[Jimin's POV]

"So, anything interesting happened last night, hmm?" Jin suddenly piped up, wiggling his eyebrows at me. We're currently on our way to school using Jin-hyung's pickup truck. He went to my house for breakfast and picked up his truck, too. Unfortunately, Jin-hyung's first encounter with Yoongi-hyung is not that... ideal and kinda decent.

"I see that Namjoon-hyung's pervertness already rubbed off on you, huh hyung?" I teased. He looked away, red flushing his cheeks. Jin-hyung also bets for the same sex, if y'all didn't know. He has a tiny crush on Namjoon-hyung, but he won't tell him because unfortunately, Namjoon-hyung's in a relationship with his fellow senior named Jackson. Jackson's not bad, though, he's actually a cool guy. He's also into rapping and composing, and also intelligent like Namjoon-hyung, but of course I ship my friends, Jin-hyung and Namjoon-hyung, more.

"D-Don't change the topic, Chim Chim." He teased back, using my nickname as an edge. I just rolled my eyes at him and fell silent.

"If you call being embarrassed interesting, then yeah, yesternight was indeed interesting." I sarcastically said before looking away, the events from last night rehashing in my mind once again. I groaned and leaned my head against the car window. Ugh. Out of all the things, why my nickname.

"Save that for later. The others would kill to hear this." I heard him say with a chuckle. I just groaned once again and looked out of the window. Great. I guess this day would get even better than it already is.

"You know, I understand if you'll have a crush on him."

I turned to Jin-hyung. "What do you mean?"

He shrugged. "I mean, from what I've seen earlier, he's hot. He's pretty good-looking, but of course not more than how I am... he looks harmless, but we don't know if he's a decent guy. But he's hot, you're hot, maybe you guys could hook up." He said nonchalantly, as if what he just said isn't a big deal. Like hell it isn't.

I gaped at him. It's very unusual for hyung to call someone good-looking because, well, he's pretty confident with how he looks and so his standards are pretty high, and if I really heard him right about calling Yoongi-hyung good-looking, then he really is that handsome. I thought I was just hallucinating.

"Seriously, hyung? Hook up?!" I cringed at his choice of words. Didn't he mean relationship and not hook up? Is hook up a new synonym of relationship?

"Well yeah. It requires less strings attached, just plain fun and pleasure. A relationship is okay too, but he's just going to stay for awhile, right?" He said. He actually has a point. It's not like he would live with us forever. He's just a guest, not a new family member. A guest. A visitor.

"All the more reason to not get involved with him in any way. Wait, why are we even talking about this?" I asked, wondering how our conversation got to my relationship with Yoongi-hyung.

"You can't not have an involvement with the guy, Jimin. Face it. You guys practically live under the same roof, will see each other everyday for the incoming weeks, talk to him everyday, and other stuff. You can't avoid Yoongi. That's why we're talking about what you two would be while he's here in Busan."

I sighed. Jin-hyung's right. It's not like I can avoid Yoongi-hyung. He's just across my room, we live in the same house, and he's our guest. Ignoring him would be rude. And as if I can avoid getting involved with him. It hasn't been a day since he arrived and I'm already feeling an attraction towards him.

"Eotteokhae?" I mumbled and turned to hyung. He looked at me and back to the road and shrugged his shoulders.

"Guess we'll find out as days pass."

>>>>>

"Alright. I'm expecting your essays by Friday. Anyone who fails to submit will lose forty points of their grade. Crystal?" One of our creepy seosaengnims, Mrs. Kang, said after the lunch bell went off.

"Clear." We all said before she dismissed us. Some of my classmates scrambled out of the room and I stayed behind, my head on my backpack that's sitting on top of my table.

As much as I don't want to tell my friends, Jin-hyung already told them earlier to come early to the cafeteria because I have something to say. I groaned. I don't really wanna recall what happened last night. It's so embarrassing and cringe-worthy, it makes me wanna puke so bad.

