Jimin's P.O.VI tilt my head to the side before bringing my hands up and rubbing my eyes, blinking a few times to get used to the morning light that's coming in through my window.
I let out a small dissatisfied noise before pulling my blanket over my head and closing my eyes again. Definitely regretting staying up so late to watch cartoons. Just as I began to fall back asleep I hear my mum screaming for me outside my door.
"Jimin! Get up right this second we have something important to announce!"
I let out a small noise as I stretch before climbing out of my warm bed, and quickly pulling on my sweatpants because, well, being in a cold room wearing nothing but your underwear and a shirt, isn't the best thing in the world.
I make my way downstairs, my pink hair sticking up in every direction, I'm not a big fan of my hair, but after 16 years I'm quite used to it, it's been already two months since I dyed it pink and I don't regret it at all.
As I get to the bottom of the stairs I trip, something I do quite often, but I catch myself before I fall on my face.
I make my way to the kitchen and sit down at the table where my mom has served everyone breakfast. I live with my mom and my step dad, I have a sister too, named Jisoo, but she's in university and usually only visits on the holidays.
"Jimin..." My mother starts, making me look up at her while taking a bite of my toast.
"What?" I mumble with the piece of toast in my mouth, genuinely curious. We usually don't talk much at breakfast, but she did say she had something to announce.
"Jimin, we will be having a guest coming over tomorrow."
I keep staring at her curiously, whats so serious about having a guest?
"He'll be staying with us for quite a while, and you're sharing a room"
"Uhm, okay mum, but why? there is the guest room"
She rolls her eyes and I frown, taking another bite of my toast. Really what's so special about this guest and why do we have to share my room it's already kind of small.
"Because, Jimin. His parents are sending him here and they, and us, think it would be a good idea for him to spend time with someone, like you."
"Like me?" what does she mean like me?
"You know, well behaved, good manners, polite." She states, getting up and grabbing her plate, along with everyone else's and I whine, quickly grabbing my other piece of toast before she can take it away.
"So, since he's coming tomorrow," She turns around from doing the dishes, grabbing a towel and wiping her hands on it. "I want you to clean your room, and move it around a bit, we'll be bringing in a second bed so there needs to be plenty of room"
I open my mouth to say something, but close it. I know there's no point in arguing.
"Yes, mum." I say, before making my way upstairs to begin cleaning my room, eating my toast on the way.
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Strict || Yoonmin
Fanfiction"You don't have to be a parent to spank someone" "Does that mean y-you could spank me, hyung?" ••• -a yoonmin recreate (originally written by oopstoyourhi)