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“Cute cakes, cute worker.” Hoseok sighed and stared at the cookie in the window. “Tae’s cute.”
“Come on, hyung,” Hoseok said, tugging on his arm. “Let’s go home.”
“I don’t have one,” Yoongi murmured but let Hoseok guide him.
The older boy grunted and shut his eyes. He needed as much sleep as he could get.
“Actually it’s nine. I have class soon. Don’t forget Tae’s coming,” he added.
Damn. “I wouldn’t do that.”
“You did it last week to me when I got locked out!”
“I needed to piss!”
“You thought your kdrama wasn’t recording,” he corrected, rolling his eyes. “Hoseok, you fuck, get off me.”
“Promise you’ll answer the door to Tae.”
Yoongi grunted and waved his goodbye.
The smile on Tae’s face was obvious as they walked along. “There’s music and food involved,” was all he said.
“You’ll love both,” Tae said, smiling again and slowing down when he realised Yoongi was jogging along instead.
“They have the best cookies,” Tae said offhandedly, tugging on Yoongi’s arm to get them walking again. “Later. For now we’re visiting somewhere else.”
“Owner,” Tae said, shrugging. “I bumped into him when I came in to get my timetable.”
Tae hummed as he rested his head on his hand. “Kihyun-ssi is good inspiration.”
“I think you need to get out of there,” Tae said, lifting his finger and poking Yoongi’s forehead. “You get too caught up in it sometimes.”
Yoongi frowned but didn’t respond, knowing Tae was right. “Does he perform in the evenings?”
Yoongi nodded his understanding. “He’d be popular.”
“No one would miss your shows,” Yoongi told him, rolling his eyes. “Every time they announce you’re performing an extra set people come running.”
“Hyung,” he whined but the smile was hard to hide.
“Tae-ssi,” Kihyun greeted, joining their table. “I didn’t know you were coming, with a guest as well.”
“Losing your work can be tough,” Kihyun said, nodding. “Are you performing?”
“I’m honoured,” Kihyun said, chuckling. “If you ever need help...” He shrugged and stood. “I better get the bar ready. See you tomorrow, Tae-ssi.”
“Later,” Tae sang, pulling Yoongi across the road and away from the shop again. “Now we’re going to find all those cds you threw out and more.”
"Now, we have a choice of three shops," Tae said, ignoring Yoongi. "There's two closer or one across town, which has a better selection."
"Closer," Yoongi said quickly.
It was hard to stop his sigh, Yoongi had lost count how many times Tae had said Hoseoks-
"Wait, really? What is it?" Tae jumped at the bait, making Yoongi smirk. The younger boy flushed and looked away. "Ass."
"You're awfully eager," Tae commented, lips twitching. "Is there a reason?"
"You hate sweet stuff." Tae rolled his eyes. "I think you would bleed black and coffee."
"I like lemonade."
"Okay, black, coffee and a slightly warm piss colour."
"Thanks, Tae. I appreciate that imagery."
"And I've lost him," Tae murmured, watching Yoongi drift-
"It's fine," Yoongi murmured. "I'll cut some at the end."
Tae knew he wouldn't and that was fine. He was just happy to see Yoongi smiling, back in his element. So what if he had to eat nothing but noodles?
"Break," Hoseok said, sighing. "How's Yoongi doing?"
"He's currently breaking my bank."
"Ooh. Good luck. Last time I said I'd buy him a few CDs I couldn't pay for my new textbook." Hoseok sighed then groaned, the sound of him stretching making Tae's eyes dart to the floor. "What time will you finish there? I might be able to meet you."
"Tell him there's food."
"You know he would pick CDs over his hunger. Remember when he brought that new album instead of paying for dinner?" Tae sighed and watched Yoongi flutter around the store.
Yoongi ignored him, finding another CD.
"I'm not Jungkook, you can't bribe me with food."
"You wanted a cookie from a certain shop didn't you?" Tae grinned when Yoongi peeked over curiously. "You want to get one, right?"
After paying and Yoongi grumbling that Tae shouldn't have paid for all of them, they headed back to the main road.
"What? No!" Yoongi looked over in alarm but spotted Tae's teasing grin. "Little shit. You're buying me two cookies for that."
“Feeling,” Yoongi murmured, stopping just outside the window. The queue was endless already.
“This is different,” Yoongi mumbled in response as he pressed his nose against the window. Everything looked so bright. “You come here, Hoseok said.”
“Mhm. I like the worker, he’s cute.”
“Like a puppy,” he said, nodding.
“Cuter.” Tae winked and wandered inside, the little bell dinging. There was a chorus of hellos that made Tae grin. “Come on, hyung. There’s cakes to try!”
“It’s busy here, how did you manage that?”
“I told you, I come here sometimes.”
Yoongi looked around, at the soft lighting and paintings on the wall.
"One of the workers come out and show us the selection they have. We can choose from different ranges," Tae said, shrugging.
"I have," Tae said then gestured to Yoongi. "He's a newbie."
The boy grinned widely. "Great!"
Yoongi stared up at him, at the soft cheeks and pink hair.
The smile faltered slightly. "Sorry?"
Tae sniggered but stopped when the boy looked at him. "Ignore him... Jimin-ssi."
Jimin scratched the back of his neck as he looked between them-
Yoongi continued to stare, making Jimin's eyes dart away as he blushed.
"Just ask for his hand now," Tae muttered.
"Hyung!" Tae burst out laughing as Yoongi threw napkins at him. "What was that?"
Tae nibbled his bottom lip as he stared at Yoongi.
"I don't know him."
"There's something called love at first sight."
"No way." Yoongi snorted but it felt hollow. "You don't believe in that."
"I do," Tae said, nodding. His eyes darted away when Yoongi glanced at him. The silence was answer enough though.
"He's the cute worker you mentioned?" Tae nodded. "Tae, if you like him-"
"Hyung, no!" Tae shook his head quickly as he held his hands out in front of him. "He's cute, I appreciate that, but I don't like him."
"Um." Jimin blinked in surprise. "Hey? I forgot to ask if you wanted something to drink..."
"Hoseok told me once that he saw you almost pick up two people in the bar," Tae commented, cocking his head to the side. "What the fuck is happening now?"
"Uh huh." Tae nodded and leaned back. "Hyung, just relax. Look, he's coming back. Try and form a sentence. Don't mess up!" he added as he slipped out the booth.
"Wait, where are you going?"
Before he could object, Tae was gone and Jimin was back with their water. Yoongi stared up at him, feeling like his tongue was stuck to the roof of his mouth.
Jimin, wide eyed, suddenly giggled. "I'm sorry," he whispered quickly. "Your face!"
"I've never seen someone pout like that before," he said, sounding in awe. "I'm really sorry, I'll get you some tissues."
"It's fine, it'll dry. I'm glad it isn't coffee," Yoongi mumbled, staring down at the table. Jimin had such a cute smile. He wanted to see it-
"What?" Jimin cocked his head to the side curiously. "What do you mean?"
Yoongi puffed out his cheeks as he lifted his eyes to Jimin’s. “You’re cute,” he muttered. “Like really cute.”
The pair stared after him before Jimin met Yoongi’s eye, his cheeks a soft pink. “Thank you,” he mumbled, fingers playing with the hem of his apron.
"Well, that's good..." Yoongi wanted to put his head through a wall. Jimin stood in silence for a moment longer before he gestured to the kitchen. "Oh, right! Sorry-
Jimin blinked before he giggled and nodded. "Yeah, see you soon."
"/See you soon/?" Tae demanded once Jimin was gone. Yoongi narrowed his eyes. "Of course I was listening, don't look at me like that. What the hell, hyung?"
"Talk to him like you do with me or Hoseok."
"You want me to insult him?"
"I'm not going to talk poetic to him."
"He might be into-
Yoongi blinked then looked up at Jimin as he hovered with their tray of treats. He smiled awkwardly and placed it down. "I'll just... I'll come back in a moment."
"He isn't a puppy you can adopt."
"We adopted Kookie."
"Mr. I-don't-have-a-sweet-tooth wants to eat /treats/?" Tae gasped dramatically.
"Jimin-ssi!" Tae called, smiling widely.
The remaining bite of cake almost fell out of his mouth in surprise. Jimin recoiled and waved his hands wildly. "I'm-"
Jimin nodded slowly, eyes darting to the shit-eating grin on Tae's face before holding Yoongi's eye. "Well, hyung. You should try the strawberry mix next, it's my favourite."
"Hyung, you might want to slow down."
"Yes, but you don't eat much sweet stuff. You could get a sugar-" Tae suddenly stopped and covered his mouth. "What about this one, hyung?" he asked, nudging a treat.
"If you want to borrow money, now isn't a good time," Yoongi grumbled.
"If I needed money I wouldn't have brought you all those CDs," Tae pointed out, gesturing to the bag.
Biting his lip, Tae looked down at the table. "The love at first sight thing... do you really not believe that?"
"Why?" Yoongi cocked his head to the side curiously.
Sighing, Yoongi leaned back as he thought. "I don't," he said finally. "Not really. But I guess there is instant attraction," he said, eyes darting over to Jimin as he walked around. "Why?"
Ah. Yoongi felt his lips twitch. "Do I think that the massive, all consuming crush you've had the past... how many years?" Yoongi paused to consider it before shrugging. "Can last when that person is Hoseok?"
"You aren't exactly subtle," Yoongi said, eyeing Tae. "Both of you."
"How's it going over here?" Jimin asked, wide smile making Yoongi almost forget about Tae completely. "Oh, do you want more?"
God, he was creepy.
"I'll bring out my favourites," Jimin said, winking at Yoongi before heading towards the kitchen.
"You want me to tell you how to confess to Hoseok that you've loved him for the past few years?" Yoongi asked, watching as Tae blushed furiously. "No? That wasn't it?"
"Jimin-ssi," Yoongi said, stopping the boy as he passed. "As someone not involved in this conversation, don't you think it's best to tell someone how you feel, especially if you've been holding those feelings for a long time and the other person-
Jimin glanced around before looking at his watch. "I'm due a break," he said, shrugging and sliding into the booth. "Who's the person we're talking about here?" he asked, settling his arms on the table and making Yoongi grin wickedly at Tae.
“That was Tae last year,” Yoongi mock-whispered to Jimin. The younger boy frowned at him before pouting. “The guy he’s in love with has orange hair right now though.”
“That’s not true!”
Tae groaned as Jimin snickered quietly. “No, hyung. I’m not in love with anyone.”
“That blush says otherwise,” Jimin pointed out, slapping Yoongi’s hand when he held it out for a high five.
“Ooh, he’s getting defensive,” Jimin whispered, cocking his head to the side. “Tell me more about this guy, hyung.”
Yoongi glanced at Jimin, the /hyung/ surprising him again.
“You rap?” Jimin interrupted. He turned and stared up at Yoongi, head in his hand. “That’s so cool, hyung.”
“Oh, um.” Tae grinned as Yoongi blushed. “I guess so?”
“Probably close to four years,” Yoongi supplied when Tae remained stubbornly silent.
“Wow, /tell him/“ Jimin said, shaking his head.
"Hoseok loves him too," Yoongi murmured close to Jimin's ear. He wanted Tae to say Hoseok's name aloud on his own but that didn't mean he couldn't-
"Stop whispering about me!" Tae whined, leaning forward to shove Yoongi's arm. "Stop flirting," he muttered, changing tactic and making Yoongi grimace. "Look, me and Hobi..."
Yoongi grinned widely as Tae covered his mouth.
"Yes, it was." Yoongi snorted as Tae blushed almost as bright as Hoseok's hair. "That's the first time he's admitted it aloud."
"I'm proud of you, Tae-ssi!"
"There's no need to be formal now," he grumbled. "We're the same age anyway."
"You seem a lot more mature than Tae," Yoongi commented, turning in his seat to face Jimin. "Then again, most people are." He ignored Tae's squawk. "When's your birthday?"
"March," Yoongi said, shrugging.
"Wait, there's only a few days until March! When is it?"
When Yoongi refused to answer, Jimin turned to Tae curiously. The younger boy told him and winked when-
The soft bush on Jimin's cheeks-
Jimin lifted his eyes and met Yoongi's. They both stared at each other, everything seemingly slipping away around them. He could faintly hear Tae in the background but it was easy to-
Yoongi was so screwed.
“Just made me remember we’re talking about you,” Yoongi said sweetly. “Do you do cakes with massive ‘I’ve loved you forever’ on it?”
“Definitely. They’re both so annoying, they’re meant to be.”
Tae opened and shut his mouth, looking stumped for a moment.
“Since I’m your hyung can I get a discount on that cake?” Yoongi asked, leaning closer to Jimin. The slight redness to the younger boy’s cheeks made his stomach swoop but he ignored it.
“I don’t know about that yet,” Jimin murmured, eyes flickering across Yoongi’s face. He held his eye after a moment.
“Want me to prove it?”
If Yoongi heard Tae choke on nothing, he ignored it in favour of leaning closer to Jimin.
But Yoongi was cut off by a sharp "Jimin-ah!"
"Maybe later," Yoongi said, lips tilting into a smirk as Jimin slipped out of his seat.
"Maybe later," Jimin echoed, cheeks tinging but his lips could rival Yoongi's smirk.
Yoongi grinned as the the younger boy pouted, happy to finish off the last of the cakes without Tae's help.
Back at Hoseok’s, Yoongi felt the regret creeping in. His stomach wasn’t used to sweet treats and he felt like he needed to take a long nap - or throw up, whichever came first.
“Honey, I’m home!” Hoseok called out, barging into the living room and dropping onto the sofa.
“Now that’s rude,” Hoseok tutted before flopping sideways onto Yoongi.
“I will throw up on you,” he warned, making Hoseok scoot away. After a moment he patted his thigh, looking at Yoongi expectantly. “What?”
“Lay down. Tell me about your day.”
“Of course not,” Hoseok said, rolling his eyes. “It’s way too short for that.”
Yoongi sighed but decided to lay down, his stomach cramping enough to render him useless for the next few hours. “Tae sucks.”
“Hm, pretty well from what I hear.”
They stared at each other, Yoongi’s eyes narrowing as Hoseok blushed. “Did you just-“
“Your day!” he interrupted. “CDs and cake. How did it go?”
“I think I’m in love,” Yoongi grunted.
“The cakes that good?”
“No, with the boy that made them.”
"I don't even like cakes," Yoongi mumbled. "But I ate all of them."
"Forget the cakes, what did you just say?"
"Forget the cakes? I can't forget them, Seokie-
Hoseok lightly slapped Yoongi's ear. "The boy - the one you're in love with?"
"Were these cakes filled with something else?" Hoseok muttered, eyeing Yoongi. It was rare to see his hyung acting out of character but here he was, almost sobbing-
"An angel," Yoongi breathed, turning onto his back to stare at the ceiling. "Tae thinks he's cute."
"Tae thinks he's cute?" Hoseok asked quietly.
"Everyone does, I think," Yoongi said.
"No, Tae's in love with an idiot," he said, tilting his head back enough to meet Hoseok's eye. "Jimin think's so too."
"Jimin?" Hoseok's lips parted in a small O shape. "Ah, Jimin."
"Wait, what do you mean 'ah, Jimin'?"
Yoongi nodded and went back to staring at the ceiling, feeling like his mind was whirring. "He's like every single guy I've ever dated in one."
"Hybrid?" Yoongi hummed. "Maybe not hybrid."
"Is that a kink?"
Yoongi met Hoseok's eye as his eyebrow raised slightly. "I don't really want to know what you've been searching but don't do it where I sleep, okay?"
"You wanted to kiss Kook when you first met him."
Yoongi paused then shook his head. "He was cute but-
"I've seen you throw up but I still want those lips near me," Hoseok cooed, leaning forward to splatter Yoongi's face with kisses.
The older boy groaned and tried to get away but Hoseok was too strong for-
"How did you know?" Hoseok gasped and shook his head, dislodging Yoongi's fingers.
Yoongi eyed him. "I've lived here long enough."
"I think we both know that's not possible." Yoongi sighed. "Imagine his cheeks on a baby."
"What? No." Yoongi rubbed his cheek as he imagine how that would go. "No way."
"Help me?" Yoongi asked, twisting so he could sit up straight. "What do you mean help me?"
Yoongi narrowed his eyes. "I'm not going back there to ask him out."
"So what are you going back for then?"
"How did you know?"
"I'll do it the same day you talk to Tae."
Hoseok sighed again and shook-
"Not as difficult as you." Yoongi grinned over his shoulder and set about making a cup of coffee. "Now, I'm going to do some writing and I don't want you to say a word about it."
Hoseok smirked and zipped his lips.
"You know," the boy said, pausing by the table. "There's a certain worker that might suit your table more, if you don't mind-
Yoongi glanced around before lowering his head, feeling like everyone knew why he was there. "Stupid," he whispered, hating how obvious he had been.
"Uh, I did," he said, eyes flicking around the room, at the people-
Jimin winced. "The bus came late," he said, lips slipping into a pout. "I'm normally on time."
Yoongi gestured for him to go, not wanting to hold him up and make him even more late.
It was good but not Jimin good.
it was at least thirty minutes later when Jimin appeared again, popping up by Yoongi's table.
"Jin?" Jimin nodded and gestured to the door. "Oh, the boy who served me?"
"I think it's hyung to you," Jimin giggled, glancing over his shoulder before-
"He said I was interesting," Yoongi parroted, eyebrows furrowing. "We didn't talk?"
Jimin cocked his head to the side, lips stretching into a grin. "So, which one is your favourite?" he asked.
"Me and Jin-hyung made that recipe together," he said proudly. "We do different styles though."
Jimin smirked. "You remember my cake?" Yoongi could feel the heat pooling in his cheeks but he ignored it as he shrugged. "I make mine with love."
The giggle surprised him but it wasn't unwelcome.
"Of course not," Yoongi said, snorting. "I think cows will start flying before he confesses."
"Isn't it pigs?"
"I saw a pig fly once."
"I mean... Hobi accidentally stepped on a plank but the pig definitely flew," Yoongi said, grinning. "We were ten," he added, hoping Jimin didn't think they tried to make pigs fly regularly.
"He's your boss?"
"Co-owner," Jimin said, flashing a smile before joining Jin behind the counter.
For the next half an hour, he ate the treats Jimin kept bringing him as he wrote in his book, the younger boy not disturbing him as he worked.
As he wrote, he did consider going back to listen to Kihyun sing again, the other boy's voice sounding perfect for the song he was hearing in his head. But another voice stopped those thoughts entirely.
"You can sing," he stated.
"Oh. Um. Yeah?" Jimin cocked his head to the side, eyes darting down to the notepad Yoongi was tapping. "Sometimes, anyway. When it's empty..."
"Yes but... you're hyung," he mumbled. "Tae's best friend. It's different."
"Is it?" Yoongi asked softly.
Yoongi glanced down at his notepad before looking at Jimin again. "Sing for me," he blurted.
“Maybe another time,” Yoongi said, leaning on the table. “Sing what you were humming a minute ago.”
