(a soft yoonmin ff+) the week before exam

part 3

yoongi turned the door knob with his key and the others dangling. jimin was shaking his legs with excitement and walk in shakingly. yoongi went into his room, unbuttoning his uniform and laid on his bed shirtless. jimin went into the older's room without knowing, his eyes widened and cheeks turned to a red salmon blushy boi. yoongi didn't notice jimin outside of his room, so jimin just knocked on the half-opened door like nothing happened and covering his face.

"why are u covering ur face?" questioned yoongs irritated. "wanted to sneeze", lied jimin, still covering his face smiling secretly. jimin took off his glasses and placed them on the dinner table. he sneakily walk to yoongi's closet, his eyes widened again to find his closet messed up with sweatshirts. yoongi was in the toilet, jimin quickly arrange the older's clothes in the perfect colour order.

7pm
yoongi was brushing his teeth and peeked out his bathroom door to check what was jiminie doing. jimin was doing yoongi's homework, the older dropped his toothbrush on the floor full of bubbles of toothpaste. the younger's head looked up, looking innocent as usual. yoongs' quickly picked up his toothbrush and look back at the mirror.

"hey! i done ur business homework, we're in the same business class", shouted the younger as he slammed his pen on the kitchen table. yoongi was really amazed, that was his most tiring class in school and never ever do the homework that class gives. "no no, im not supposed to do or complete that homework", frightened yoongi, "what, why??", whined jimin. "well, chimin-" jimin cut him off, "it's jimin, yes?" jimin looking furious. "i really dislike this class and i never do the homework", yoongi replied. there was a 5 seconds of silence until jimin spoke up.

"b-b-but why do u dislike business class??" he asked. "haizz enough, it's already 7pm and it's still raining. do u wanna sleepover here?" jimin's sparkly eyes widened "i have extra blankets, pillows and a couch.."

"really? i might need to tell my parents" pouted jiminie. "give me that god damn phone, i will tell them" he snatched the younger's phone and typed the numbers he told the older's.