DRIVETHRU [yoonmin]

37.

"Yoongi," Jimin grunted.

He had his arms tightly around his body making it impossible for him to move. "Hey, I gotta get up for work."

Yoongi pouted and held him tighter. "Yoongi. I'm-I'm going to be late." He quietly said. Yoongi finally released him and Jimin was able to breathe.

"Maybe sleeping with you is going to kill me." He laughed.

"Never. I was just having a really pleasant dreams about you." Yoongi smirked.

Jimin stopped laughing and turned a shade of red. "Okay, I better go shower before I'm late." He quickly said getting up.

Yoongi sighed and looked at him go to the bathroom. "Running away from your problems isn't going to fix them."

"Who says I have a problems?" Jimin screamed from the hallway.

"Obviously you do. Hey, you could've just used my bathroom. I don't mind."

"Then where would you get ready?"

"Ready for what? I don't go nowhere." Yoongi said rolling his eyes.

"You still need to shower and get dressed."

"I don't shower unless I have to. Kidding, kidding, or not. It's just hard to do it when your dominate hand isn't working and you have a cast on it! Hey! Maybe, I should shower with you."

As soon as he heard that he turned on the water. Yoongi laughed and got out of bed himself.

He attempted to do the bed so Jimin didn't have to. Sure, he was helping him but he didn't like to take advantage.

After semi fixing the bed, he went to his bathroom to shower. He struggled to take his clothes off and even hurt his arm in the process.

He wasn't sure if Jimin was comfortable undressing him yet. Which was ironic considering all the inappropriate jokes Yoongi made.

Half an hour later, Yoongi was in the bathroom trying to button up his jeans. It was extremely hard to pull up your jeans with one hand, but buttoning it up and getting the zipper? That was nearly impossible.

He had manage it before it and it seemed like today it wasn't happening. So, there he was shirtless with his left hand on his crotch and leaning over the sink for support hoping the button would slide it.

"Umm, what are you doing?" Jimin asked confused.

Yoongi turned to see him and then looked down at his jeans. "It's not what you think. I swear."

"It's okay. I'll umm leave and let you keep humping the sink." He giggled.

"Real funny. Listen, no, I don't fuck my sink I swear. I'm into freaky shit, but not that freaky. I'm just trying to button up my jeans."

"Oh, poor thing. Can't even button you your jeans."

"Yeah, why do you think I've been wearing sweat pants? I've run out because I need to do laundry."

Jimin looked at how he was struggling so he got the courage to ask him. "Do you want my help?"

Yoongi's mouth dropped opened in shock. "You want to help me?" He repeated. "That's what I said didn't I?"

"Okay." He blinked gulping.

Jimin reached over and started to button up his jeans. His hands were shaky so he did it as quickly as he could and then zipped it up.

"Actually, can-can you fix that?" Yoongi stuttered looking down.

"Fix what?"

"It's because that crinkle on my jeans is bothering me. I'm sorry. It's my OCD." He apologized embarrassed.