"I can't go. I have to study for this test on Monday." Jimin said.

Taehyung groaned lying back on Jimin's bed. He frowned at how hard the mattress was. "Damn. This bed is hard as hell."

"Tell me about it. My lower back is killing me."

"You have to come to the party!" Taehyung said sitting up completely changed the conversation.

"Tae I just told you that—"

"Please! Chanyeol got invited therefore we're invited. You have to go to a college party at least once."

"Do I really? I keep embarrassing myself at the club. I don't need to embarrass myself in front of young, judgmental horny adults."

"Look, we will just go for a little bit and we will come back. I have to study for a test too. Plus, Seokjin is going to be there too. I can't let him go and then brag about it on Monday."

"Aha. There's the catch."

"What do you mean?" He asked as he got up from the bed to open up Jimin's closet. He looked through the clothes looking for a perfect outfit for him but it consisted of pretty much duplicates.

Long sleeve t-shirts and straight legged jeans. There were some short sleeve shirts and tanks which Taehyung assumed were his "sexy" clothes.

"I think you have a crush on Seokjin."

Taehyung screeched as he dramatically spun around pretending to fall against his hanging clothes. "Are you out of your mind? That man is anything but likable! He's so annoying!"

"Wow. Okay. Calm down. I just thought—"

"Never think that.  I could never. He's just my nemesis."

"Well, enemies to lovers can happen." Jimin murmured, wiggling his eyebrows.

"You read too many novels. That's not our case. I have to run to my apartment and get you some clothes."

"I told you I'm not going."

Taehyung pouted, "Please! We didn't hang out this whole summer and I really want us to spend time together."

Jimin groaned in defeat, "Fine. Fine. I'll wait for you here."

"Yes! Be right back!"

Jimin sat on his chair and opened up his text book. His eyes scanned the words and he tried his hardest to absorb all the knowledge in.

When his eyes happened to look at the mirror in front of him he spotted Namjoon peeking through the bathroom door.

At first Jimin screamed until he realized it was just Namjoon being creepy like usual. "Fucking shit. You scared me."

"I couldn't show myself while your friend was here."

"Why couldn't you just disappear and then reappear again?"

"I don't know. Eavesdropping". He casually admitted.

Jimin rolled his eyes, "You can eavesdrop without being present."

"Yeah, but I wanted to try it like you humans do it."

"Well, now that you're here let me ask you, what is this?" Jimin pulled out the glass bottle he'd been holding onto for days now. He kept forgetting to ask Namjoon until Taehyung brought his nemesis up again.

"Looks like water."

"It might just be my human god senses, but isn't this odd? Who goes around giving people calming water?"

Namjoon opened the bottle and took a sniff. "It's hard to say. These are all natural ingredients. What are you suspecting?"

"I don't know. Something supernatural? I've never really met this person. He gave it to my friend. I'm just scared that they will try to hurt him because of me."

Namjoon laughed, but frowned once he saw that Jimin was dead serious. "Oh. You're for real?"

"I mean yes! That yokai tried to get me."

"Listen, no one will mess with your friend. You're protected. Everyone can see that. They'd be stupid to mess with your friends and loved ones when they know you're powerful."

"Uh huh. Powerful." Jimin murmured as he hit the tip of his pen.

"I know you can't use your powers, but if you could just see it...never mind it's pointless. Don't worry about it okay? If you're truly concerned about this guy let me look into him. What does he look like?"

"As nosey as you are, you haven't seen him?"

"I don't go around stalking you if that's what you're implying. I only appear when I sense you're about to do something stupid. Which brings me to my point, you should avoid that party."

"Why? Because of supernatural beings?" He asked in a teasing mysterious voice.

He gave him a thin smile, "You know what. You're better off going."

"Why? Am I getting killed tonight?" Jimin asked, suddenly alarmed.

"No. You can't die. You're protected, remember?"

"Wow. Such a relief to know I'm magically protected by this invisible thing!"

"Do you want me to look into this guy or not?" Namjoon asked, raising an eyebrow.

Jimin debated for a second until he pulled out his phone. He logged into his social media and looked up Seokjin's name which he knew by heart now.

It wasn't difficult to find him. His account was public, of course it had to be. Someone so handsome couldn't keep his stuff hidden.

Namjoon looked at the picture and then back at Jimin. "Got it. I won't have a hard time finding him."

"He's grossly handsome isn't he?"

"Be careful out tonight. Trust your instincts. Well, if you have any."

"I have instincts." Jimin said offended.

"Just be careful."

Jimin spun back around to his textbooks and began reading. He didn't bother to turn back around because he knew Namjoon was already gone.

•••

"Are you sure this is not that flashy?" Jimin asked, trying to button up the shirt Taehyung had let him borrow.

"It's perfectly fine! In fact, you can have it. Yellow doesn't look too good on me." Taehyung said, pulling his hand away from the shirt.

Jimin scratched his neck nervously, something about wearing a translucent yellow shirt with three buttons down seemed wrong. He felt exposed. The ripped black jeans didn't help either.

