Jimin examined his outfit in the mirror, not too flashy, not too casual. It was an outfit what wouldn't look to suspicious when Jimin sneaks out of his house to meet Yoongi at the movies.It's this moment where Jimin internally cursed himself for picking a later showing of he movie, why didn't he think of going in the mid day when his parents were at work?
Oh yeah, because he didn't know he would be grounded over a detention and Yoongi had unfortunately already booked the tickets.
His mother and father were downstairs, watching tv by the sound of it. It was dark outside and most likely cold but Jimin didn't want to take a coat unless he was spotted. (That would look more suspicious)
Jimin checked the time on his phone one last time before he gathered his keys, phone, walker and bus card and moved towards the door. Just as he opened it he heard the footsteps of his mother coming up the stairs. Jimin quickly shut his door and rushed to his desk and sat down, picking up a random pen just in case his mother came in to check what he was doing. He listened in as the footsteps creaked past his door and into the bathroom. Jimin let's put a long deep breath but still knows he hasn't completely gotten away with it. He hoped she would hurry back downstairs into the living room.
When he heard her come out of the bathroom, Jimin panicked when she stopped at his bedroom door.
She knocked lightly on the wood, it still made him flinch. "Honey, are you still awake?"
Jimin isn't sure whether he should reply and tell her not to bother him from now on, tell her he's studying and doesn't want to be disturbed, but instead he couldn't seem to get any words to spill from his mouth. So he sits in silence, hoping she'd leave soon and never check on him again throughout the night.
"Honey?" She asked quietly once more. Jimin could feel himself sweating as he sat in silence.
After a few minutes of eating at his door, she finally turned on her heels and returned to the living room, watching tv.
Close. But a success.
Jimin chucked the pencil onto his desk and rushed to his door. He opened it as quietly as possible just incase. After checking the hallways once more, he sneaked out onto the landing before carefully making his way downstairs. Jimin made sure to walk along the right side, against the wall, as it made the least amount of noise on each step.
He was finally on the bottom floor and his parents were only a walk away.
Man if I get caught I'm in so much trouble
Jimin slipped on his shoes and held his breath as he prepared himself to open the door. Their front door was heavy and loud and it was often hard to open it without making a sound.
So, this was a first.
Is this a stupid thing to do?
Probably.
Curling his fingers around the handle, Jimin pushed the handle down and waits for it to click. It does and he waited for a moment just incase his parents might have heard. But when nothing happened, Jimin pulled the door open— just enough for him to slip out.
He managed to close it safely, too, without the whole house shuddering as he did. So far so good.
Jimin dashed down his drive way and onto the pavement headed towards the bus stop. Yoongi has agreed to meet him at the bus stop so they can take the journey together.
He was finally safe, out of sight from his house. All Jimin can do now is hope his mother won't check his room and make sure he makes it back home as soon as possible.
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울보 Cry Baby
FanfictionWhere Yoongi finds Jimin crying in a classroom alone. {Yoonmin}