Jimin slowly nodded. “Okay.”
Working in the music department meant he heard a range of vocals all the time but hearing Jimin right there and then... “Shit,” he mumbled, unable to pull his eyes away.
Before he could disappear, Yoongi grabbed his wrist.
"No, not just now." Yoongi shook his head then tilted it back to look up at Jimin. "Definitely not just now," he whispered.
Jimin's lips parted as his eyes flickered. "Not just now?"
A soft smile spread across Jimin's face. "Are you asking me what I think you're asking, hyung?"
"I think..." Jimin paused then giggled. "I'd say yes."
"Really," Jimin said, squeezing his fingers. "But, I really should finish cleaning before hyung comes back and throws cakes at me."
"Can I eat them instead?" he asked, winking.
There was a brief moment where time seemed to still around him before he heard a snigger. "That was cute," Jin-
"How long was you there?"
"For such broad shoulders, no one ever seems to see me," Jin whined, resting his hip against the table. "You two are sickeningly sweet for only meeting once before."
"You're different," Jin said, folding his arms over his chest. "Nothing like I expected."
"What do you mean?" Yoongi narrowed his eyes, a bad feeling beginning to spread.
"Tae spoke about me," Yoongi stated, watching as Jin tried to get away. "Jin-ssi, what else did Tae say?"
"He organised this." Yoongi covered his face and groaned. "Why did Jimin pretend not to know him?"
"I can stay," he said, eyes flicking between the two of them. Jin rolled his eyes and gestured to the door. "Are you sure?"
"I'll change my mind," he threatened before looking at-
"Was I just insulted?" he whispered to Jimin as they headed towards the door.
"I don't think you want to know." Jimin smiled and slipped his fingers into Yoongi's, squeezing before pushing into the evening.
"Tae told you about me," he said, unable to stop himself. Jimin looked up sharply before sighing. "It's true."
Jimin nodded. "He mentioned you."
"You're his best friend." Jimin loosened his fingers but Yoongi held on. "He mentioned you a few times, he said that we should meet."
"What did you say to that?"
"I knew enough about you to say yes." Jimin pulled them to the side of the road and bit his lip. "I-
"I don't mind." Yoongi shook his head. "It's okay, really."
"I shouldn't have lied. Tae shouldn't have lied."
"Hoseok knew," he grunted, groaning.
Yoongi sighed and stepped back, thinking.
Jimin nodded quickly. "I know! I'm sorry, hyung."
"Tae's plans rarely work out you know."
A long drawn out sigh made Jimin's shoulders droop but he smiled and shook his head. "Come on, let's go on that date, Jiminie."
“Jin-hyung pulled some strings at a place his friend owns. We can eat there, if you want,” Jimin said, flashing a smile.
With a grin, Jimin tugged on their linked hands. "You'll love the food, hyung. Jin-hyung knows the best people."
"Who is Jin exactly?"
"Co-owner," Jimin said, looking both ways before crossing the road. "With my-
"You want your own place though?" Yoongi asked curiously.
Jimin nodded. "I love my brother and Jinnie-hyung but I'd love to go into a shop one day and know it's mine."
"Yeah," he said, nodding his head enthusiastically. "I baked all the time with Jinnie-hyung. I want to make them proud."
"Hyung!" Yoongi jumped, head whipping to look at Jimin but he realised he wasn't the hyung being called. "Did Jinnie-hyung phone you?"
They followed behind him and took a seat opposite each other at the table. "I love what you've done, hyung," Jimin said, eyes drinking everything in. "Oh! Hyung, this is Namjoonie."
Yoongi blushed and ducked his head but Jimin's giggle warmed him.
"Call me if you need anything," Namjoon told them, patting Jimin's shoulder but slinking away, leaving them to look at each other quietly.
"They met in college," Jimin supplied when they picked up
Yoongi chuckled, hearing the pride in Jimin's voice. "That's pretty cool," he said, making Jimin nod. "So, cooking is a big thing in your friend group."
