nocturnal ↭ myg ; pjm

[3] the feeling of excitement

Morning came and both boys are late for class. Yoongi wakes Jimin up and tells him to prepare a breakfast while he takes a bath. He is practically in a hurry as he shampoos his hair. After a short while, he feels a hand massage his scalp.

Yoongi backs off at the touch. "Fuck, Jimin. What the shit are you doing?"

"We're getting late so let's just shower together," Jimin says, but he isn't in a hurry at all that he even takes his time showing off a sly smile. Yoongi pushes him and turns away. "I didn't know you have such a nice body, Yoong."

"Stop staring at me, idiot." Yoongi is embarrassed but he doesn't easily show what he feels. He turns the shower on to wash himself before quickly sprinting out of the bathroom without drying himself off. He glares at the door and blames it for having a broken knob. "Fuck you, you little piece of shit," he mutters under his breath.

For a minute there inside the room, Yoongi surely felt his face burning from embarrassment and something he couldn't quite assure, something unexplainable but wrong. He felt excited, butterflies once filled his stomach.