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There's a lot reasons Park Jimin loves his best friend Kim Taehyung. But there are some rare times where Jimin wants to burn his friend right into the ground. This was one of those instances.
"Just this one time, Jiminie! I promise!" Taehyung says, one hand around Jimins bicep as he practically drags his friend towards a place Jimin doesn't recognize. There's a small pit of nervousness growing inside his stomach and he's half terrified of whatever place his friend has stumbled across this time.
The last time Jimin let Taehyung drag him to a place he had discovered during his 'midnight strolls', Jimin had woken up the next morning inside of a rusty old bus with mysterious stains on his shirt. Taehyung still refuses to tell him what happened.
"The last time you said that, we ended up in a gay bar." Jimin mumbles a complaint, but really he wasn't complaining. That night was great. His friend whines deep in his throat, pulling this face that he knows Jimin will cave to.
And Jimin does cave. He gives up his useless fighting against Taehyung and slumps against his taller friends side.
As the two friends near their destination, Jimin could hear a faint bass playing from outside. His regret was growing with each thump. Really, why couldn't Taehyung find normal places for once? Like a park, or maybe an old arcade. Seriously, the bars were useless to them since neither of them were of legal age to drink. But that didn't stop Taehyung from trying anyway.
Jimin squints suspiciously at the building. He swears this building would pass more for a grandma's house than a bar, save for the bass that's getting louder and the rusty old door that creaks when Taehyung opens it, giving Jimin the full blast of bass.
"Welcome to The Underground!" Taehyung yells over the music and Jimins slowly losing his perfect hearing.
The place isn't as packed as Jimin thought is was going to be. Though, there's still not a lot of room to navigate around the sweaty bodies that are bumping all around. Jimin can faintly make out a small stage in the dim lighting and somebody rapping into a microphone.
Before he knows it, Taehyungs leading him to the bar part of the place. It's pretty much vacant save for the guy behind the counter with a smaller guy leaning next to him with look of pure boredom on his face. Jimin takes a minute to study the guys face and realizes he looks more like a kid than anything. Jimin wonders what the fuck a kid is doing in a bar.
"V!" The kid shoots up, startling the man next to him who's occupied with washing glasses now. "I was wondering if you were ever going to show up. It's boring without you." He says as he reaches across the bar and slaps Taehyungs shoulder with a wide smile on his face.
Taehyung grins and nods, before turning to his confused friend. "That's Jungkook, Jin's little brother." He points at the boy. "That's Jin, he runs this place." He points at, what he dubs, the bartender, who's know smiling at him. He can't be but a few years older than them, but he's attractive to say the least.
"Is this that friend you talk about, V?" Jin motions at Jimin. Taehyung nods, slinging an arm around his friends shoulders.
"Park Jimin, everyone." He announces, loud and proud. Jimins slightly embarrassed and still a little nervous. It's not like he hasn't been in his fair share of bars, but something about this particular one had his stomach twisting. He brushes it off as being around people that Taehyungs already became friendly with, considering he's Jimin's only friend.
The two siblings greet Jimin, and he learns the baby faced boy is indeed a kid, still 18 while Jin is 23.
"I'd offer you a drink, but I'm assuming your V's age, and I'm not about to let that happen." Jin says as he slides two water bottles in their direction. Jimins never been happier to have cold water in his hands with how hot and muggy the bar is.
"Jin's 'Mr. No Fun.'" Jimin barely heard Jungkook say. "Won't let anyone drink unless they're of age. Bunch of bullshit if you ask me." He complains. Jimin bets his paycheck that there's some brotherly tension because Jin won't let the younger drink. Jimin turns out to be right, like always.
Before he knows it, Jimin's loosened up all his nerves around the brothers and finally comfortable in the bar. He's cracking jokes that has the youngest almost rolling in the floor laughing, talking to Jin like they had been friends for years. It's not until Taehyung grips his bicep again and the bar quiets down that his nerves come back.
"What's going on?" Jimin asks, leaning back on his friend.
"This bar is mostly for underground rappers. Just for them to get their music out." Jin explains. "It's about for everyone's favorites. Namjoon, my..soulmate." He hesitates on the word, but Jimin's quick to reassure him of his own sexuality. Jimin's not exactly the straightest stick either.
"Namjoon raps with JHope and Suga." Taehyung finishes explaining, his chin resting on Jimins shoulder. "And I have this crush on JHope so I brought you along for moral support so I can talk to him." He speaks so fast and softly, Jimin barely can comprehend it, but he understands enough to tease and poke at his friend over his crush.
It's not much longer until the three rappers make their appearance on stage. Jimins half deaf at this point from all the screaming. They aren't even drinking but he's telling Taehyung to remind him to buy headache pills after this just because of the noise.
So far there's two guys on stage, both are tall and lanky from what he can tell. Taehyung tells him the guy with the hat is JHope and the guy beside him is "'Rap Monster' but you can call him Namjoon." As Jin tells him. Rap Monster is an embarrassing stage name it seems.
Jimins slightly confused as to where the third guy was. Suga, wasn't it? Another weird rapper name. He squints slightly at the movement up on the stage. There's a shorter guy standing in between JHope and Namjoon, wearing all black. No wonder Jimin didn't spot him.
