The Mini-Me Team // Yoonmin

Chapter 5: #TheUnderageLife

Every second after their fight, it seems as if Jimin and Yoongi are moving in their separate ways. They have stopped talking- well less than before, they stopped looking at one another, started avoiding the other.

Meaning it was silent and boring.

Yoongi, though, was used to nothing happening so he journeyed to the garden and watered all the plants. He then looked up and at a window with a solemn expression on his face. Putting down the water bucket, he went back inside just to bump into someone's back.

"Oh wow, it's Min Yoongi! Zico will love this." The said man rose a brow and lifted his head to look at three other gentlemen. Pressing his lips together, he walked by them to go into Jimins room but was pulled back.

"Where do you think you're going?" V asked, loud enough for the others to hear. "Is Moon's leg good?" Yoongi furrowed his eyebrows but nodded at the man with a mask on.

"What should we do with him?" The other guy asks and before the pale man shoved V into the wall, denting it. He then kicked the one who just talked in the side, prior to punching him in the face.

It was exhilarating but why wasn't Jimin waking up? Have they already got him? Is he just a heavy sleeper? Does he even care?

Yoongi looked at what seemed like the boss of this little squad, then bolted down the hall, going into Jimins room and locking the door. He moved back when there was a bang making the door shake. The older looked at the bed and the small lump under the pile of blankets.

"Okay, you can do this," Yoongi mumbled and walked over to move the covers, his breath getting caught in the back of his throat. Now it wasn't because of something bad. No, Jimin looked like a FUCKING ANGEL SLEEPING ON FUCKING CLOUDS!

But taking a deep breath, Yoongi shook the smaller just as another bang echoed.

"You're really a heavy sleeper." He whines and shook harder, nearly slapping Jimin when the door burst open. Yoongi dropped to the ground in the nick of time when a bullet flew right over his head.

Jimins eyes shot open, he grabbed the gun from under his pillow and turned to shoot the attacker in the heart. As the body dropped, he looked at Yoongi who was touching his hair in shock.

"Dude why didn't you wake me up?" The older looked up and groaned, falling back with his limbs spread and heart racing. "How many are there?" Yoongi put up his hand, dropping three fingers. "Awe and you came in here to protect me! See I knew you cared about me!" Yoongi dropped one finger, leaving his middle one up making Jimin gasp.

"I do care, just an ass most of the time." The older mumbled and stood up. "We need to pack and leave."

"I like your voice." Jimin yawned and stretched, moaning slightly before getting out of bed. Showing Yoongi how he just wore an oversized shirt with no shorts, and who knows if he's wearing underwear. But man did that make the 18-year-old go crazy. Jimins defiantly going to be fun in his 20's.

"Uh, Moon?" The smaller glanced over his shoulder at Yoongi, twiddling his thumbs. "Um, I'm sorry for what I said yesterday. I was out of line for calling you names.. a lot of names. It was wrong of me to-".

"I apologize for looking you up as well. It wasn't the best idea to do that and then talk about it when it happened only a few months ago." Yoongi closed his mouth and licked his lips, which were forming a smile. "Are we all right?" The older man nods, walking over the dead man and looked down the hall to find one unconscious man.

"Didn't you say there were two?" Yoongi nods. "Well, someo- wait was V here?" Another nod. "Okay he's fine, it's his angel's last day of school. Hope you didn't hurt him too badly." The older man smirked and winked at Jimin as he picked up the guy's arm to throw him over his shoulder, grunting. "Talk to me, Yoon. Don't go back to being silent."