The minutes turned to hours as Jimin twisted his mind to reveal even the smallest details and ideas about what he could use Yoongi for.
First off was his initial plan, revolving around manipulation, just as his lifestyle did as well. He could also play the game of innocence, pretending to essentially become the personal therapist of Yoongi and let him vent out all of his life's secrets after gaining the man's trust. For now though, he'd stick to winging whatever plan could develop after the odd turn of events.
Sleep was minimal on the first night. With another person in his house, Jimin found it difficult to sleep. From all the precautions he took in the first place, he didn't like the idea of simply allowing Yoongi out of his …show more content…
Yoongi leaned back against the couch, eyes wandering around the room in questioning.
"It's back at my apartment in my room, under my bed." A common place to keep things like that. Jimin kept two under his bed.
"You'll need that. I'll get that for you." Yoongi gave him a questioning look.
"What do you mean? I'm not letting you break into my apartment-" Jimin fished the keys out of his pocket and dangled them from one finger, enjoying the sudden widening of Yoongi's eyes in realization that those were his apartment keys. "You stole them?"
"Borrowed them, Yoongi. There's a difference. Just give me an hour and I'll have your stuff, alright?" Jimin could see Yoongi tense at the thought of Jimin wandering around his apartment, but the man nodded.
"If you steal anything, I'm-" Jimin was walking out of the door before the man could finish.
"Don't care." Jimin looked back at Yoongi. "Don't worry, I won't steal anything. If I do, you won't notice." The beginning notes of Yoongi's protest were blocked out from Jimin slamming the door …show more content…
The walk from his house to Yoongi's apartment was only around ten minutes, but it felt like forever in the blazing heat. Man, if only he used a car.
Arriving in front of the building, he walked to the front door of Yoongi's apartment, remembering the number being 104. Knocking, he listened for any footsteps of someone inside, and when none sounded, he opened the door to the apartment and entered, shutting it behind him.
The first thing that Jimin noticed was the fish tank, blazing blue and white. Taking small steps towards it, Jimin knelt down in the hallway, face inches away from the glass tank as he watched the two beta fish, separate as always. It looked like they had been fed, so he payed them no attention and went into Yoongi's room, staring at the bed. Well, at least it wasn't bloody anymore.
Kneeling down onto the ground, he looked under the bed, revealing a black bag that had some weight to it. Dragging it out, he hoisted the heavy bag onto the bed, staring down at it.
Curiosity was always a
First off was his initial plan, revolving around manipulation, just as his lifestyle did as well. He could also play the game of innocence, pretending to essentially become the personal therapist of Yoongi and let him vent out all of his life's secrets after gaining the man's trust. For now though, he'd stick to winging whatever plan could develop after the odd turn of events.
Sleep was minimal on the first night. With another person in his house, Jimin found it difficult to sleep. From all the precautions he took in the first place, he didn't like the idea of simply allowing Yoongi out of his …show more content…
Yoongi leaned back against the couch, eyes wandering around the room in questioning.
"It's back at my apartment in my room, under my bed." A common place to keep things like that. Jimin kept two under his bed.
"You'll need that. I'll get that for you." Yoongi gave him a questioning look.
"What do you mean? I'm not letting you break into my apartment-" Jimin fished the keys out of his pocket and dangled them from one finger, enjoying the sudden widening of Yoongi's eyes in realization that those were his apartment keys. "You stole them?"
"Borrowed them, Yoongi. There's a difference. Just give me an hour and I'll have your stuff, alright?" Jimin could see Yoongi tense at the thought of Jimin wandering around his apartment, but the man nodded.
"If you steal anything, I'm-" Jimin was walking out of the door before the man could finish.
"Don't care." Jimin looked back at Yoongi. "Don't worry, I won't steal anything. If I do, you won't notice." The beginning notes of Yoongi's protest were blocked out from Jimin slamming the door …show more content…
The walk from his house to Yoongi's apartment was only around ten minutes, but it felt like forever in the blazing heat. Man, if only he used a car.
Arriving in front of the building, he walked to the front door of Yoongi's apartment, remembering the number being 104. Knocking, he listened for any footsteps of someone inside, and when none sounded, he opened the door to the apartment and entered, shutting it behind him.
The first thing that Jimin noticed was the fish tank, blazing blue and white. Taking small steps towards it, Jimin knelt down in the hallway, face inches away from the glass tank as he watched the two beta fish, separate as always. It looked like they had been fed, so he payed them no attention and went into Yoongi's room, staring at the bed. Well, at least it wasn't bloody anymore.
Kneeling down onto the ground, he looked under the bed, revealing a black bag that had some weight to it. Dragging it out, he hoisted the heavy bag onto the bed, staring down at it.
Curiosity was always a