Jimin ran a hand through his soft locks as he looked at his reflection in the long mirror that was placed in the Min's guest room, his eyes curiously looking over his newly dyed hair.
In the end, he did go with the pink hair.
And honestly he gotta hand it to Tae-
Jimin touched the pink bundle of hair on top of his head slightly.
--he does look good.
'Definitely apologising to you later TaeTae.' Thought Jimin along with a chuckle as he straightened his back while he gazed at the grey suit he was clamped in, the boy loving the fact that the jacket of the suit was slightly bigger then his form, making him feel all comfy and cozy, and a little bit at ease for what's about to come.
In a few minutes him and Yoongi were going to get engaged.
Engaged as in, getting ready to get married soon as well.
Yupe, here comes the contents of his stomach doing some flips once again.
Jimin put a hand on his mouth as he felt like he was ready to hurl everything that was in his stomach, the boy shivering slightly in fear.
He didn't want this.
He really didn't.
Wasn't this too early??
Wasn't this too soon??
Shouldn't they....shouldn't they wait a little bit more?
Jimin had literally just started to feel something to Yoongi in this past month. Shouldn't they wait till he was sure he was in love with him? Shouldn't they wait till he and Yoongi say so themselves that they want to get married? Shouldn't that--
Oh.
Wait.
He had too marry Yoongi.
There was a contract after all, signed by his parents for them.
Jimin laughed in misery at the reality he was living in.
He couldn't believe his future was being decided by them.
He couldn't believe that after he gets married to Yoongi, they both have to take over their parents company, and have to live the life they planned for them.
That fact disgusted him.
A knock on his door startled him out of his thoughts, Jimin literally flinching in his place as he slightly cleared his throat.
"Who is it?" He asked loudly while contemplating his side profile.
"Its me." Jimin felt his stomach churn at the sound of Yoongi's voice. "Can I come in?"
To say that Jimin panicked over Yoongi's question would be an understatement. He literally almost dramatically screamed at how much he was panicking right now.
'Holy shit-- if I say yes he'll come in and see and then I'll have to deal with him liking or hating my face and clothes, and if I say no he'll hate me-- oh god why-- wait whY am I pAnicKinG like a TeenaGeRÂ fOr gOd'S sAke--?!'
"...hey look I'm coming in okay?"
'Oh shit--'
And Jimin couldn't even catch his breath from the little rant that he made in his mind as Yoongi literally opened his door after he had said those words.
"H--hey." Squeaked Jimin out in the most high pitched voice you would ever hear from him, as he gaped in awy at Yoongi's appearance, while the other was also preoccupied in staring at him up and down in equal shock to greet him back.
Now, let me tell you how they both looked from my perspective.
They both looked too great and hot for their own good.
As I said Jimin was wearing a grey suit with its jacket a little bit bigger then his form, with a dark tie and white dress shirt underneath it all. His pink hair was styled back, and dark earrings hanged loosely on both of his ears. His makeup was simple, and his lips were kept untouched.
Now my boy Yoongi you see, he had actually dyed his hair brown for all of this. The now brown haired 18 year old senior stood before Jimin in a dark blue suit, with a grey dress shirt underneath it and a red tie loosely hanging on his neck looking as if he was just about to fix it properly. He also had earrings on each of his ears, as he decided to stick with the ones he usually wore. His makeup was also simple, and just like Jimin his lips were kept untouched.
Huhuhu, wonder why.
Now back to Jimin's perspective-
Jimin could only stare at the beautiful being that was Min Yoongi, as he watched him slowly recover from his previous shock (unlike him who was still dumbfounded and gaping like a goldfish over the others appearance) and stepped inside Jimin's room while slowly closing the door behind him.
"H--hey." Yoongi stuttered along with an awkward smile, Jimin finally snapping out of his daze as he properly now stood before Yoongi. "You look nice."
"Ah, yeah you too."
'Honestly you look too nice--' Jimin thought while biting his lower lip nervously, his eyes drifting over Yoongi's red tie that was a literal mess hanging on his neck.
"Looks like your struggling with this." Said Jimin along with a small laugh as he stepped closer to Yoongi to fix his tie, Yoongi laughing himself while Jimin expertly fixed it for him.
"Yeah, I'm kind of hopeless with ties." Said Yoongi as he fondly stared at Jimin's face while the other expertly fixed his tie into the proper knot, his stomach fluttering at the close proximity of their faces.
"Noted." Said Jimin along with a snicker while finishing up his fixing job, his hands sliding down on each side of Yoongi's shoulder and down to his arms, a smile stretching over his face when Yoongi squeezed both of his hands in his own once they had slid all the way down there.
"But seriously, I'm going to be honest Park Jimin. You look hot."
Jimin laughed as he swung both his and Yoongi's hands from side to side while Yoongi smiled his usual gummy smile his way. "Well thank you Min Yoongi. You look equally as hot."
"Thank you ChimChim." Said Yoongi while he stepped closer to Jimin, as he found himself now standing with his shoes touching Jimin's own, the boy looking at him with a smile still on his face with Jimin smiling at him as well.
Yoongi then slowly raised his arms and touched Jimin's upper cheeks with them, Jimin sighing while leaning in on his touch.
He takes it back, Yoongi's touch was the thing that will put him at ease through all of this. Not his baggy jacket, no. Just his touch.
"Hey Jimin..." Mumbled out Yoongi as he watched Jimin leaning into his touch, while he slowly stroked his thumb on the other's cheek. "How do you feel?"
"...Right now?"
"Mm."
"...happy I guess." Said Jimin truthfully as he grabbed both of Yoongi's hands that were placed on his cheeks and rubbed his head on them, Yoongi laughing slightly at the act.
"Okay." Said Yoongi as he let go of Jimin's face and now had them on both of the pink haired boy's shoulders, Jimin curiously looking at him as he squeezed at his upper arms. "How...how do you think you'll feel at the end of this night?"
Yoongi felt his throat tighten when Jimin froze at the sound of his question.
He knew it.
Jimin doesn't want this.
"What do you...." Jimin gulped as he tried his best to hide his nervousness with a small laugh leaving his mouth. "Why would--"
"I knew it." Cut him off Yoongi as he sighed at him, Jimin looking at him in shock. "You don't want this. I knew it."
Jimin's eyes widened at Yoongi's words.
Oh god he looks disappointed.
No no, he doesn't want to see him like this--
"Wait no no, I do want this! What are you--"
"Jiminie it's okay....I--" Yoongi rubbed at the pink haired boy's shoulder as he told him with an awkward smile. "I don't want this either."
Jimin stood dumbfounded at Yoongi's revelation.
"H--huh?"
"I mean like-- I don't want this, now. You know?"
Still. Jimin was still not comprehending the situation at hand.
"Wait, what are-- mmmfph!!" Yoongi suddenly cut him off with a sudden kiss on his lips before he could finish his sentence, as a breathless Jimin now gazed at a grinning Yoongi after a short make-out session ended between them.
"Park Jimin I'm about to ask you something that's crazy and you better say yes."
"O-okay, the crazy thing being??"
"Run away with me." (Stan TxT you cowards)
"H--huh?"
"Yes or no??"
"You didn't even ask me a question!!"
"Okay fine!!"
Before Jimin could even blink, he found Yoongi on his knee, with a wide cocky grin on his face, asking him something that made him laugh a bit--
"Park Jimin do you want to run away with me for the rest of this weekend?"
Jimin wanted to cover his face from how much he was smiling right now.
Who was he to say no to something as cute as this?
"Let's do it roach."
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Next update on Monday see you then ð