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It’s so loud.
This thought was resounding in Yoongi's head as he struggled to tune out all the commotion that was happening next door. After minutes of screaming and crashing, the noise finally roused Yoongi’s curiosity. He pressed his ear onto the wall, hoping that it wasn’t just a round of the occasional BDSM play that would go on. Cringing at the thought, he concentrated on the sound.
“ Screw you, Park Jimin” a shrill voice sounded, clearly belonging to a girl, “ You told me I was the only one!”
“ Sweetheart,” Jimin’s slightly annoyed voice retorted, “ that was your own delusions. I told you that I wasn’t interested in a relationship.”
“ I thought you were joking .” her voice cracked, “ Were all those sweet words you whispered in my ear a lie?”
Jimin chuckled, “ Of course not sweetie, I love you, and I also love all the others, equally.”
Yoongi cringed at that sentence. Jimin really did not know how to calm down a lady. True to his thoughts, another resounding crash broke through, this time with Jimin shouting.
“ Damn you! That was expensive!”
“ I hope you choke on the pieces!”
A slap sounded and a door opened and slammed, with sobs coming from outside. Yoongi waited for the sobs to disappear before detaching himself from the wall. Serves him right . Yoongi thought. It was bound to happen sooner or later. With the amount of girls that he would bring over it was no wonder. However, that slap sounded pretty painful. Wanting to see Jimin's pitiful state he was left in, Yoongi made a move that he definitely wouldn’t have done if it was any other situation. It was the image of Jimin sitting on the ground in tears, the Jimin crying on the bed that led to Yoongi walking out his door and opening Jimin’s.
“ What are you doing?” a sharp voice resounded as he closed the door.
Yoongi grinned at the red palm mark that spread across Jimin's cheek. “ Just checking up on you.” He emphasized checking to let Jimin know that he was being sarcastic.
“ Well, yeah” Jimin retorted as he put on his shirt, “ I don’t need any checking up.”
Oh yeah. This Jimin, is completely from the Jimin that always teased him and infuriated him. Yoongi was amused by this situation as he moved closer to him. He stopped about a meter away. He pointed at Jimin’s cheek.
“ Does that hurt?”
“ Are you offering to help put ointment on?” Jimin asked as he quirked an eyebrow.
Yoongi quickly retreated a step as he muttered “ absolutely not.”
Yoongi took in the scene around him. There were bedsheets on the floor and the tv’s screen was cracked. There were women’s undergarments on the sofa and kitchen pots scattered on the floor as well. All in all, it looked like a hurricane had just visited.
“ This happen often?” Yoongi asked out of curiosity.
“ Not usually like this ,” Jimin said as he winced while applying the ointment, “ I told the girls beforehand that I wasn’t interested in a serious relationship. Thought things changed after I took them out once or twice.”
Not used to words that came out of Jimin’s mouth that were not meant for flirting, Yoongi gawked at Jimin.
“ Kitten, are you falling in love with me?” Jimin teased as he quickly closed the distance. Even then, there was still a dark undertone in his voice, contrary to the playfulness that he usually exerts.
All thoughts vanished however, as soon as Jimin lifted his chin. Quickly shoving his hand away, he cursed as he rubbed the area where Jimin had touched.
Jimin feigned a look of hurt as he picked up a shirt that was laying on the ground. He put it on as he groaned at the mess that was still present around them.
After marveling at the amount of things that were making the room look astray, Yoongi looked back at Jimin, only to find a quirked eyebrow.
“ Still not leaving, honey? Why don’t you stay the night—“
Yoongi immediately turned his heel and threw a shirt that was laying around the floor before he finished his sentence.
He quickly went back into his room and closed the door, quietly cursing himself for ever entering Jimin’s house on his own accord.
He climbed back onto his bed and after a while, cracked a smile. Realization hit him as he remembered that without a girl, means no fun-time for Jimin. No fun-time for Jimin meant he could finally, finally, sleep well for a night. He almost laughed out loud at the thought as he scrambled to close the lights and pull up his blanket.
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Yoongi has never been as happy as he was now since the day he moved next door to the atrocity that was Jimin.
As he predicted, he slept without a problem, and he finally got rid of the eyebags that almost permanently grew under his eyes ever since he moved in.
“ Hyung, did something good happen?” Jungkook asked as he set down the takeout that he ordered.
Yoongi quickly snapped out of his thoughts as he set down his recording equipment. He usually wasn’t one to get distracted when it had anything to do with his work.
“ Yeah.”, he replied as he went to join Jungkook.
“ What is it hyung?” Jungkook continued as his eyes widened with anticipation of the good news.
“ It’s nothing you should worry about.”, he retorted as he flicked Jungkook's forehead.
Jungkook cried out as he rubbed the spot Yoongi had assaulted.
“ Hyung~” he whimpered.
Yoongi laughed as he started eating. Jungkook pouted but also joined in to eat.
“ Yoongi! Jungkook! How could you eat without me!”
Yoongi facepalmed as he recognized who the shrill voice belonged to.
“ Your Jinnie-Hyung is here!” Jin announced as he opened the door to his studio. He took a chair and also joined them at the table.
“ You won’t believe who I met today!”
Jin pulled out his phone with excitement and he showed a picture. Puzzled by Jin, who usually starts talking about either food or Namjoon, he took Jin's phone to see what the commotion was.
It was a selfie with an extremely attractive man. Sparkling eyes, pink hair, full lips. Yoongi was all too familiar who the man was.
“ Jimin…”, he unconsciously muttered as he recognized who the man was.