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yoongi groans and rolls over. there’s too much noise outside; the sound of shuffling, loud voices, and boxes being moved. there’s someone moving in next door, but it’s like, ass o-clock in the morning -
he checks his phone. it’s actually twelve, but that’s early enough. he groans and when the sounds of furniture screeching across the floor registers, he swears and nearly catapults himself out of bed.
there’s not much to do except storm to the hallway and give the movers a piece of his mind. what he doesn’t expect, however, is his other neighbor - park jimin - chatting amiably to some guy in work clothes, laughing all the while.
jimin catches sight of him right away and smiles wide. he’s too bright to look at; yoongi grumbles and turns away as jimin bounds up to him. “morning, hyung! did you just wake up? wow, it’s been like….three hours since morning started.”
“it isn’t morning until the sun sets,” yoongi snarks.
jimin continues on blithely, untouched by yoongi’s grouch. “we’re having a new neighbor today! he’s so young, he’s just come out of uni, and he’s such a nice person to talk to!! hyung, you should go over and say hi, maybe. they’ve got most of the living room, bedroom, and kitchen done, but there’s still much more to do - “ jimin points to the guy he was talking to before, skinny and grinning beneath his green-tinted bangs, “ - taehyung said that just a couple more hours and jungkook will have all his furniture settled in. that’s the name of the new kid, jungkook! he’s so cute hyung, he looks like a little bunny.”
jimin’s barely done with his tirade when yoongi feels the headache coming on. when yoongi sighs and presses a hand to his temple, jimin is still talking. “listen - “
“ - and taehyung says that he bakes; i tried one of his banana-melon breads and it was so good, hyung, i’m going to become jungkook’s new best friend for the benefits - “
“listen,” yoongi stresses, “shut up for a second, park jimin. i don’t care. just make the noise stop.”
jimin pauses. “hyung, you know that’s impossible. they have to get all of it done today or else it’ll go on for the next week, and i highly doubt you want that.”
“ugh, oh my god,” yoongi groans.
“it’s time for you to get up, anyway,” jimin says primly. “how long are you going to sleep the day away, huh? you nocturnal animal. come on, hyung, at least change your clothes before you go outside.” yoongi barely notes that he’s gone into the hallway in his old college t-shirt and sweatpants. his hair is probably a mess. “have you eaten a proper meal in a while?”
yoongi huffs. the last thing he ate was convenience store ramen, but jimin doesn’t need to know that. “look, kid, i’m nearly twenty-six, i don’t need your help, okay? i can take care of myself fine.”
jimin eyes him. “if you’re sure,” he says dubiously. “but at least come over? jungkook says that he’s inviting everyone over for a welcome dinner around sevenish at his apartment. he’ll be bringing food, so it’ll just be me, you, seokjin-hyung and namjoon-hyung.”
seokjin and namjoon live in the fourth apartment on this floor. yoongi groans. “no, i’m going to be working then.”
“that’s a shame,” says a new voice. yoongi turns around and forgets how to say words for a second. “i really wanted to meet everyone.”
“jungkook!” jimin beams, bounding over to put an arm over jungkook’s shoulders. “don’t worry about yoongi-hyung, he’s just a big grizzly bear. he’ll come. besides, taehyung says that you make a mean stew!”
jungkook looks young, with rounded cheeks and doe eyes. yoongi swallows but his throat is dry. he has an overbite when he smiles that makes yoongi’s knees weak. “thanks, hyung,” jungkook tells jimin. he turns to yoongi and then bows down, ninety-degrees, hands folded. “hello, nice to meet you; my name is jeon jungkook and i live next to you now. please take care of me.”
when yoongi doesn’t say anything for a beat, jimin gives him a raised eyebrow. his face, slowly settling into a knowing smirk, makes something burn in yoongi that snaps him out of his reverie. “min yoongi,” he admits, ignoring the way that his voice has gone a little kinder. “nice to - nice to meet you too. please take care of me.”
jungkook smiles. “so will you come today, yoongi-ssi?”
yoongi hides a flush at how his name sounds like from jungkook’s voice. “yeah, sure,” he says, practically mumbling. “i’ve gotta - i gotta go and - do something real quick. bye.”
he retreats into his apartment, hearing jimin burst out into laughter in the hallway. he also hears jungkook asking curiously, “hyung?” and jimin answering, “it’s gonna be great having you here, jungkook-ah.”
yoongi hides his face in his hands. he can feel the future disasters already.