ARRANGED TO LOVE ?yoonmin?

chapter 12

''First of all, eww. Don't call me that,'' Jimin snapped.

Seriously, me lovin' Yoongay? Fat chance.

''Just so you know, I'm not into annoying high-pitched babies,'' Yoongi said with the smirk that always seemed to appear whenever Jimin was there.

Jimin scoffed. He so badly wanted to roll his eyes, but he knew that Yoongay would make an annoying remark about it, so he suppressed the urge to roll his eyes to the back of his head.

''Don't flatter yourself, fucker. I don't have a crush on you,''

''Whatever that helps you sleep at night, baby,''

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The rest of the day passed by in a blur. And soon Jimin found himself walking into his home, accompanied by Chaeyoung.

Entering their living room, Jimin was once again, met with his mother, sitting on the couch. Waiting for them, by the looks of it.

Upon noticing the siblings enter, she rushed towards them, and hastily said, ''Quick, go and get ready,''

''Uh—''

''Aish! No time for your chitchat, get ready,'' The woman, ushered her children, who were confused, towards their room, and went from there.

''Well, I'm getting déja vu,''

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Once again, walking into the familiar hotel, Jimin allowed himself to, once again, gawk at the huge crystal chandelier, that hung on the high ceiling.

Entering the private room, they were led to, Jimin was enveloped in a warm hug, by an exited Mrs Min.

''Honey, don't scare the kid away,'' Mr Min scolded her in a fond voice.

''Oh would you look at that, I'm getting replaced,'' Mrs Park said in a fake hurt voice. Mrs Min chuckled, and then hugged Mrs Park, followed by a hug for Chaeyoung.

Before Jimin could sit down, the door opened, revealing a bunch of people with colorful hairs, that they could represent the gay community.

Taehyung shouted his name in glee, and hugged Jimin. Grinning, the blonde hugged back.

''Wow, Jimin hyung, you and Yoongi hyung are matching,'' It was Jungkook who had commented that.

And Upon hearing the maknae's remark, everyone turned their attention to Jimin, and then Yoongi.

Jimin blinked dumbly, and then looked at the white-haired male. He was wearing a black and white flannel, over a plain white tee, with black pants, and black leather shoes.

Looking down, Jimin took in his own appearance, a black tee with a yellow and black flannel over it, buttoned up halfway, paired with black pants, and leather shoes.

Damn. They were matching.

Since he knew that it wasn't a business nor formal dinner, he had decided to dress casual, but it seemed like a wrong decision.

Taehyung whistled, ''woah Jiminie, look at you and Yoongi hyung wearing matchy-matchy clothes,''

''Yeah, you both look like the power couple,'' Chaeyoung said, a smug grin spreading across her lips.

Meh, she's worser than Dolores Umbridge.

''Shut up,''

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