911.

S1E2

REFLECTION
park jimin

 
the loud ringtone filled the emptiness of the room along with the sound of vibration, waking me up from my beautiful dream. i groaned at the fact that someone just ruined my sleep until i remembered someone was meant to be here.


ahh--min yoongi.
 
 
without hesitation, i rubbed my eyes and picked up my phone. i slid my finger on the screen to answer the call.
 
 
jimin: yoongi hyung?

min yoongi: park fucking jimin, i've been waiting for you outside

jimin: [ shuffling on his feet ] i was asleep! i'm sorry! wait, i'll open the door for you

jimin: . . .

jimin: hyung? nobody's outside. . .

jimin: where are you?

min yoongi: . . .

jimin: yoongi hyung?

jimin: goddamnit! answer me!

min yoongi: [ squealing ]

jimin: stop it. i fucking heard you, min yoongi. this isn't funny

min yoongi: [ laughing ] i'm sorry i was just messing with you, chim!

jimin: don't call me chim. where are you?

min yoongi: i'm almost there so you better get your ass up and open the door for me

jimin: i deadass want to push you in front of a train

min yoongi: nah, boy, you're too small, you can do nothing but eat

jimin: stop. you're making me feel like a child

min yoongi: yah--chim, i'll be there in five

jimin: yeah, yeah just hurry up


my eyes locked on the clock as the time was still ticking. i tapped my fingers on my wooden table, keeping it on the rhythm as i began to count the time.