"Suga!" Jimin thinks it's JHope who's talking, but he's not positive from this distance. "It's been awhile since you've been here. How are you feeling?"
Jimin sees the shorter male hesitate before bringing the mic up to his mouth and say, "Very swaggy." The entire bar erupts into laughter and clapping. Jimin snorts at the lame reply, scratching at the light burning sensation on his wrist.
"What kind of rapper says 'swaggy'?" Jimin asks, already hardcore judging the poor rapper.
Jin just laughs and shakes his head. "That's just how Suga is. He's really appreciative of American rappers and their 'way of swag'." He air quotes around the words.
Jimin says nothing as the rappers continue talking on stage. The burning sensation on his wrist grows stronger and he excuses himself to find his way to the bathroom. Jin offers to show him the way, but Jimins a big boy, he can find his own way.
Only not really, he ends up nearing the room the rappers warm up in and someone's kind enough to point him in the direction of where he needs to be. The bathroom itself is small, but at least it's better lit than the rest of the place. Jimin can already hear the thumping of bass playing up and muffled rapping.
Jimin hesitates as he goes to lift his sleeve up. Something pricks in the back of his mind. Soulmates. He never thought much about the soulmate thing. How was it supposed to go? You heard your soulmate speak and their words appeared on your wrist, like a tattoo. He faintly wonders who it could be, since he's packed into a bar, of course he was overhearing at least five conversations at once. He lets out a breath he didn't know he was holding in as he lifts his sleeve.
Jimin almost goes into shock over the words that are permanently etched into his skin.
'Very swaggy.'
What the fuck?
Jimin's trying his best not to freak the fuck out, because for one, his apparent soulmate is a rapper with a thing for American slang. Seriously though, no one says swaggy anymore. Two, he was only dragged here to help Taehyung with his romantic problem, not find his own soulmate. And three, was he ever even going to be in close enough proximity of Suga to talk to him? He doubted he'd ever see the rapper again. Mostly because he's swearing off ever going anywhere with Taehyung again.
Jimin rushes out of the bathroom at full speed, managing to make it back to the bar without any guidance. Taehyung notices the off behavior of his friend and after a minute, the two brothers are crowding around them. Taehyung still doesn't know that when someone's close to almost freaking out, you don't crowd them, but no one has the heart to tell him.
Jimins too quiet, fingers idly tapping against the covered words on his wrist. Jins fingers are lightly resting against Jimin's other wrist, he looks concerned even in the dark of the bar. Taehyung's got an arm wrapped protectively around his friends shoulder, he's asking what happened.
"I...Suga...Soulmate. I think." Jimin finally gets out, though that's a lot less than what he wants to say.
Jins the first one to break the silence after that, using his phone as a flashlight to investigate the words on Jimin's skin. He snorts, easily recognizing the rapper's words. "I want to apologize to you, but this is too funny." He's covering his mouth and holding back laughter.
"Suga doesn't believe in this soulmate stuff." Jungkook pipes up. "He's going to die if he finds out."
Jimin groans. Great, not even is his so called soulmate a rapper with a thing for American slang, he doesn't even believe in this soulmate shit. That stings. That sings pretty badly.
But Park Jimin's determined to at least speak to Suga. Maybe even get said rapper to like him even if he has to come back to this bar a million times. It's worth a shot despite the heartbreak he knows will come with the rejection.
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Although Yoongi's at the ripe age of 22, his hearing is at least up in his 70's mostly due to the thrumming music and Namjoon's loud rapping.
Yoongi's currently trying to rub the ringing out of both his ears, though Hoseok and Namjoon are still screaming in his ear about how good of a job he did during freestyle. Yoongi already knows this, but he still accepts the praise from his friends.
"I need a drink." He mutters, elbowing his way through the crowd with Namjoon and Hoseok on his heels. Somehow Namjoon is the first to reach said bar, making his way around the counter to greet Jin. Hoseok's took off to talk to someone else. Yoongi wonders when he got so slow.
When he reaches the bar, Jin's introducing Namjoon to a new kid he's never seen before, although the kid looks like he couldn't care less.
"Jin never drinks on the job, it's no fun." Namjoon says, nudging the bartender.
"You know I don't drink on the job. It's proper work ethic, idiot." Jin snorts, sipping his bottled water.
Yoongi lets out a deep sigh to let everyone know of his presence. "As much as I want to listen to your lovers spat, I could really use a drink right now." He states. Jin immediately sets to work on the rappers 'calming juice', as what the group calls it.
There's a pair of eyes on him, Yoongi can feel it. He suspects it's the new kid, maybe another shy fan of his. They always seem to pile around Jin whenever he's on for the night. The shy ones are always the cutest, he thinks. He's not going to lie, even in the dim light of the bar, the kid looks attractive.
"Jimin!" Jungkooks voice brings him out of his thoughts as he watches the younger lean across the table and delivers a slap to the new kids, who must be Jimin, cheek. It's not a painful slap, as all Jimin does is jump a little and pout up at Jungkook.