"Hey hyung, you alright?" I looked up and saw Jungkook looking down at me. I mentally groaned. Ugh. I forgot that we have the same class before lunch. I actually thought I could escape this story-telling, but what do you know, haha. Nope.

"Yeah. Just hungry." I muttered before arranging my things and stuffing them inside my bag. Jungkook waited for me before we went to our respective lockers to drop our bags first.

"I heard from Jin-hyung that Yoongi already arrived last night. What happened, hyung?" He asked as he opened his own locker which is just beside mine. I internally groaned and pressed my head against my locker door. I really don't wanna tell them what happened. It even hurts thinking of it, how much more telling it to my friends?

"Can't you wait until the others are here?" I snapped at him and opened my locker with such force and threw my bag in and shut it close with a bang. I saw sadness flicker in his eyes and he immediately apologized and started walking towards the cafeteria. I groaned to myself and ran after him.

"Look, I'm sorry. The events last night weren't really that pretty and I just feel really embarrassed just thinking about it. I'm sorry for snapping at you." I explained when I finally caught up with Jungkook. He gave me a firm smile and patted my shoulder.

"We're cool, hyung. Don't worry about it. Kaja." He said and pulled me to the cafeteria.

Once we entered the cafeteria, we grabbed our own trays and lined up quickly, not wanting to be caught up with the usual long line that usually starts ten minutes after the lunch bell. My stomach rumbled as my eyes saw the menu for today. Our school is not the most prestigious private school here in Busan but we have the best food. Apparently, our principal is a big food lover so he makes sure that the menu for everyday will satisfy his taste.

After we paid for our food, Jungkook and I went to our usual table by the vending machine and started eating--well, I, started eating. I figured I wouldn't be able to eat anymore once the story telling session starts.

"Whoa hyung, slow down and chew your food." Jungkook chuckled and I just glared at him and continued eating. I heard him pop his soda can open and I can't help but smirk. If Jin-hyung sees him...

"Yah! What did I tell you about drinking soda with any empty stomach?!" I looked up and saw hyung holding Kookie's soda. He's glaring at the younger while the other's just pouting. The rest of our friends arrived with trays in their hands and took their seats.

"Mother mode again, huh?" Namjoon-hyung said as he popped a fry in his mouth.

"Obviously. He's always like that." Taehyung piped in after chewing his food. I nodded and continued eating, faster than ever. Unfortunately, I accidentally choked on my food and coughed loudly. I opened my juice box and almost immediately sipped the contents, emptying it in less than ten seconds. I felt a hand patting my back and turned to my side. Hoseok-hyung is looking at me with a worried look.

"Are you okay?"

"Ne. I'm okay."

"Is something wrong, Jimin?" I looked up and saw Jin-hyung looking down at me. I shook my head and played with my food using my fork.

"He choked on his food, but he's okay now." Hobi-hyung said, still patting my back.

"Well apparently he's eating too fast, of course he'll choke on his food." Jungkook said with a laugh and continued eating. Jin raised a brow at what he said and I can feel beads of sweat forming on my forehead.

"And why are you eating so fast?" He asked as he took a seat across me. I unconsciously gulped and looked away.

"Aha!"

We all turned to him in shock. He looked at me and wiggled his eyebrows, his finger pointing at me. "You're trying to escape your story-telling, aren't you?"

My eyes widened and I quickly shook my head. I stood up and stepped backwards, waving my hands no in front of me. "A-Aniyo! W-Why would I do t-that?"

His smirk became wider and more obvious as he stepped closer to me. "Come on, Chim Chim. Tell us why you don't want to tell us what happened yesterday night?"

"Last night? What happened last night?" Namjoon-hyung asked, but the others except for the oldest hyung just shrugged.

"Oh, didn't Yoongi arrive yesterday? Was it yesterday or is it today?" Hobi-hyung asked.

"Oh yeah! It was yesterday!" TaeTae piped up and started jumping up and down on his seat.

