"Stand up straight, Jungkook. Lift your leg up higher Jimin and then twirl."

Jimin huffed and placed a hand on his foot to lift it up higher and tried to keep it in place.

He twirled and thankfully kept his balance before stopping and grinning.

"Ahhh! I did it, Kookie! I did it!" He hugged Jungkook who grunted and pushed him off.

"Get off me, midget. I have a boyfriend." Jimin pouted and slapped his arm.

"Just because I'm shorter does not mean you get to disrespect your hyung! And I have a crush! I'd never go for you!" Jungkook snorted at that.

"You have a crush on someone that likes someone else." Jimin's mood deflated and he huffed.

"You don't have to point that out you know. I wanna continue thinking I have a chance." Jungkook gave the shorter a pitiful look.

"It's going to be okay, Chim. You'll find someone better." Jimin smiled at him and patted his back.

"Hyung, you brat. And is that a phone ringing?" They both turned to their bags and Jimin pulled his out, which was the one ringing.

He quickly answered when he saw it was his mom.

"Eomma?"

"Jimin, dear, where are you?"

"In the studio with Kook. Why?"

"We have a dinner meeting with Mr. and Mrs. Min today and I want you to attend." Jimin sighed and nodded even though he knew his mom couldn't see.

"Should I go home or just change here? Since it's almost around dinner?"

"You can change there and make sure you shower they're coming to our house, we don't need you to stink. Oh, they're also bringing their son." Jimin frowned.

"Min Yoongi? He's gonna be there?"

"You know him already?"

"Yeah, eomma. We're in the same school even though he's a two years older than me."

"Even better then! You can get to know each other!" Jimin was getting more confused. Why does it matter if they got along or not?

"I'll send you a car to pick you up, okay? I love you." His mother ended the call and Jimin sighed, turning to Jungkook.

"I have a dinner meeting to go, too. I'll see you tomorrow with Hoseok-hyung okay?" Jungkook nodded and Jimin quickly went to take a shower.

He was lucky that he brought his black pants and not his ripped jeans and topped it with a white shirt.

He quickly dried his hair and ruffled it so it didn't look like a bird was building a nest inside.

When he went out he saw his mother's secretary waiting for him and he threw his bag inside before getting in himself.

All through the ride he thought of one thing.

Why would Min Yoongi come to his house?