"What the fuck?" Jimin almost yells. Yoongi wants to interject the younger and tell him to watch his language, but there's a sudden burning sensation on his wrist.
"No. No, no, no, no, no." Yoongi's mumbling to himself as he tucks his wrist into his chest and turns away from the small crowd staring at him. He already knows. He's seen it happen to too many people and he did not want to be one of them. He looks at his wrist with the light of his phone and he wants to scream.
There it is, in all its glory. His soulmate tattoo, consisting of 'What the fuck?'
Yoongi wants to punch something. Mostly this piece of shit kid two seats down from him, the supposed soulmate. But that shits not happening with him. Yoongi hates the idea of soulmates, mostly because he's a picky dater, but still. What if his soulmate was someone he couldn't stand? He couldn't put up with someone he didn't even like for the rest of his life.
Hell, he didn't even know Jimin. He had no idea Jimin even existed. And now they're soulmates? Was this like a fuck you from fate?
Yoongi jumps slightly when he feels a hand on his shoulder. He almost reflexes and punches whoever owns that hand, but it turns out to be Hoseok.
"Yoongi, you alright?" He asks. Hoseoks that friend that can sense when you're upset from a different country and knows when you're bullshitting your feelings. 'I'm fine' doesn't settle with Jung Hoseok, but that doesn't stop Yoongi from doing it anyway.
"It's nothing, dude." Yoongi's lying and Hoseok knows it too by the look on his face.
Hoseok goes to open his mouth but is rudely interrupted by the kid beside Jimin. Yoongi knows him as V only through Jungkooks wild stories about him.
"Um, hi." V says, more focused on Hoseok than anything. Yoongi hears his friend suck in a breath, lightly clutching his wrist.
Are you fucking kidding? Yoongi knows what that is, considering it just happened to him. But really, was this the meeting for soulmates or something?
"I'm out, I'm not dealing with this." The rapper throws his hands up and leaves before anyone protests.
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"I'm out, I'm not dealing with this." The rapper throws his hands up and leaves before anyone protests. Jimin resists the urge to stop Suga, choosing to pout instead.
After a minute or five, Jimin realizes he's been staring far too long at the other rapper, who's quietly clutching his wrist and staring into the direction Suga ran off too.
"That.. That was Yoongi." Jin breaks the silence; he seems to be really good at that. "Yoongi's not very social, sorry about that. And this is Hoseok. You don't have to call them by their stage names."
Jimin's slightly grateful, he'd hate to refer to his soulmate as Suga for the rest of his life.
"What?" Hoseok says, a little too late indicating he was way too lost in thought.
It's not even a minute later and Jimin's feeling Taehyungs grip on his shoulder tighten immensely. "Jimin." He whispers, not so sneakily looking at his wrist. Jimin sneaks a peek and he wants to cry for his best friend. There's a plain as day 'What?' wrote finely on his tan skin. "Jimin. Jiminie, Jiminie, Jiminie." He's grinning now, whispering his name excitedly.
Jimin nudges his friend in the direction of Hoseok. He doesn't know shit about Hoseok other than he can rap well and dance like a god apparently, but he seems nice enough since he's now really into conversation with Taehyung and the occasional Jungkook who pops in.
With nothing better to do, Jimin slinks away from the group. The only place he knows how to get to and from is the bathroom, so that's where he heads. It's quiet when he enters the room, save for the heavy sighing he hears upon opening the door.
Shit.
Jimin wants to turn around and leave the room, but he also wants to slam this guy into a wall and ask him what the fuck is going on. The owner of the said sighing happens to be none other than, swaggy boy Yoongi.
"I.. Well. This is awkward." Jimin rubs the back of his neck. Yoongi snorts and turns back to studying his wrist which is more of intense staring at his skin in hopes of whatever words are there will go away. He can faintly make out a 'What the' and he assumes it's his 'What the fuck?' reaction. His heart tugs a little.
"I'm sorry for what's on your wrist." He might as well apologize for the badly chosen words now permanently etched into Yoongi's skin. He only feels a little bad in comparison to what's on his own wrist.
"Yeah, those were some choice words there, kid." Yoongi snorts but makes no effort to look at Jimin. "...What's on your wrist?" He asks hesitantly.
"'Very swaggy.'" Jimin replies with a sigh. He can hear a soft chuckle from the rapper followed by a mumble of "this is just fucking great."
Jimin's almost startled by how fast Yoongi turns around, a scowl on his face as he points a finger at Jimin. "Look, I'm not doing this. This whole soulmate thing is complete bullshit, I hate it. So we're just going to pretend this never happened and go on with our lives."
"You can't just do that!" Jimin protests, a small pout on his lips. "You aren't even going to give this a shot?" He's heard his fair share of stories consisting of soulmates not working out. Hell, there's plenty of people who never find their soulmate, shit happens. But Jimin just wants a chance.
"No. No way in hell." Yoongi's shaking his head so hard, Jimins scared his hat is going to fly off his head at maximum speed. "I don't date people I don't even know. I didn't even know you existed until I sat down at the bar. I'm not doing it."
"..You're kidding, right?" Jimins a little shell shocked. He'd never met someone so opinionated and hard headed as this guy and it hurts just a little to be completely shut down by that person you're supposed to spend the rest of your life with.
