《7 Minutes in Heaven | YOONMIN FF》27
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What the actual fuck.
How did he know?
"Am I correct?" The younger questioned as he looked at the older who was still in shock from what he had heard.
"Y-Yes, you're right." Jimin was now the one who was in shock.
H-he was right?
He was right!
"That means one less spank for me right?" Yoongi nodded. Jimin smiled to himself.
He can do this!
Park Jimin you can do this!
"Your turn." Yoongi bluntly stated as he adjusted his seating position to listen carefully. Yoongi noticed things that happened when Jimin lies. For starters, his voice gets higher, he tries to avoid eye contact, and he starts to fiddle with whatever is in his hands. If there isn't anything in his hands, he searches for something to fiddle with.
"Okay. One, I have a brother that is in third grade. Two, my mother has been dead for almost ten years now, and three, I like to sing." When Jimin was stating his two truths and one lie, Yoongi carefully examined every detail of him.
His first option was most likely true because he maintained eye contact with him. The second option was also definitely true because Yoongi sensed a bit of sadness when Jimin had spoken that option. The last option was blurry because of his lack of background information on the younger.
Although, if his mother passed away nearly ten years ago, how does he have a brother? If the kid is in third grade, that must mean he is around nine years old. Adding on, Yoongi didn't know if his pet liked to sing at all. He had never heard anything related to music come out of Jimin's mouth.
One of those two had to be a lie.
Most likely his brother's existence. He didn't think Jimin would lie about how long his mother had passed away.
Yoongi wouldn't do that from his past experiences and that meant Jimin was more likely to never do that as well.
"Option one. You have a brother that is in third grade." Yoongi began to cross his arms as a sign of victory but his thoughts were soon shattered when Jimin spoke.
"Incorrect."
"W-What?"
"That's incorrect. The right answer was that my mother has been dead for around 10 years now." Yoongi was once again left in shock and questions.
"W-Wait. How do you have a brother then?" That was what Yoongi was curious about.
"Oh, simple. My dad never cared for my mother so when she died, he remarried less than a year later. He then had a boy with his new wife." Jimin almost whispered, making his voice even harder to hear since he was looking towards the floor.
"Oh...I'm sorry to hear that. I think-" "It's ok. I don't like when people give me pity. It makes me feel...vulnerable...you know?" The younger stated with a smile plastered on his face.
Yoongi hums, showing he understands which in reality he does.
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Poor baby.
"So, my current number of spanks moved down to five right?" Yoongi stares at the boy, trying to decipher the fact that Jimin stayed happy even though he saw the pain Jimin had felt when he talked about his mother.
"Yes? Yoongi?"
"Uh...I'm sorry yes you're right."
YES PARK JIMIN YOU DID IT AGAIN YAYYYYYYYYYYYYY
KEEP UP THE GREAT WORK!
"Oh, ok your turn."
"Okay...one, I find everyone in this school annoying. Two, Namjoon destroys every damn thing he touches, and three, I am the antithesis of passion." Yoongi wasn't going to lie if you were to ask him if he made his options clearly easy. He didn't want to give Jimin the punishments anymore and so he was determined to let the boy leave his apartment with only three spanks given to him.
Meanwhile, Jimin was panicking from the inside.
FUCK YOU YOONGI WHY DID YOU MAKE YOUR OPTIONS HARDER?!
I DON'T KNOW A SINGLE THING ABOUT NAMJOON!
THINK JIMIN THINKKKKKKKK
Okay...one has to be true since every at out school is the definition of annoying. Jin told me last time about how he broke 3 plates when he came over last time so I guess that's true...three, well Yoongi doesn't seem to be the antithesis of passion and maybe his passion would be music from what I see in his apartment.
Jimin knew it was a bad guess, but he finally came to the very assumption that three was a lie.
When Jimin entered Yoongi's apartment, he noticed guitar picks in the bowl where keys went. That meant, someone played guitar. He also noticed music sheets inside a book with a laptop next to it.
Jimin knew someone was into music and valued it.
That someone must be Yoongi.
"Option three is the lie? You are the antithesis of passion?" Yoongi hummed in approval, as he adjusted his sitting position.
"Are you passionate about something?" The younger mumbles, looking away in fear that Yoongi might scold at him for asking questions. The reaction given was unexpected though.
"Yeah, I like writing and working with music." Jimin looked at the older, who stood up and fetched the laptop that Jimin had noticed earlier. Picking it up, Yoongi walked back to the couch and sat next to Jimin this time and plugged in some Earbuds he had fetched on the way back.
Jimin was taken aback when Yoongi sat next to him. He felt heat start to rise to his cheeks and clearly, Yoongi noticed.
"Don't worry I'm not going to or interested in seducing you right now." This statement made the younger blush even more of embarrassment. Once Jimin calmed down, he looked back and looked at the files that Yoongi was clicking his way through until he made it to a recording.
"Put this on," Yoongi commands as he hands over one of the buds to the boy and puts the other one in his ear. Both boys had to scoot closer together so that the earbuds wouldn't fall out.
