Yoongi breathed out, " I know you don't. Look at me a intoxicated, emotional mess spitting out my feelings for someone that doesn't care and-"

"I care." Jimin interrupted, " I'm just so overwhelmed. I don't know. I'll just... just... I'll talk you tomorrow"

Jimin got up and walked to the door. Before leaving, he gazed back at the oldest before leave. Both eyes where sympathetic in their hardship.

"Goodnight Yoongi," Then swiftly he made his way to his room.

-

Luckily the next day was Sunday so they didn't have to deal with work just yet.

When Yoongi awoke and that he could think about is the drunk mistakes.

He sat up in bed with an pounding headache and pulled his hair.

I shouldn't have told him.

He is going to hurt and, I don't want him too.

It's all my damn fault.

But we kissed, I mean I kissed.

Fuck~

-

Jimin, who was also thinking about last night,

Sat up in his bed and took a handful of hair.

I was with Yoongi.

He is hurting because of me.

He loves me.

And we kissed.

Fuck~

Jimin's stomach was instantly full of butterflies.

-

After running though maybe a thousand scenarios, Jimin got the guts to leave his room.

Every one was already awake.

And there he was, on the bar stool.

Jimin's heart beat instantly raced as he made is way over to the neighboring stool.

"Good morning Jimin!" Says Jin. Who was of course cooking a omelet.

"M-Morning" Jimin replied in a raspy voice not

Expecting Jin to be the one saying good morning.

"Hey Jimin, Are you going to try this 'Fattening' cereal?" Yoongi said comedically gesturing to the cereal in front of him.

"Of course I'm going to try." Jimin said not just talking about cereal.

Is Jimin just talking about cereal?

"May you please hand the box, Yoongi?"

"Of course, Minnie"

Minnie?