"I'd apologize for breaking your poor little heart, but I really don't care." There's poisonous sarcasm dripping from Yoongi's words, they pang a little more at Jimin's heart and before he knows it, he's alone in the bathroom.
But you know what? Jimin doesn't even care. He literally does not give two shits about this pissy soulmate shit. Who did he piss off in a past life for fate to stick him with such a bitchy soulmate? But Jimin doesn't need Yoongi. He doesn't need to try and see if things would work out between them. He just needs his bed and some reassurance from his friend, maybe dance his irritation out like usual.
Jimin's feet move on autopilot after a minute and all he really remembers is tugging Taehyung away from the group. He's said his goodbyes of course, he's not that rude. They manage to make it back to Jimins tiny apartment before he's ready to explode his problems all over his friend. He's so grateful for Taehyung, really. Who else would let him rant about his nonexistent relationship problems without judging him?
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Turns out, Jimin cares a lot more than he wants to think.
After a day of sitting around with Taehyung, he now finds himself chilling out back at the bar in the rappers warm up room. Hoseok had called for Taehyung and 'maybe Jimin too, if he's not busy' to come hang out with them.
Jimin tried to refuse because he wanted to avoid Yoongi but they both know he wasn't doing shit, so now he's sitting on some tiny couch in a tiny room that smells like sweat, beer, and cigarettes. Not a very good combination on his poor nose.
Taehyung and Hoseok hit it off so quickly, they're practically the grossest couple by now. By gross, he means they're currently giggling at each other over the time Taehyung mistook a bear cub for a dog. Jimin grimaces at the memory.
He could move. Moving is the only thing on his mind right now, but there's a pair of legs sprawled over his lap and those belong to sleeping rock named Jungkook. Besides, where would he even move? One corner of the room contains Namjoon and Jin arguing over some housewife shit—he's 100% sure he heard something about drapes. In the other corner sits another couch that's mostly unoccupied, save for the bitter looking Yoongi at one end of the furniture. He looks like he's ready to bite someone's head off if they come anywhere near him.
He's not even about to try that, no matter how much he wants to move.
"We're going to go set up the bar. Be good." Mama Jin scolds, directing most of those words to the couple and a half pouting Yoongi. Jimin doesn't know whether he's relieved or not now that Jin and Namjoon have left the room for God knows how long.
He's so tempted to get up and go sit somewhere else. Jungkooks kicking him in his sleep and there's a suspicious noise coming from his other side and he wants to look but he's also terrified to look because he doesn't want to see his friend making out with some guy. He ends up looking and oh god, he immediately regrets it.
Jimin decides right then enough is enough. At this point, he'd rather sit by a rabid dog than deal with this. He lets out a deep sigh, shoving Jungkooks legs off of his lap and darts to the other couch. Yoongi gives him some look but he can't tell if it's 'what the fuck are you doing?' or 'get the fuck away from me'. He takes a seat on the arm of couch on the end farthest from Yoongi, which is basically just 4 cushions.
There's a groan from the other side of the room; Jimin recognizes it as Jungkook, who's currently pushing himself off of the floor. He must've pushed the poor kid in the floor when he got up. Oops.
Not to mention there's a pair of eyes boring into the side of his head, probably Yoongi sending him mental death threats or something for being so close to him. The only places safe for him to stare is either at Jungkook or at the floor. He chooses the floor.
Jimin spaces out while he stares at the floor, wondering where everything in his life went wrong. Not that it's a bad life, but sitting near your soulmate who looks at you like you've personally offended their great ancestors isn't good. Seriously, his face is going to catch on fire if that glare continues.
Fortunately, he's distracted by a sudden weight in his lap that almost sends him toppling into the floor but both of their weights push them onto the couch. Unfortunately, that movement brought him that much closer to Yoongi, which was the exact opposite of what he wanted.
The weight ends up just being Jungkook, he realizes this when they're both scrambling to sit up. At least that stopped the glaring.
The younger somehow is still halfway into his lap, giving him this look of hope. "Jimin. Jimin, I'm so bored. Jimin, do something with me, you're the only one who will." He's basically pulling the puppy dog face, one Jimin rarely caves to from his years spent with Taehyung.
Jimin just rolls his eyes and shrugs. Jungkook really is a kid despite what he's surrounded by. Usually being around rappers and spending a lot of time in a bar changes a guy. At least that's what Jimin thinks, but then again he's rarely been in bars or around rappers.
Jungkook's still whining about being bored. Jimin just wants some peace and quiet so he can concentrate on going back in time to stop himself from coming to the Underground. It's not possible, but it's at least worth a shot.
He finds himself wondering what would've happened if he had really refused Taehyung. In reality, Taehyung would've still met Hoseok if he was friends with Jin and Jungkook. They both would've realized the soulmate thing, there's basically no way around that. Jimin would've been dragged along to meet Hoseok and then he would've eventually met Hoseok's friends—yeah, there was no way of getting away from Yoongi.
Jimin hears a faint muttering from Jungkook, something about being them both "bored and lonely" and suddenly there's a pair of lips on his. Jimin tenses up but the lips don't go away. He wonders briefly when the last time he's actually kissed someone and its probably been way too long, and assuming this was Jungkook currently kissing, he's all for it.
