White Roses
2709 Words
"It's late Park Jimin."
"Huh?" Is the only thing the younger could say in this uncomfortable situation, their faces were so close that he could smell the mint toothpaste coming from his mouth.
"It's 1am, not because you're not living with your parents anymore that you have the right to stay out that late." Yoongi said with a cold and sleepy voice.
"You're not my father hyung." The younger rolled his eyes and got up from their awkward position to sit on the couch.
"Yeah, yeah." The older sighed. "You were with that pizza deliverer during all this time?"
"His name is Jungkook."
"Yeah, that Jungcook or whatever.."
Jimin nodded his head. "By the way, why were you sill awake hyung?"
Yoongi awkwardly rubbed the back of his neck. "I-I don't know. Maybe because I drank too much coffee, you know caffeine wins over sleep." He stared at Jimin, who was quite convinced with his fake reason.
"I see, good night hyung."
"Good night."
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