Why Are You Everywhere? | Yoonmin FF

The next day, Jimin woke up extra early, filled with excitement and pure delusion. He dramatically threw off his blanket and stood in front of the mirror, striking random poses.

"Today marks the beginning of my legendary basketball career....and my love story," he whispered, flipping his nonexistent long hair like he was in a drama. He flexed his zero muscles, nodding in approval.

Taehyung, however, was still face-down on his bed, looking like a lifeless corpse.

"Tae, wake up! We have basketball practice!" Jimin shook him violently.

"Jimin....my dear best friend....my soulmate.... let me sleep." Taehyung groaned. "I don't even LIKE basketball. You dragged me into this mess."

Jimin gasped. "Excuse me?! This is not ‘a mess,’ this is DESTINY! My Romeo is in the basketball team, so I have to be there too. And as my loyal best friend, so do you!"

Taehyung rolled over dramatically and sighed. "So this isn’t about the sport, it’s about your ‘Romeo’? Unbelievable."

"Correction: MY Min Yoongi. And YES." Jimin beamed, completely shameless.

Tae groaned, "I don't want to go there. That Jeon looser Jungkook is also joined the team.....I hate him."

Jimin rolled his eyes, placing a dramatic hand on his chest. "Tae, hating someone this much? Thinking about them 24/7? Talking about them constantly? Oh my god....you’re in LOVE!"

Taehyung almost choked on air. "ARE YOU INSANE?! I would rather eat my own shoe than like that idiot!"

Jimin smirked. "Hmm, sounds suspicious. You know what they say....there’s a fine line between love and hate~"

Taehyung grabbed the nearest pillow and slammed it over Jimin’s face. "SHUT. UP."

Jimin giggled like a gremlin, dodging the next pillow attack. "Fine, fine. But you’re still coming to practice with me."

Taehyung groaned, flopping back onto the bed like a dying fish. "WHY must I suffer?"

Jimin grinned. "Because you're my beeeeeessssst friend, and I refuse to suffer alone."

Taehyung sat up, squinting. "So, you’re forcing me to endure two hours of running, sweating, and watching you embarrass yourself in front of your so-called ‘Romeo’....JUST because you don’t wanna be alone?"

Jimin nodded proudly. "Exactly."

Taehyung sighed, looking at the ceiling like he was questioning his life choices. "I hate you."

Jimin patted his shoulder. "I know. Now let’s gooooo....uwuuu..."

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Taehyung, still half-asleep, stumbled after Jimin like a zombie. "Jimin. It’s still dark outside. Are we breaking into the university?"

Jimin, practically skipping, shook his head. "No, silly! We’re just.... a little early. I wanted to make a good first impression."

Taehyung rubbed his eyes aggressively. "A LITTLE early?! Jimin, it’s so early that even the SUN is still hitting snooze!"

Jimin ignored him and kept dragging him forward. "You don’t understand, Tae. My Romeo will be here soon, and I need to be the FIRST thing he sees when he walks in!"

Taehyung groaned, plopping onto a bench. "If I die from sleep deprivation, I’m haunting you."

Jimin grinned. "That’s fine. You’d still have to follow me around, so I’d win anyway."