"Hey! Good to see you! Is this your friend?"

Jimin timidly smiled as a tall brunette approached them. Taehyung grinned, patting the brunette's back.

"Yes! This is Jimin! Jimin this is Chanyeol. One of my other roommates."

"Nice to meet you." Jimin said.

"Pleasure to meet you as well."

Chanyeol and Taehyung started chatting a bit, Jimin looked around the dorm building which was right next to his. It was dark now and still quite humid outside.

Early September weather was one of his favorites. Closer to the fall and the cold which he typically enjoyed.

"Come on Jimin." Taehyung said, grabbing his hand and pulling him along.

They entered the building and headed where the music was playing.  The room where the party was located was actually quite spacious. It looked like several of the rooms were connected and the doors were opened to make more space.

The lights were off but there were disco lights. The space was filled with college kids dancing, drinking and even smoking. Jimin watched amused as couples made out in the corner and even on the dance floor.

No one seemed to care about anything there and it made Jimin feel more at ease. He didn't feel like he stood out to the crowd which was comforting.

"Let's get the night started!" Chanyeol screamed, handing them a plastic cup with a drink.

Jimin took a whiff of the fruit punch looking beverage and scrunched his nose as the smell of alcohol made it to his nostrils. He took a big gulp either way to help him relax, plus he was with Taehyung so he felt comfortable enough to drink around his roommates.

"Ah! There's Sehun!" Chanyeol excitedly said.

Jimin was introduced to the other roommate and they began chatting here and there. Taehyung started to dance effortlessly to the music.

Suddenly, Jimin felt the need to dance with him. He happened to know the lyrics to the song so they started singing it to one another as they danced and drank from the cup.

Jimin happened to like all of Taehyung's roommates. They were welcoming and nice. Something Jimin had feared was not fitting in with the rest of his friends but that didn't seem to be the case at all.

"I'm going to get another drink. Do any of you want another one?" Jimin asked.

"I need one but I'll come with you!" Taehyung said.

They started walking through the crowd while Taehyung kept his arm around Jimin. Before they could get to the drink area, a tall blonde got in front of them.

Jimin felt Taehyung tense quite a lot and Jimin then realized this was Kim Seokjin. He stared at him trying to see if his spider senses went off, but when he looked at Seokjin he felt nothing unusual.

"Ahh! You must Jimin. Hello Taehyung."

"How do you know my name?" Jimin asked.

"Yeah, how do you know his name, you weirdo?"

"It's not hard to piece it together. You stay talking about your best friend Jimin."

"Have you studied for the upcoming exam?" Taehyung questioned completely changing the conversation.

"Of course. Have you?"

"I don't need to study much. I have a great memory." Taehyung said, removing his arm from Jimin and stepping closer.

"Me too, you know."

Jimin watched them go back and forth for a bit and eventually he felt like he was third wheeling in the argument. He lightly tapped Taehyung's shoulder and told him he would look for a drink.

His friend acknowledged him briefly but didn't pay much attention. He seemed to be too occupied with the sexy man in front of him.

Jimin had his suspicions that this "rivalry" was a collection of sexual tension between them. When Jimin spotted the large pitcher of the red fruit punch he grinned, picking up two plastic cups.

As he was making his way back while taking small sips, he came across a man that stopped him. Jimin's eyes widened a bit and the people pleaser in him made him smile.

"Hello." He said.

Jimin nodded in response, unable to say much. His presence was eerie. Yokai. "Hi! Actually I'm meeting a friend so I can't talk now!"

"Did anyone tell you that yellow looks quite...good on you?" His eyes scanned Jimin up and down making the uncomfortable sensation spread further down his stomach.

Could he sense that he was a god? Jimin didn't understand much about the supernatural world. Even this "glow" Jungkook talked about Jimin couldn't see.

All he understood was that the presence of this being was making him terrified. His aura wasn't welcoming. It was frightening.

"Ah you got me that drink I wanted. Can I help you?"

Jimin turned to his side to see the bartender from the club right next to him. He had taken Taehyung's drink and was now drinking it.

The man in front of them still had a smile on his face but his eyes told that he feared the bartender. "Pardon me, I must've mistaken you."

When the man walked away, Jimin felt like he could breathe again. He laughed nervously as he took another big gulp of his drink.

The bartender watched him and once Jimin noticed he froze and grew serious again. He felt self conscious of being looked at especially by him.

"Thanks for that." Jimin murmured.

He stood quiet and tilted his head a little. His eyes were a dark black that almost looked empty, but at the moment they seemed full.

Jimin's face started to pool with blood and he could feel the heat off his body radiate. "I mean for helping me with that guy. I think that's what you were doing. I don't know I—"

"He was wrong."

"Huh?" Jimin asked, confused.

"Yellow doesn't look good." His voice was so serious but not harsh.

"Oh." Jimin whispered, looking down at his hands. The plastic cup was now empty because of his nervousness he hadn't realized he drank it all.

"It looks beautiful."