The side of Jimins head feels like it's about to catch on fire, he doesn't know if it's from the kiss or what because he's way too into this to give a single fuck about anything other than the feeling of Jungkook's lips. It's a rude awakening for him when he feels fingers dig into his bicep and forcefully tug him out of the kiss. Jimin almost whines at the loss but he's not that big of a baby. What he does though, is pout. He pouts like a kid that just lost playtime privilege.
That pout turns into a complete scowl when hes dragged into a different room and faced with Yoongi.
"What the hell was that?" Jimin whines. Yoongi just shakes his head and huffs out some air. He seems just as confused as Jimin is.
"I should be asking you that." Yoongi grumbles. "Who the fuck invited you here anyway?"
"My friend who happens to be with your friend." He states as a matter of fact. "But what the hell was that, you don't have any right to pull me out of a room like that." He almost regrets his words, seeming as Yoongis mood immediately worsens.
"You see those words on your wrist that basically bind me to you? Technically, I do." Jimin really does not like the sound of this. "I'm not too fond of sharing what belongs to me."
Jimin doesn't know if he finds that creepy or endearing.
The silence stretches on for a while, there's words bubbling up in Jimin's throat. There's so much he wants to say and probably fight about but all that comes out of his mouth is, "The other night you specifically told me you wanted nothing to do with this or me. So technically, I don't belong to you."
"Let me redirect you to my words on your wrist." Yoongi harshly jabs a finger towards Jimin's wrist. "You aren't mine, but you're pretty much mine."
Jimins entirely confused by now. Yoongi's only making himself seem like a possessive asshole and no matter how attractive this guy is, Jimin doesn't like the asshole type.
It takes Jimim a few minutes before he can properly speak but all he does is completely disagree with Yoongi. "You can't half-own something." He squints at the rapper. "You can't own me. I don't care if your words are on my wrist, that means nothing if you don't want anything to do with me!"
He's starting to get upset now, but he definitely doesn't want this guy to know he can get Jimin worked up so easily already. He wants to stomp his feet and yell about how difficult Yoongi is, yell and ask him why it's so hard for him to give him one chance. That's all he wants. A small part of him wants to beat him with a pillow until he gives in.
Yoongi says something but Jimins in too deep with his personal monologue to hear it so instead he gives up. He's done, he's over it. He's already thinking about the tattoo he wants to cover Yoongi's word because there's no way in hell he's living with 'very swaggy' on his wrist for the rest of his life.
"Jimin. Wait." Jimin hears Yoongi's hesitant voice as he's at the door. "..I'll..." He pauses to sigh, he looks slightly pained to Jimin. "One date. One. Date."
Is he hearing this right? Is his mind playing tricks on him? Did this opinionated rude ass rapper just give him a chance despite denying him for almost 3 days? Jimin could scream, was this really that hard for Yoongi?
He keeps his emotions on the down low though, he can't have Yoongi knowing that he's happy or anything. "One date? Good, thanks." He drops his hands against his sides. "I'll go on a date with you if you stop acting like an entitled brat." He scares himself along with Yoongi at the force of his words.
"Entitled brat?" Yoongi scoffs, Jimins trying to run but his damn legs are frozen. "Excuse me?"
Feeling returns to Jimin's legs insanely fast and he practically sprints back to the other room. He spends a few minutes pleading Taehyung with his life for them to leave. Taehyung is extremely difficult and reluctant to leave poor Hoseok but it seems he understand more than his own friend does when Jimin says "I think I really pissed Yoongi off."
Hoseok plants a kiss on Taehyungs cheek before pushing him away. Jimin briefly wonders how in the hell they got together so fast. He's also not totally jealous at the way Hoseok tells him to text him once they're home so he knows they're both safe and some other sappy couple crap Jimin has no time for. He tries not to break Taehyung's bones with the force and speed at which he's dragging him back to his own apartment.
Jimin wants to think they made it back to his place at record time, but Taehyung begs to differ since Jimin kept stopping to make sure Yoongi wasn't chasing him down.
"What in gods name, Park Jimin?" Taehyung asks breathlessly as he collapses on his friends couch.
Jimin lets out a high pitched whine that almost shatters the few dirty glasses on his side table. "I think I really pissed off Yoongi. Like majorly pissed him off." He flops his body down beside Taehyung and goes straight into describing everything from the argument with Yoongi.
"I...called him an entitled brat and then I ran." Jimins voice is quiet as he stares down at his lap; he can feel Taehyungs gaze boring into the side of skull.
He's quiet and from Jimin can see out of the corner of his eye, his jaw is dropped to the floor. "Holy shit, Jimin. That was such a dick move, what the hell?"
Jimin's surprised by the sudden scolding. What the hell? He was supposed to agree with him that Yoongi was a total dick and he deserved something like that.
"Have you met Yoongi?" Jimin has to force himself not to screech. "He's a dick!"
"You know what?" Taehyung starts, standing up. "As much as I love you and want to comfort you over this—actually, I kind of want to punch you for being a complete dick." He snorts. "There is a dick I like and that's Hoseok's and I could've gotten that dick had you not dragged me here."
