Boy Meets Evil

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"Hey Yoongi" Jin woke the younger up before going to college. "Yoongi, don't you have class at 9:30?" "Holy s**t, yes." Yoongi cursed and got up from the cushion. "By the way I'm sorry that I slept here, it was very late yesterday night and they closed the residence." He awkwardly rubbed the back of his neck. He knew Jin for two years now thanks to Jimin but he never got close to him. Actually, he never socialises with anyone. Jimin and Namjoon were only exceptions. "Is..is Jimin alright?" Jin asked in a low voice so that the blond haired guy doesn't hear him. "Oh? Uhm..y-yeah..he acts like this just because of the shock..I guess." He lied. "I see." The black haired guy smiled. "Well, I have to go. I let your breakfast on the table." He said and closed the door after him. He left a heavy sigh and went to check on his best friend in his room. "Jimin? Are you awake?" "Y-yoongi hyung." He heard a voice calling him. The older entered the room and found the younger crying quietly on the bed. "Jimin?" He frowned and approached his friend. "Why are you crying dude?" "This!" He shouted, pointing at a poster on the wall right in front of the bed. "H-he's scary! H-he kept watching me all the night!" He cried. So it's not Jimin.. "What? Taeyang?!" Yoongi chuckled. "I thought you liked him." "No! Dun like him." He pouted. "Well..Jimin does." Yoongi said, thinking about how much the younger can be the craziest fanboy. "Who is Jimin?" The younger asked confusingly. "Well.." Yoongi sighed, rubbing the back of his head. "I don't know how to explain it but..he's you." "What are you saying hyung? You're funny!" The blond haired burst out laughing. "I was not trying to be f-" he stopped when Jimin kept laughing like a little kid. Cute. "So Jimi- I mean Chimchim." He cleared his throat. "Let's go eat breakfast." The blue haired said before heading to the kitchen. "What are we going to e- OH PANCAAAKES!!" he widened his eyes when he spotted a plate full of pancakes. "I LOVE PANCAKES!" "Jimin too." Yoongi mumbled with a smile. "Want some honey on it?" "Nuu! Dun like honey!" The younger pouted. "I want Nutella!" "What?" Yoongi frowned. "They don't have Nutella here." "But I want it!!" "There is only honey Chimchim, okay? No Nutella." "Hyuung!" The younger sat on the floor and started crying. "I WANT NUTELLAA!!" "The f**k? Why are you f*****g crying now?!" Yoongi was angry. One of the things he couldn't tolerate the most was children's annoying cries. "F-f**k? What does it mean hyung?" "s**t! Nothing! Okay? I'll go buy you that Nutella." "What's s**t hyung?" The younger asked innocently. "Something that looks exactly like you." The older mumbled before slamming the door.
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