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it was evening and cold. jimin had his coffee cup in his hands and he rubbed his palms against the cup from time to time, to keep warm. he was sitting on his table and looking out the window. yeah, the window, again.
he had not planned to but once he changed into comfortable warm clothes, took his blanket and sat on his work chair, which was coincidentally right in front of the window, he found himself staring out again.
jungkook was not yet home and the reason jimin was drinking his coffee extra slow was because he didn't want to make another cup of it. it was already his second. jimin was a person who could be found pretty much high twenty-four seven; high on caffeine. either red bull or his monster drink, if neither then coffee.
his mind was pretty much blank and was more focused on the window in front of him.
his expressions lit up when the lights were turned on in the room. he saw jungkook's lean figure through the curtain and smiled idiotically. it felt as if he missed him. it was so stupid, they had just met at starbucks earlier. but nonetheless jimin couldn't stop smiling and blushing was an add on.
he took small sips from his big cup, as he held the handle of the cup through his blanket. he couldn't dare to take his hand out in the open. it was chilling.
he stared as jungkook sat at the corner of the bed and took out his phone, typed something and then put it on his ear. he was talking his hushed voices and jimin was doing nothing but staring at the shadow of his moving lips.
it was okay until jimin's nose started itching. he brought his hand up to rub it and realized it wasn't itch but before he could cover his mouth, he sneezed. it was as small as that of a small girl, but jungkook heard it.
it took his figure to walk two steps to get to his window. poor jimin was so shocked, he couldn't even draw his curtain in time. and there he looked straight into his neighbor's eyes, staring at him.
"i'll talk to you later. bubye," jungkook muttered into his phone and dead ass stared at jimin, figuring out the situation. but the black haired boy got shy due his intense gaze and drew the curtain in a hurry.
but no use, he was caught. caught staring through the window like a fucking stalker. he didn't want to be seen as a stalker. but it was kind of true though.