Jimin scrunches his nose up in slight disgust at how calm his friend is about talking about his apparent rising sex life.
"Taehyuuuuuung, please." Jimin whines as he watches Taehyung walk to the door. He knows there's so no use in trying to get him to sit down. Once that boy sets his mind on something, he'll do almost anything to get it.
"I love you, Jiminie. But both of you have probably fucked this all to hell." He rolls his eyes. "Both of you are....I don't even know, but you're both something. I'll text you later or something." He's waving his hand around as he shut the door behind him.
Meanwhile, Jimins having a midlife crisis on the couch. What is he supposed to do? Let Yoongi treat him like that when Yoongi won't even give him a chance? Like really, what soulmate adamantly refuses one little date then turns around and claims someone just because their words are on your skin even though they said they wanted nothing to do with you? Min Yoongi, that's the soulmate.
Jimin completely lost track of time, playing scenario after scenario in his head, ranging from what would happen if he covered his soulmate tattoo and dated Jungkook to what would happen if the planets aligned and Yoongi gave him a chance and they ended up married with two dogs and apartment closer to Jimin's dance studio.
It's not until a sharp shrill of Taehyungs screaming, he's brought out of the ridiculous thought of being domestic with Yoongi. Jimin also regrets having a text tone of Taehyung screaming as his tone. 'Best friend tones are cute!' He said, who has Jimins laughter instead of loud, high pitched screaming.
He mentally sends his best death glare to the device and hopes somehow it reaches his weird friend.
Taelien:
Tomorrow. 3pm. Cafe by the bar. Yoongi and you. Dress nicely.
Jimin stares at the words on the screen. Is he reading this right?
Taelien:
U better thank Hoseok for talking Yoongi into actually giving u a chance bc he was ready to bust ass over the 'entitled brat' thing. Ur a lucky man.
Was Yoongi still butthurt over that? Gosh.
Taelien:
No really, pls don't piss each other off. Everyone thinks u two would be nice together since ur both little shits.
Jimin rolls his eyes and scoffs before typing a hasty 'Fine, whatever.'
Taelien:
Love u, Jiminie. Have fun! <3~
Jimin momentarily considers skipping out on tomorrow, but then again Taehyung knows where he lives and he would probably slip it out to Yoongi and then he would really be dead.
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It's only noon and Jimins completely freaking out about meeting up with Yoongi. He's showered twice because he's afraid he stinks after the 5 hours he spent dancing out his nerves. His entire closet is thrown all over his tiny room. He's tried on at least 7 different outfits in the span of 10 minutes.
The poor boy is a complete mess and he's basically scared shitless about Yoongi. Is yoongi still mad about the 'entitled brat' thing? Or is he going to be nice to Jimin? He's hoping for the latter but Yoongi's probably the type to hold small grudges.
Two hours later, Jimin's still freaking out. Not as much as before but he's still thinking about chickening out and faking sick. But then the thought occurs to him that this is what he wanted. He wanted this one chance with him but Yoongi wouldn't agree and all of a sudden he did? Jimin lets out a deep breath as he sets his plans in stone to not be late and fuck everything up today.
He leaves almost 20 minutes early, despite the walk only being 10 minutes. His hands are shaking lightly with nerves as he enters the cafe. No sign of Yoongi here yet. Thank god.
It's a weird feeling, sitting by yourself by the window, staring out of the glass with a terrified expression. Jimin's not going to lie, he's still scared.
The bells above the door jingle, alerting Jimin to someone entering the cafe and scaring the daylights out of him. Holy shit, he's so jumpy. He almost chokes on his coffee when he realizes it's Yoongi that's entered the building.
Jimin has no time to hide though, since Yoongi's making a beeline for his table as if he thinks Jimins going to take off.
"...Hey." Comes the awkward greeting from his mouth. Yoongi gives a little wave as he says it, eyes staring off to the side.
"Yeah, hi." Jimin's voice is too quiet and he clears his throat to make sure he wasn't getting choked up with fear.
"I'm gonna...I'm gonna go get some coffee. Do...you want anything else?" He offers, motioning to Jimin's cup.
"Ah, no. I'm good. Thanks though." Jimin's screaming internally and by the way Yoongi looks, he's probably doing to the same.
It's probably not as awkward as it seems to Jimin, Yoongi seems pretty okay so far. He hasn't lashed out or anything, but then again Jimin really has no clue what type of person he is. Yoongi could be the Devils son hiding behind a small smile, waiting to drain every ounce of blood out of Jimin's body.
Jimin realizes Yoongis not so bad after all. It takes them a good half hour to get out of the awkwardness, with Jimin's freaked out apology about the entitled brat thing and Yoongis own mumbled out one for the way he's acted.
He also realizes Yoongi doesn't open up as quickly as he does. Almost every topic they get on leads to Jimin talking about his experiences the most. Even in music, something he thought the rapper wouldn't shut up about. All he knows about Min Yoongi is he holds grudges, raps to music Namjoon, Hoseok and himself have produced, and his stage name came from Namjoon telling him that he had a smile as sweet as sugar.
