Ever since Jimin's meltdown they just continued talking as usual and didn't mention it again, Yoongi was very thankful for this. He wasn't exactly good at comforting people, it made him feel awkward. It was like he had the emotional range of a teaspoon. So really, he was more than happy to pretend the meltdown never happened and to just carry on with the small talk and silly jokes. However Jimin's words still lingered at the back of his mind and it bothered him knowing that the younger felt this way. He tried not to think about it too much.
Yoongi ended up going to Hoseok's dance classes every week to work on the song. He still hated dancing, but sitting on the comfy sofa's in the studio was better than sitting alone in his dark, messy dorm. Plus, Hoseok always made sure to bring a few bottles of water with him in case his students forgot. (He had learned his lesson, thanks to Yoongi's 'incident'.) So there was always free drinks available, even if it was just water. Yoongi also got to hang out with Hoseok more, which was nice. They hadn't had much time to hang out recently due to their busy schedules and he missed his friend's loud laugh and hyperactive ways.
Hoseok's students were nice to Yoongi. He wasn't completely sure if that was because they actually liked him or just because they wanted to get on Hoseok's good side, either way he didn't really care. So all things considered, it wasn't too bad.
There was, of course, only one problem.
And that problem was Park Jimin.
He tried his best to avoid the younger boy at all costs, not even sparing the kid a single glance. However this did not seem to work because Jimin is the kind of person who feels the need to make conversation with every single person in the room... including Yoongi.
"Hello! You're Yoongi-ssi right?" Yoongi glared up at the boy in front of him. His hair was slightly damp from sweat, his t-shirt sticking to his (toned) body. Yoongi just nodded, unable to find his voice.
"I don't know if you remember, but my name is Jimin," His smile almost blinded Yoongi. He looked so bright and happy, Yoongi was slightly jealous. He couldn't make his face look like that even if he tried.
"I remember." Yoongi simply said, facepalming himself internally. Jimin just kept on smiling at Yoongi as he sat down next to him. Yoongi could feel the boy's warm, sweaty, muscly, arm against his and quickly scooted away from Jimin. The boy's grin finally seemed to fade a little, but he immediately redeemed himself and started smiling once again.
"What are you working on?" Jimin asked curiously. He looked at the laptop on the other's lap but didn't really understand what it all meant.
"Stuff." Yoongi shot back.
"Oh..." Jimin mumbled, still trying to figure out what the small letters and waves on the laptop screen meant. Yoongi immediately started feeling guilty for replying with such a blunt answer.
Wait... Why did he feel guilty? He always acted like this, why was it any different when he did it with Jimin? Hell, the only reason the kid was talking to him was probably because he wanted Hoseok to finally notice him. At that thought Yoongi suddenly felt a burst of anger rising in his stomach.
"Can you leave? I'm trying to work." He scowled at Jimin, who now looked slightly terrified thanks to Yoongi's sudden outburst.
"Y-yeah, of course. Sorry for bothering you." he bowed his head and started to leave, but Yoongi quickly grabbed his wrist before he could. It felt warm in his own cold hands... It also felt slightly damp. Gross.
"Listen, I'm sorry okay? I just need to be able to concentrate." Yoongi didn't think it was possible, but Jimin shot him a smile that was even wider and brighter than before. Well, shit.
"I understand! I'll leave you alone, good luck with your work!" Why was this kid so polite? It was unbearable. Jimin looked down at the older boy's hand, which was still holding Jimin's wrist. He quickly let go, muttering a "thank you" and returning to his work, hiding his now slightly blushing face behind his laptop once more.
jimchim: hyung
jimchim: hyung guess what
jimchim: HYUUUUUUNG
jimchim: ANSWER ME HYUNG (ToT)
SUGAFREE: damn calm down son
jimchim: guess what
SUGAFREE: idk
jimchim: guess
SUGAFREE: no
jimchim: GUESS
SUGAFREE: stop
jimchim: rude
jimchim: okay fine
jimchim: do you remember when i talked about my dance instructors friend?
jimchim: the rude one
SUGAFREE: ..yeh i do
jimchim: i talked to him today
SUGAFREE: ok
jimchim: youre not even gonna ask me how it went??
SUGAFREE: no
SUGAFREE: bc ur gonna tell me either way
jimchim: true
jimchim: so i was being really nice and asked him what he was working on
jimchim: u know, just trying to make friends
jimchim: and basically he told me to fuck off
jimchim: so i was like
jimchim: wow bitch rude
jimchim: i mean
jimchim: i didnt atually say that out loud but u know
jimchim: so then i was like bye felicia
jimchim: but then!!!
jimchim: he grabbed my arm and told me he was sorry for snapping at me
jimchim: i think he likes me
SUGAFREE: o
jimchim: hes kinda cute rlly
jimchim: his hair looks so soft
jimchim: he kinda looks like a ghost tho
jimchim: hes really pale
SUGAFREE: o
jimchim: o?
jimchim: ...
jimchim: hyung...
Shit shit shit shit. Does he know?
jimchim: are you jealous?
jimchim: ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
SUGAFREE: fuck off jishit
jimchim: dw babe
jimchim: ill never leave you <3
SUGAFREE has logged off!
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A/N: lmao harry potter reference, sorry not sorry
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