Thighs | Yoonmin | Texting

23 - 이십 삼

It was about 11 AM in the moring as Jimin woke up from a loud noise coming from his phone. He blinked a few times and reached for it in annoyance.

"What the-" he started to say after he read Yoongis name on the phone.
He groaned and awnserd it.

"Hey!" he heard him say happily.

"What do you want? I want to sleep"

"Oh did I wake you up? Sorry Jiminie, I just wanted to remind you what day it is." 

"What do you mean?" Jimin said, laying down again.

"Don't tell me you forgot! I'm coming to visit you. I'm arriving at 4. Please don't be late to pick me up. I've send you the location. Don't make daddy wait."

Jimin groand.

"Tell me you don't actually mean that."

"Of course I do!"

"I can't believe this" Jimin whispered into a pillow.

"Okay, I'll pick you up. But you gotta promise not to do anything embarrassing or perverted in any way."

"Sure baby I promise." Yoongi smiled.

The younger hang up and rubbed his eyes.
What have I gotten myself into.

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Jimin got into his car after a good hour of standing in front of the mirow and changing his outfit countless amounts of times until he was satisfied.
He grabbed the wheel noticing how sweaty his hands were.
He was nervous, so damn nervous and he hated it.

They have been texting for quite a while now and even though Jimin had developed some kind of trust towards the other man (which of course he would never admit to himself) he felt like he didn't know who he was. Yoongi somehow still felt like a stranger to him.
Yoongis face appeared in front of his inner eye as he drove to their meeting point.

What a cute face for such an perverted asshole, was one of his many messy thoughts, only moments before he arrived.

Jimin parked the car and took his phone out. He pushed the thought, that this might just be one of his stupid jokes aside, breathing in deeply, hoping that this would somehow reduce his nervousness.
He opened his and Yoongis chat, quickly tipping a "Just arrived" and sticking his phone back into his pocket.
He went out of the car, leaning against it, after closing the door.

Jimin looked into the distance, shockingly realising, that there was indeed Yoongi walking towards his, dragging his suitcase behind him.
No way
He then stopped about a meter infront of Jimin smirking at him.

Jimin giggled uttering the first words that came to his mind in this moment.

"You're short..-er" than I thought

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(a/n  Sorry sorry sorry sorry for not updating 🙏
And to be completely honest I don't think there will be new charpers any time soon. I WILL CONTINUE, but they will come really irregularly.

If you don't wanna wait this long (and understand German) one of the readers has translated this book into german and will continue writing it with her own ideas. yoongis_zipper
Feel free to read it!! :3 💕

Also if you want to translate this book into your language and continue it, you can do it IF you tell me!! And you have to credit me in the first chapter.
I will also add your book to this 'reading list' thing on my profile.

THANK YOU FOR STICKING AROUNG FOR SO LONG!
Take my love: 💕💕💕💕💕💕c: