Advent calendar | Yoonmin [English]

"Hey."

Jimin blinked sleepily, woken by Yoongi's gentle shake on his shoulder. Confused, he rubbed his eyes with his fist.

"What time is it?"

Still finding his way around his surroundings, Jimin looked around the room. Yoongi's living room. This time he had spent the night on Yoongi's couch. The aforementioned resident stood in front of him, fully dressed in his winter coat.

"Quarter to seven. I have to go to work. Will you just close the door behind you when you leave?"

Jimin nodded, still sleepy. It was definitely far too early to get up now. Nevertheless, he trudged after Yoongi to the door and waited until he had put on his boots to see him off.

Half asleep, he hugged the older one and gave him a kiss on the cheek.

"Ciao Yoongi, have a good day, work hard and drive carefully."

With that, Jimin turned and staggered back into the living room.

Yoongi looked after him, surprised by the action, and stroked his fingers over the cheek where Jimin's lips had just lingered.

"Bye."

With that, he turned and left the flat.

Jimin was startled when he heard the door slam shut. Confused, he stood in front of the sofa. 

Only now did the realisation dawn on him that Yoongi had just left the flat and that he was now all alone here. Exhausted, he ran his fingers through his tousled hair and looked at Yoongi's bedroom door.

"I mean... Why not?"

Instead of lying back down on the sofa, he shuffled into Yoongi's room and flopped onto his stomach on Yoongi's bed with a sigh of relief.

With a deep breath, Jimin took in the scent of freshly laundered sheets and Yoongi and then snuggled contentedly under the covers.

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The sun tickled Jimin's nose and forced him to reluctantly open his eyes. Yoongi must have drawn the curtains when he left and now the sun was shining directly on the bed.

Jimin turned onto his back and stared at the ceiling. He allowed his senses to slowly sharpen and he slowly began to wake up. Curious, he looked around Yoongi's bedroom. He had been to Yoongi's house many times before, but rarely in his bedroom.

The state of the room could be described as organised chaos. Yoongi had his workspace here in the room so that he could fall straight into bed if he got too tired while composing. Accordingly, there was a large desk with a swivel chair on the side of the room opposite the bed. On the table was a computer set-up with three screens, keyboard and mouse, as well as a midi board. Next to it was a keyboard. There were sticky notes and sheets of paper everywhere. There was a large wardrobe next to the bed and a chair next to it, on which a few pieces of laundry were piled up, roughly in order, and Yoongi's sleeping clothes were crumpled up at Jimin's feet.

It was exactly as Jimin had imagined it.

Grinning unconsciously, he got up and shuffled into the kitchen. As he passed the coffee table, he collected his mobile phone. A new message from Yoongi.

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Suga:
Good morning, sleepyhead. I could get used to being seen off like this. In case you didn't record it: Just close the door when you leave.

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Jimin blushed slightly as he remembered that he had kissed Yoongi on the cheek. What had made him do that?