Jimin's POV
"Jiminie!"
I smiled at the nickname everyone gave me as I walked into Jin's massive house. It looked amazing. He had covered every square inch of the floor with blankets even though he had 5 guest bedrooms, all of which were huge. There were pillows on every available surface and all the lights in the house were on. This was honestly the only room where mirrors didn't cover the wall. Jin really did believe he was worldwide handsome, therefore he had mirrors on every wall just to check himself out.
In the dining room was a long table loaded with unhealthy snacks. Namjoon must have done that because we all know that Jin wouldn't let us eat stuff like that. I walked in and left my bag, along with Yoongi's, by the front door. This was the night I was going to tell them about me and Yoongi. To be honest I was nervous.
"You ready?" Yoongi asked me, taking my hand in his.
I nodded. "Yeah."
We walked farther into the blanket covered living room. No one had noticed our hands yet. I squeezed Yoongi's hand harder. He looked over at me and smiled, it created a sense of confidence in me. "Hey Yoongi how you doing?" Namjoon asked.
"Fine." He shrugged.
I don't know why I'm doing this but here we go. "Really fine actually!" I raised our interlocked hands in the air. Their jaws dropped. No one said anything, Yoongi just smiled and nodded.
"A fly is going to get in your mouth." I laughed.
"No way-" Namjoon started.
"Yes, way."
"Finally!" Everyone shouted, causing me to jump slightly, provoking a laugh from Yoongi. "We've been waiting forever! It's about time!"
I smiled. "Well here we are, now let's do something fun.
"Like what?" Tae and Kookie asked at the same time. "Jinx!"
Yoongi chuckled beside me. He still didn't know the group very well so he was probably a little shy. I smiled, which hopefully made him feel better. "I don't know, maybe a sing off?"
"Can I dance instead?" Kookie asked.
"Sure, but we all know you suck at dancing." I said. Everyone chuckled at my remark. Jungkook just looked disappointed and a little angry.
Jin walked over to the boom box in the corner of the room. "Who's going first? And what song?"
"Let me go first!" Kookie screamed, bouncing over to the boom box. He turned on Or Nah. He took to the center of the living room and waited for the song to play. "Do you like the way I flick my tongue, or nah?" He started to dance by jumping up and down twice before turning to the side. "You can ride my face until you're dripping cum." He started to thrust and twerk.
"Jeon Jungkook!"
"What?" Kookie turned towards a shocked and angry looking Jin. "First of all, where did you find that song? And second what was that!?"
Kookie look surprised and frankly scared of Jin's reaction. "Umm- Well-"
"Never mind. But, you have to go in time out! Upstairs, second room on the right for 20 minutes, NOW!"
Kookie sadly walked up the stairs, dragging his feet. "Okay, Hyung."
"Now, let's continue. Joonie? Would you like to go next?"
"Sure." Namjoon walked over to the boom box and turned on You Don't Own Me.
"Hyung? Why are you singing a girl's song?" Tae asked. "I didn't know you could sing like a girl."
"I'm not singing, Tae. I'm dancing."
He stood in the center of the room and started to breakdance, messing up the blankets in the process. He accidentally kicked a table leg, causing the vase on it to fall off and shatter on the ground.
"Joonie! What have you done?"
"Sorry."
"Ugh, whatever. Just clean it up. I'll go next."
He turned on Never Forget You. He even agreed that he had a very feminine voice. He stood in the center of the room like everyone else and started singing his heart out. The whole neighborhood could have probably heard him.
He finished the song and called up to Kookie. "You can come back now!" Namjoon had cleaned up all the glass and was now sitting on the pillow-covered couch. "Who's going next?"
Tae went next, singing and dancing to Mi Mi Mi. We all laughed at his ridiculous dance moves, but he kept going. Once he finished he dramatically collapsed on the floor, breathing heavy. We clapped for his performance and laughed at it at the same time.
J-Hope went on, singing without any music. He wasn't actually singing, he was screaming "I'M YOUR HOPE! I'M YOUR ANGEL! J-HOOOOOOOOPE!"
"Jimin, you go next." Jin said, eyes wide and probably deaf.
"Okay." I let go of Yoongi's hand and went to turn on some music. It was a sleepover, who cares if I sang this song? I took "center stage" and started to sing and dance to Sexy Back. Yoongi stared at me the whole time, making it hard for me to concentrate on the words and dance. He seemed to be smirking, deep in thought, all while watching me. The song finished, I was tired. Everyone clapped, Yoongi clapped the loudest while cheering and smiling.
"Yay for Jiminie!"
"Yoongi, you're next." Jin said. Yoongi's face went pale.
"Umm- Okay. Can I use my own song?" He asked.
"Sure, just plug it in."
He nodded, taking his phone and plugging it into the boom box. A song began to play, one I hadn't heard before. He took a deep breath and began to sing.
"Behind every idol rapper who succeeds. There's a weak self standing, it's a little dangerous. I fall sometimes again into depression and compulsion. Hell no, anyway I don't even know if that's the real me. Damn huh reality's separation. The conflict I've mentioned, it hurts your head. It was around 16 when my social phobia began. Yeah, that's right, around that time my mental state became polluted. Sometimes I'm afraid of myself, thanks to my self hatred. And the depression that came to play again. Min Yoongi is already dead (I killed him)-"
I can't believe he wrote this. He was a really good song writer but this was not what I expected from him. Depression? Self hatred? Did he write this about himself? Probably. I didn't want to accept that. I wanted him to be happy, like he always acts. I didn't want to hear it any longer. I walked over to the boom box and pulled the plug. The music cut off, causing Yoongi to stop singing and to look at me. I caught his eye, his beautiful brown eyes. They seemed confused, but I could also catch a sense of sad and sorry.
"Yoongi, it's really good, but I can't listen to it anymore." I said.
He looked hurt. I wanted to explain to him so I grabbed his wrist and brought him upstairs. I went into the first bedroom on the left and shut the door. "Why didn't you tell me that you were struggling with depression?"
"I didn't need to bring it up. You made it go away. You made me happy." His face still looked sad. I walked up to him and threw my arms around his neck. "I'm so sorry." He hugged me back. We stayed there for a while, just enjoying each other's company.
He pulled away, smiling. "Thank you Jimin."
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"Time for bed!" Jin said, walking into the room.
"Aww-" Kookie and Tae whined.
"Yes, get in bed, sleep here or in the rooms upstairs. I get the first room with Joonie. J-Hope you get the second. No one gets the third, don't ask why. Tae gets the fourth room and Kookie gets the fifth." He turned to me and Yoongi. "And you two get the living room."
We nodded. Everyone made their way upstairs except for me and Yoongi. I sat down on one of the pillows, Yoongi sat down beside me. The lights had already been turned off, casting the room into shadow. Once my eyes adjusted I could see Yoongi staring at me. I'm glad my blush wasn't visible. "Jimin?" He asked.
"Yeah?"
"Do you want to make a fort?"
I was a bit surprised by his question but I nodded. We pulled chairs into the middle of the room, draping blankets over the top. Pillows made a bed for two and once it was finished I climbed inside. I was tired. I snuggled into the covers, Yoongi got in beside me. "Goodnight Yoongi."
"Goodnight Jimin."
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(A/N
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