MR. RIGHT ○ VMIN || YOONKOOK FANFICTION

18. CHANGE IN DYNAMICS

"eomma, what are you even saying?" Taehyung interjected, attempting to diffuse the awkwardness in the room.

"Oh come on, Tae, don't be shy now. It's not like you guys haven't done it before, considering that you're living together. Besides, I'm a cool mom, so please don't mind me," Mrs. Kim teased before sauntering out of the room, leaving Taehyung and Jimin alone.

Once again, silence settled in the room. Taehyung's gaze lingered on Jimin, while Jimin, avoiding eye contact, kept his focus on the ground.

"Ahh Eomma can be little difficult sometimes." Taehyung said and jimin just nodded.

"I think I should go now," Jimin said, still avoiding eye contact. Taehyung simply nodded in agreement. As Jimin made his way towards the door, only to find out it was locked from the outside.

"The door won't open," Jimin stated. Taehyung, standing close by, moved to check it. As Jimin shifted, their backs briefly met, sending a chill through both of them.  For a moment, Jimin held his breath, the sensation lingering, before he shifted slightly to allow Taehyung to inspect the door.

"Eomma locked it from outside," Taehyung explained, and Jimin couldn't help but giggle, appreciating Mrs. Kim's clever move.

"Why are you giggling." taehyung asked 

"Nothing. Ah, what will we do now?" Jimin inquired, looking at Taehyung for a solution. Taehyung found himself at a loss for words. Having Jimin in his room seemed like a recipe for internal chaos, stirring up unspoken emotions and uncertainties. Taehyung wasn't sure having Jimin in his room would make it worse, but he didn't have a choice. Jimin had to stay in his room. To be honest, a small part of Taehyung's heart wanted Jimin to stay, don't ask him why? cause he also doesn't know.

"I guess you have to sleep here." taehyung finally said.

"Okay," jimin said.

"Fine, then you can sleep on the couch," Taehyung remarked, pointing towards the sofa.

"Sorry, what? Why would I be the one to sleep on the couch?" Jimin asked, seeking clarification.

"Well, it's my room, so I'll be sleeping in my bed," Taehyung stated plainly.

"Well, it's your mom who got us stuck in this situation, so I guess I deserve the bed," Jimin quipped.

"That doesn't make any sense," Taehyung remarked, both jimin and taehyung look at each other none of them wanted to sleep on the couch. finally sighing to himself jimin thought an idea.

"Let's settle it with rock, paper, scissors. The winner gets the bed," Jimin proposed, suggesting a fair and lighthearted solution.

"Are we seriously resorting to rock, paper, scissors? what are we 8?" Taehyung asked, expressing a mix of disbelief and amusement.

"Do you have any better ideas?" Jimin asked, folding his arms. Taehyung sighed in response, and then both of them decided to play the game. Fortunately for Jimin, luck was on his side, and he ended up winning, securing the bed for himself.

"See, even God wants me to have the bed," Jimin teased, and Taehyung, without a word, just grabbed a pillow and a blanket, making his way towards the couch.

"One more thing," Jimin said, successfully capturing Taehyung's attention.

"12 points to me," Jimin said, smiling from cheek to cheek. Taehyung just huffed like a small child, wrapping the blanket around him as he settled on the couch. He turned his back to Jimin, exhibiting a childlike display of tantrums after losing a game. Jimin couldn't help but laugh at Taehyung's behavior, finding it cute and amusing.