Yoongi practically knows everything about him right now. Jimin did have a bad habit of spilling his entire life story in one go. Its not his fault he has a really interesting life, like the time Taehyung and him flew to America for dance training and missed the flight back home so they worked at a korean bbq and odd jobs until they could get up enough money to come home. He leaves out the part about being a backup dancer for a drag queen for a couple of weekends though.
He's in the middle of telling Yoongi about the time Taehyung broke into a zoo when his stomach growls. Or maybe it's Yoongi's. Either way, they're both staring down at their stomach trying to figure out if they're hungry or not.
"...Muffins sound good right now. You want a muffin?" Jimin asks. Yoongi's quick to agree and even quicker to pull out his wallet and throw a few dollars at Jimin.
Jimin doesn't want to feel like a cheap stripper with this rapper throwing ones at him, but he feels like a cheap stripper.
He also realizes Yoongi didn't tell him what kind of muffin he wanted, so now Jimins standing at the counter with 6 different muffins and paying with his own money because he's an idiot.
Hes really an idiot. After slinking back into his seat, holding 6 muffins in his arms, he gives Yoongi a sheepish smile and pushes 5 of the muffins and his money towards him.
"I didn't know what to get you so I just got them all." He rubs the back of his neck awkwardly.
"...And you bought them. With your money." Yoongi doesn't ask, he states the fact Jimin bought him 5 muffins. Jimin nods.
Yoongi looks at the muffins like its the toughest choice in his entire life. Honestly, he likes all these muffins, but his mood is usually the one that makes the pick. Is he feeling chocolate right now? What about strawberry? Maybe blueberry? Yeah, blueberry. Blueberry puts him in a good mood and god knows he needs it.
"Thank you, by the way." Yoongi mumbles out. Sometimes it's tough for him to be nice, he's so used to being cut and dry with his friends, he almost forgets he can't really joke around with Jimin like that just yet. "And I really am sorry about being a complete ass about the soulmate thing."
Jimin almost choked on his muffin as soon as he hears the last part. "No, no. You don't have to apologize. But, you said you didn't believe in the whole soulmate thing." He furrows his brows a little. "What made you wanna do this?"
Yoongi sighs. "Your friend. V, Taehyung, whatever the fuck his name is. He would not shut up about you after he came back." He laughs softly. "Everyone practically bullied me into setting it up."
Jimin can't help the smile that creeps on his face. He may hate Taehyung most of the time, but he really loves that weirdo.
"And I'm really glad I did. 5 free muffins from a nice guy with a really cute smile." Yoongi continues with this smug ass smile that makes Jimin want to smack the snapback off of his head.
"Are you actually hitting on me or do you just want more muffins?" Jimin jokes.
"Just buy out all the muffins for me." Yoongi winks at him and all Jimin can do is groan.
"You know, you're not as bad as you seem." Jimin starts. "See, if you would've just gave this a shot in the first place, we wouldn't have almost hated each other."
"But the thing is, I don't want to just go out on dates with people I don't know. And I've seen too many failed soulmate relationships just to go at this." Yoongi explains. Jimin understands all of a sudden. "If it wasn't for your weird ass friend talking about you and ganging up on me with Jin and Namjoon, I don't think I would've gave this a shot."
Yoongi keeps talking about whatever Taehyung and the parent couple did and Jimins completely out of it. He never realized how soothing Yoongis lazy way of talking actually is or how cute that lisp is. He could listen to this guy speak for the rest of his life and he'd be content.
Holy shit.
Jimin almost flips backwards out of his chair with how fast and hard everything hits him. Once he comes back to earth from his minor heart attack, he notices how terrified the boy across from him looks.
And he laughs.
He laughs and it scares him and Yoongi at the same time.
Yoongi looks legitimately terrified at the sudden outburst. "...Jimin..?" Hes hesitant about even opening his mouth at this point.
"I-I'm sorry," Jimins giggling his high pitched giggle now. Yoongi can slowly feel that giggle pierce his hard thug heart. "I just got hit with something all of a sudden."
Yoongi gives him a confused cock of his head because he's a little scared of just what Jimin had been hit with.
"Soulmate feelings, I guess." He says with a shrug. Yoongi lets out a sigh of relief, since he's been keeping his feelings on the lowkey after the muffin incident.
"I never thought muffins would join me together with a soulmate I didn't want."
There's a sudden silence between the two and Yoongi is backtracking every horrible thing he's said in his 22 years of life.
"Not-Not that that's a problem or anything!" Yoongi jumps in his seat, watching Jimin who's slightly more focused on his muffin than the rapper who's about to explode. "I mean, you're really cute and you've got a pretty smile and you bought me five muffins for fucks sake, I want you. I really think I want this."
Yoongi clamps his mouth shut before he says anything else more embarrassing.
Jimin starts giggling again and Yoongis way too confused right now to do anything other than stare at Jimin.
"Holy shit, you're cute. I'm done with you." Yoongi eventually laughs with him as he pushes himself out of the chair. "You wanna get out of here and go kick some ass?"
Jimin eventually stops his constant giggling long enough to stand up beside Yoongi, who's holding onto the five muffins left. They leave the cafe, Jimin holding onto Yoongi's arm.
