Nothing felt rather intriguing or interesting ever since the princely-like men were welcomed into Jimin's life.

Nothing at all.

Everyday Taehyung would take Jungkook to school and then take him home. His mother was always at work so he was always alone. But atleast he had his best friend, Winston wagging his tail every second he saw Jimin.

Always taking him for walks, pulling him like this would be the only time he would ever see the world. And the world to his dumb dog was just walking around the block. He didn't see what was so exciting. But what brought hyperactivity to the dog was other dogs.

Constantly scaring the shit out of the little ones by jumping and wanting to play with them. Winston was a bundle full of fun. He wanted to have friends since he was the only dog in the house. He was highly obedient indoors and would constantly slam his head on your lap for a pet or shoving his head in between your legs all of a sudden. Wherever Jimin was, Winston was too. Guarding him, protecting him.

Falling asleep on the living room floor after being attacked with hugs from the red setter, Jimin got a text from his mum saying how Taehyung was not able to pick him up and Jungkook had no way of getting home because he didn't know the direction well.

Doing such a favour for picking Jungkook up was awkward. The two haven't spoke much since Jungkook kept avoiding him and going off to Taehyung. Taehyung however did talk to Jimin from time to time, almost pestering the young boy when he was had nothing else to do.

Sliding on his slippers and coat, Jimin got into his truck that was left as a present from his mother when he passed the exams.

Engine on, vehicle surprisingly not going out of control and landing in a pool. Seatbelt on. Okay Jimin was ready. With one push of the pedal, Jimin slammed the brake, not moving but an inch from the drive way. Jimin hardly touched this car and he hardly drove in a month. So his driving was a bit sloppy all because of his memory loss.

Slamming his head on the horn, the noise went off, never stopping even when Jimin lifted his head. It still kept going off. Slapping the steering wheel, the ruckus stopped and Jimin was back in focus to reach Jungkook who was most likely in a sheltered area with his umbrella on a rainy afternoon.

Once seeing the quiet school boy flicking through his textbook under a shelter which was a bus stop, Jimin beeped the car, catching the muscled boy's attention and sat in the passenger seat.

"How was school."

A pause played the boys lips as he finished packing the textbook in his bag and putting the seatbelt on. "Basic. Nothing interesting."

Having nothing else to talk about, the journey was silent until Jimin realised he had a letter for Jungkook from the mail.

"Oh yes! By the passenger seat there is a letter from the post office. It seemed important."

Taking the letter, he opened the flap by ripping the paper and opened the paper. "Its my results for the DNA test."

"Oh that test to see which category you're in?"

A pause once again happened inside the vehicle. "They want to do a blood test since when they did it the first time, I was fifteen. I wasn't fully transformed by then."

Nodding his head, Jimin's eyes still focused on the road. "Lets head to the hospital then and redo the blood test."

•••

Jimin signed, crossing his legs as he was in the waiting area while Jungkook was doing a check up. Honestly Jimin didn't want to be outside, his idea of fun was sitting at home watching. May be unhealthy but Jimin didn't honestly care.

Once coming out, Jimin leaped up, not realising his stumble until he bumped onto the taller male. Light whimpering cursed his lips, stiffening up the younger boy."Sorry."

Pushing Jimin back gently with his hands on his shoulders, Jungkook coughed lightly as his mind went back to the 'incident'. Storming to the doctor that took his blood, he headed to see his results.

Jimin, wiping his knees, evened out the creases on his jeans and jogged to the other two. A call came from his phone seeing how it was an unknown number.

"Jimin?"

"Who is this?"

"It's Kim Taehyung your house mate. I just got back home and you and Jungkook aren't here. Is everything okay?"

Removing the phone from his ear, he looked at the time on the top of his phone and noticed how late it was. "Jungkook got the letter about the category and we are just finding out the results. We will be heading home soon."

A hum was heard from Taehyung's side and both said their goodbyes. Catching up to the two people, Jungkook was seen getting a note slip.

"Is that the results?"

Frightened, Jungkook oddly nodded his head and opened the envelope.

Peaking over Jungkook's muscular built shoulders, Jimin's curiosity got to the best of him as he lurked, reading the letter with him.

"What class are you in?"

"Alpha."