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"Don't say anything until the end, just listen. I named it Trivia 轉: Seesaw." Yoongi presses play on the recording right after speaking and secretly looks at the younger waiting for his reaction.
Instantly, Jimin hears Yoongi's voice and listens to him sing and rap. He wanted to comment, but he remembered how Yoongi told him to keep his thoughts to the end and so he keeps quiet.
The first verse ends, and the chorus comes on. Yoongi could see how Jimin smiles every now and then, tapping his fingers along with the beat.
Once the recording ended, Jimin removed the earbud and kept staring at the laptop which turned off after a few seconds. Yoongi ran his fingers through his hair, in hesitation to ask the question that all people are scared of because of the answer that might come after.
"So...what did you think?" Jimin woke up from his trance and looked at Yoongi.
"That...that was...absolutely fucking amazing! Did you make that? I'm shook!" Yoongi finally let go of the air he was holding in as a relief.
"You really think so?" Yoongi didn't want to believe it. He always thought everyone's opinions were false.
"Yes! You're such a talented Napkin!" Jimin squealed as he turned the laptop on again and pressed play once more.
"Wait what?" Yoongi questions, but is ignored because Jimin is busy enjoying the song.
The song ends again, and Yoongi takes this chance to ask his question again.
"What did you mean by napkin?" Jimin looks up and smiles.
"Oh, I call people napkins because people are pieces of sheet. I mean it as a compliment though." Yoongi chuckles at the odd explanation.
"So are you a Napkin?" Yoongi asks, waiting to hear what the boy classifies himself as.
"Yes and no. I am a napkin yes, but not an ordinary one. I am the expensive and delicate kind that should be treated carefully."
"So you're the delicate expensive napkin? Good to know...what time is it?" Jimin looked at his phone and read the time.
7:30 pm.
"Oh, it's 7:30 you should get going. I'll drop you off I don't feel good about letting you walk to your apartment alone."
"But what about my punishment?"
"Forget about it. Just don't continue to act the same way ok?" Jimin mutely nodded, pressing play on the recording one last time before he would leave.
Yoongi pressed pause.
"I'll send it to you so you can listen to it how many times you please. Hurry up let's go. I don't want Jin to scream at you again. By the way, how was his date with Namjoon yesterday?" Yoongi walked over and grabbed his coat along with his keys. Jimin walked over to the entrance and slipped on his shoes.
"Well Jin said it was thrilling and romantic, so I think it went pretty well." Both boys exited the apartment and walked over to the older's car.
"Yeah, I figured...Namjoon came home very happy as usual but I noticed something was weird about him when he came back too. I thought something happened. I asked him what was wrong but he brushed it off."
"Really?" The younger asked as he secured his seatbelt and Yoongi started the car.
"Yeah but I guess my intuition is wrong." After that, the car drive was in silence, Jimin looking out the window admiring the lights the stores had to show.
"We're here," Yoongi says, waiting for Jimin to unbuckle his seatbelt and thank him before leaving.
"Jimin, we're here...Jimin?" Yoongi leaned over to check why the boy wasn't answering but instead, was left with a surprise. Jimin had fallen asleep on the way and Yoongi just found it fucking adorable.
"Why are you so cute?" Yoongi whispers as he slips his phone out of his pocket and opens his camera.
Yoongi takes a quick picture for himself to admire before deciding to wake the younger up. Lightly tapping his shoulder, Jimin responds and wakes up realizing they have arrived at the destination.
"We're here." Yoongi softly mumbles as Jimin starts to unbuckle his seatbelt.
"Thank you so much for dropping me off. Where do I meet you tomorrow?" Yoongi stops to think before remembering a certain thought.
"We have lunch during the same period right?" Jimin nods, and so Yoongi continues.
"What is your period before lunch?"
"Uh...I have math before lunch. Why?"
"Ok, I'll pick you up after class."
"W-What?" Jimin stutters, as Yoongi smirks and takes this opportunity to trace Jimin's jawline with his finger.
Fuck, those plump pink lips want to be kissed.
No Yoongi, not yet. You still have to make him show feelings for you.
"Well, you're my pet and I'm your master so we should be together when we can."
"But I still want to-" "Tsk, don't worry I'm not a bad napkin. We can sit with your friends. Namjoon and Jin will be sitting together anyway so why not just all of us sit together?" Jimin smiles due to the act of kindness from the older.
"Thanks, talented napkin! Oh, I should probably change your name in my contacts to that."
"Wait, then what is my contact name now?" Yoongi questions, moving his hand away from the younger's face.
"It's rock. Oh, and thanks again for the ride. Bye!" "Wait wha-" Jimin opened the car door and left, leaving Yoongi no time to question for the purpose of his contact name.
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SURPRISEEEEEEEEE
I know it isn't Friday but I felt guilty for not updating this book because some of you probably aren't interested in the Oneshot book I made :(
Anyway, I published this which is over 2,000 words and will try to get the new chapter published by next Friday if I can ❤️
Bye~
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