Yoongi invites Jimin back to the hangout spot in Jins bar, who's mouth was dropped to the floor with a snickering Jungkook and Hoseok and a Namjoon who was 'I told you so'ing his boyfriend.
Those last 5 muffins do not end up in anyone stomach, but in their faces. Well, all five end up in Taehyungs stomach after a period of time. No one talks about Jungkook and Taehyung fighting over rights to the last muffin.
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It's been 7 months since the obscene pair have been together. Technically, it's 8, but Yoongi spent the first month not believing he was actually in a relationship with his actual soulmate. There was still some kinks that need to be worked out between them.
They don't end up married with two dogs and an apartment closer to Jimins dance studio, but they're pretty close to it.
Yoongi owns one dog, a tiny corgi that's apparently attention deprived because all she wants to do is cuddle with Jimin and he's practically moved in with the two.
Jimin helps Yoongi out in the studio despite the rappers protest and Yoongi sits with Jimin while he goes over his choreography. Sometimes he dances onstage with Hoseok with Yoongi raps. Hell, he even helps Yoongi pick beats and write lyrics.
"You guys might as well put a ring on it for fucks sake." Namjoon says, flopping down on the couch in the studio. Jimin's huddled beside Yoongi, listening to the tracks he was mixing through his headphones. "That is a literal marriage proposal right there, Jimin." Namjoon's gesturing wildly to the expensive pair of headphones resting on Jimin's head. The pair of headphones Yoongi guards with his life. On Park Jimins head.
Yoongi rolls his eyes and takes his headphones back, shooing his boyfriend away so he could focus better.
"I wouldn't say marriage, you'll scare Yoongi." Jimin teases as he flops down beside Namjoon.
"Listen, just because I have headphones in doesn't mean I can't hear you guys taking about my issues with long term commitment." Yoongi mumbles, eyes not leaving his screen.
"Jimin, do you have any issues with long term commitment?"
"Kim Namjoon, I swear I will beat you over the head with this soundboard if you say anything." Yoongi threatens. Maybe he means it, maybe he doesn't.
"Min Yoongi, you love that soundboard too much to even lift it up, let alone beat me over the head with it." Namjoon snaps back. Jimin holds in a snort. "I guess I should be going. I told Jin I'd only be here for a few minutes to makes sure you were both still alive." Jimin laughs softly and assures Namjoon he's keeping Yoongi hydrated and well-fed.
Namjoon leaves and a comfortable silence settles between the couple, Jimin stretched out on the couch, listening to the faint samples of music Yoongis messing around with and the scratching of his pen on the paper full of scribbled lyrics.
"Hey, Jiminie?" Yoongis voice breaks the silence after a good twenty minutes. Jimin hums in response.
"It's been what, 7 months with us?"
"8." Jimin coughs.
Yoongi sighs. "8 months, sorry." He clears his throat and turns to face Jimin. "But. Commitment issues and stuff. I think. I have commitment feelings, like this is something I want." He pauses for second. "You know, you're always more than welcome in my house. Actually, you have the spare key, and you know, it'd be really weird if you stopped coming over or something. Especially ChimChim. She likes you a lot more than she likes me and now she only cuddles me because everything smells like you. But like. While you're out someday, you should terminate your lease or whatever at that shitty apartment. You're moved in already, might as well make it official with a contract termination."
Jimin stares at Yoongi, his mouth gaping a little. "Did...Are you asking me to move in?"
"No, I'm asking you to terminate your lease so you won't be paying rent for a place you don't even live in." Yoongi rolls his eyes.
Jimin laughs and moves from his spot on the couch to plant a kiss on Yoongis cheek. "I'll terminate the lease for my old place then." Yoongi grins up at him.
And it's been almost a year since then. The pair hasn't ended up married yet since the thought terrifies both of the boys, but they do adopt another dog, one Jimin names Yang in respects to Taeyang, Yoongis nonexistent competition.
Jimin has become an all-time favorite at the Underground dancing alongside Hoseok and, after a shower mishap that resulted in Yoongi finding out Jimin's got a sweet singing voice, singing with the songs Yoongis wrote. He had never wrote anything other than rap, but after sitting down with Jimin one day in the studio, the words flowed right out of him and he has to remind himself sometimes that if he keeps that up, he's going to lose all brownie points as a rapper. The first time Jimin had ever sung onstage alongside Yoongi, the poor rapper had rambled for almost 10 minutes about trying new aspects in his composition until Hoseok had popped in and said something like "nah, really, Yoongis boyfriend has a really good voice and he just wants to show it off." Which, really, that was half the truth.
Yoongi was a bit of a show off and now that he's got a nice piece of really sweet arm candy, he'd do anything to flash Jimin around. Going out to eat all the time, random rap battles–he even flashes him around at Jimins own showcases.
Yoongi was never one for the whole soulmate idea—having someone's words tattooed on your skin and your words tattooed on theirs, basically binding the two for the rest of their life. But it's not so bad for him, it took him a month to get used to having Jimin around all the time, but now he couldn't imagine his life without him, no matter how badly cliche that sounds.