"who the fuck?" taehyung, awoken from his deep slumber by the doorbell ringing, slowly stood up to go downstairs. he felt his legs were a little wobbly, feeling weak because he hasn't eaten anything yet for the whole day. a small part of him hoped that was his mother at the door.
but it was jimin.
standing on his porch was park jimin, soaking wet from the rain, as if he had just come straight out of some cliché romance movie.
"what the fuck?"
"can i come in? i'm freezing."
"are you parents fighting again?"
"no."
"then why the hell are you here?"
"i just wanted to see you."
taehyung sighed. he didn't want to let jimin in but he wanted to at the same time. he couldn't stomach the idea of jimin getting a cold. he didn't want jimin to feel any sort of pain. be it little or not.
"if you do anything stupid, i'll kick you right out."
a smile stretches across jimin's face and taehyung felt his heart stop beating for a second.
"thanks, tae. you won't regret it."
"oh, i regret it already, alright."
"what?"
"nothing. just get your ass over here."
"yes, darling."
"shut up."
"sorry, honey."
"you're an idiot."
"an idiot who's freezing."
"take a shower upstairs. i'll bring you a clean towel and one of my clothes to borrow."
"that's hot."
"what?"
"wearing your clothes..."
"could you stop being a pervert for a second? jesus."
"okay, baby."