"Wait, really?" Jimin cocked his head to the side, eyebrows pinched. "My friend is a dancer. It's a small circle, you might know him too."
"Yeah, that's it. He mentioned him being a dancer but we haven't spent any time together. I'd like to meet him, see what our styles are like together."
A waitress appeared before Jimin could respond. "Can I get you something to drink?" she asked, smiling politely. They ordered and watched her leave with a nod.
Yoongi nibbled his bottom lip as he thought. "Sometimes yes to both. I don't perform often but I do sometimes, with Hoseok."
"Clubs," he said, shrugging. "Tae finds us places sometimes. He likes to go out with our other friend, Kookie, and recommends the best to us."
"That sounds fun," Jimin murmured.
"You think so?" he asked, lips twitching.
"My hours doesn't leave much time for much," Jimin said in way of explanation. "I spend time with Jinnie-hyung and the others but I rarely go out."
"He's your best friend," Jimin commented, laughing.
"He is," Yoongi said, nodding with a smile.
"The look on my face?"
"When you talk about playing the piano or creating music, you just look so... happy."
"It must be the same look you get."
Yoongi leaned back and watched Jimin for a moment. "I love the way your eyes light up," he said softly. "The way your lips twitch before you start smiling."
There was a moment where Jimin's eyes darted to his before he looked away, clearing his throat.
"Hyung," he whined, covering his face. "I need to eat, I can't do that with you looking at me."
"We can come back," Jimin commented
"Well, the food is good..." Yoongi grinned when Jimin's head snapped up, the pout on his lips making Yoongi's stomach clench. "And the company."
"Really." Yoongi reached over and lightly brushed his fingers against Jimin's before sitting back. "If you aren't busy, we can do something after this too."
"We could go for a walk, get a drink, see a movie," Yoongi offered, shrugging. It was hard to keep eye contact with Jimin as he beamed - he was too beautiful, it was unfair. "If you want to," he added quietly.
"You want to go on three more dates?"
"Three dates sound good to me," Jimin murmured, glancing over Yoongi before smirking. Yoongi's eyebrow raised, feeling something tingle in his stomach.
"Me too," Yoongi said, smiling. "Anything to prolong the date."
Instantly, Jimin blushed but his lip didn't waver.
"You can get the next one."
"We're walking along the river, what
Yoongi watched as Jimin bounced away, his chest tightening. It was strange, how sudden everything was, how fast his feelings appeared.
"Namjoonie wants to say goodbye," he said, rocking on the balls of his feet. "He'll be out in a moment."
He didn't have to worry for long though, Namjoon appeared a few minutes later, wide smile across his lips. "You're leaving so soon."
"I didn't even get to talk to Yoongi-ssi," Namjoon complained, patting Jimin's shoulder before shoving him over. "So, Yoongi-ssi."
"Um, hyung," Yoongi offered
"Oh my god."
They both ignored him as Yoongi raised his eyebrows at Namjoon. "I didn't know we were going on a date, Namjoon."
"I'd be a great date," Namjoon said, shrugging. "But I need to know who our little
"Oh my god," Jimin whispered, smacking Namjoon's arm.
"Well, I'm a music student," Yoongi said, rubbing his jaw. "I make music and I'd love for your, um, Minnie to feature on my next song that I'm submitting for my final project."
"Really." Namjoon nodded slowly. "He is a good singer. What else?"
"Well," Yoongi hesitated and looked at Jimin. "I'm currently living on my best friend's sofa because I don't have my own place. But I'm hoping I'll have my own place soon," he added.
"Where can I listen to your stuff?"
"You want to listen to my music?"
"Namjoonie makes music too," Jimin butted in, shushed instantly by Namjoon. "Joonie, come on. I want to continue our date."
"You'll be hearing, not seeing," Yoongi commented before looking at Jimin.