"Jinjja? He already arrived?!" Namjoon-hyung turned to me. I slowly nodded.

"Can we go meet him? Ooooh, I wanna meet Yoongi-hyung!" Taehyung hugged my leg and started screaming, making the other students turn to us. We all gave them sheepish smiles and the others helped me get him off of me. After a few minutes, he already got off but he's now begging for Namjoon-hyung to give him a piggyback. I chuckled at the sight of them.

Lunch went by so fast, same as my classes after it. After my last class ended, I quickly ran out of the room and the school, taking the first bus to home. I seriously don't want my friends to meet Yoongi-hyung because they might be a little too weird for him. I mean, my friends are cool, but I don't know much about people from Seoul. The least I would want hyung to feel is being uncomfortable and uneasy.

I hopped off of the bus and started walking my way home. I'm hella sure by now, the others are looking for me at school. I can't help but laugh just imagining them yelling my name in the comfort rooms and classrooms in our school.

I stopped in my tracks when I saw a mint haired guy by the post near the beach, his back turned to me. I unconsciously smiled. I decided to not disturb him so I just went home straight.

Once inside my room, I stripped out of my uniform and slipped on some sweatpants and a shirt before doing my homeworks. I wasn't able to drop off my things in my locker so all of my stuff are in my bag, no wonder it's a lot heavier than before. After finishing the last word problem, I shut my notebook close and arranged my things before I went to the kitchen to cook dinner.

A few minutes after I started cooking homemade ramyeon, I heard the door open. I glanced at the wall clock. 5:27. He sure enjoyed strolling and looking at the beach.

"Da nyeo wa sseum ni da." I heard him say before TV sounds filled the air. I just shrugged and continued cooking.

>>>>>

I placed the ramyeon on the table and glanced at the clock. 5:53. Just in time for dinner.

I removed the apron from my waist and placed it back in the kitchen cabinet before washing my hands. I closed the tap and shook my hands vigorously, shaking the water off of my hands. I grabbed the towel from beside me and wiped my hands. Guess I should also call hyung for dinner.

"Dinner's ready, Yoongi--"

I was met by light brown orbs staring back at me, and when I noticed who it is, I jumped backwards and hit my lower back at the sink. I hissed in pain and cringed. Pretty sure that it'll bruise later.

"H-Hyung!"

"You called?" He said nonchalantly, his bright hair sticking out everywhere. He yawned but he did not dare to cover his mouth or turn his back, not that I mind. His breath smells like mint.

"You scared me. How long were you standing behind me?" I said as I place a hand above my heart. He really did scare me--no, not scare, startle--and if I didn't hurt my back, I would've fainted out of shock instead.

"A minute." He shrugged and looked at me. I felt self-conscious (not that there is anything be conscious of) and I felt the need to run my hand through my hair, so I did. His eyes followed what I did and he looked back at me. There's something, something in the way he look at me that made me grip the kitchen counter tight and step back. He noticed it and stepped closer. My breath hitched.

"Are you okay?" He asked, moving closer to me. I didn't say anything but he still inched closer. "Is something wrong?"

I looked down and bit my lip. What is wrong with me? What's happening? I don't get it.

I looked back at him and I was shocked to see him smirking. Umm, okay, why is he smirking? (And oh, did I forget to mention how hot he looks like when he's smirking?)

"Hyung..." I mumbled, too weak under his stare. He moved closer and placed both his hands on either side of me, on the counter specifically. He moved his face closer, closer, closer...

He turned to my right and I can feel his breath against my ear.

He breathed out, sending chills all over my spine but that's the least of my problems now. He's too close, we're too close, I can't breath...

"Tell me..." he whispered.

"Are you scared of me?"

He pulled away and smirked at me before I heard a scream filling the house.

"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU GUYS DOING?!"

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Dun, dun, dun, dun! XD

So crappy blegh

I hope you guys liked this! Classes just started so updates would not be as often as before, but I will try to update once a week! Please understand.

And I'm out

사랑함니다,

~Nikki~