It's not easy."

"More like, on the other side of the campus." Namjoon rolled his eyes and brought out a picture of Jimin. "Here. Stop drawing him if it will make you focus more."

He took the picture with a smirk. "Where'd you get this? Thanks."

"A friend."

The other sighed and went back to busying himself with the already perfect work they did.

~♡~

Hyung:
Give me your number!

Jihyun:
I'm in class!

Hyung:
I don't care.

Jihyun:
Here
(***)

Jimin smiled to himself.

~♡~

Beautiful eyes, Cute smiles and cheeks, small hands, cotton pink hair...

I can't get it out of my head.

Yoongi pouted because for the past hours, he just stared at his paper.

He wanted to write a song about Jimin but there was just too much. He rubbed his eyes and went to bed. "I'm going crazy."

His phone rang and an unknown person was calling him.

"Hello?"

The familiar angelic voice made his heart beat even faster. "Hello? May I know who this is?"

"It's Jiminie hyung!"

"I'm sorry?"

"Jihyun, can you really not recognize your own brother?"

"I'm sorry but this is Yoongi."

"Shit! He typed his number wrong! This is the second time already! I'm sorry."

"Cute."

"Excuse me?"

"Sorry. Uhm, well, it's fine. You're Jimin from the other building right? The dance major?"

"How do you know me?"

"We attend the same university..."

"Oh, well. Nice to meet you. We could be... friends?"

"Sure... friends..."

"Haha, what a coincidence, am I right?"

"Yeah. We should hang out. You seem nice."

"Uhm, sure."

"Great. Call you tomorrow, then."

He hung up first because his heart was not feeling good.

"What was that just now?!"

His thoughts started to be filled with just Jimin and different scenarios on how they will meet. "Too much..."

~♡~

Classes were over and the hallway became flooded with hundreds of students. Yoongi was trying to find the small guy but he keeps getting pushed. He took out his phone and called Jimin. "Hey, where are you?"

"The center of the campus where the flowers are."

He put his phone down and when he saw Jimin from behind, his breath shortened. "Jimin?"

The pink-haired boy looked at him in shock. "Yoongi?"

"Hey..."

Their hearts were fluttering with the eye contact and it was the best feeling for both.

"Why're you looking at me like that?" Yoongi asked and Jimin snapped out of his daydream. "You're a very pretty boy, that's it."

"Thanks. I would say the same for you."

"I know. So? How come you knew me?"

He fisted his hands. "Asking me again?"

"Can't I?"

"I kinda like you."

Jimin looked back at him and raised a brow. "Kinda?"

"Okay maybe more than that."

"Have you seen me dance?"

"Yes. That's the first time I saw you."

"I figured. You see, I've been through some relationships and all of them are toxic. If you want something like that, then I will say it already. I'm not in for those."

"Okay. I'll wait."

"You will?"

"As long as I can. But we're still friends right?"

"Of course. Are you sure about this?"

"I promise."

And, so he did fulfill his words.