It was weird, actually. How they let a senior room with a freshman. At least they don't kill each other, but Yoongi hates it when Jimin's upto something and makes the room a mess.

And that is exactly what he senses as soon as he enters the hallway. Yup, just the hallway and there's a smell of 'badness' coming from his and Jimin's room, or room no. 202.

"Park. Ji. Min, you better not ruin the room or else you're dead lamb" He mutters as he opens the door, only to smell someting burning.

"Jimin!" He shouts at the highest pitch he could, looking at the lonely bowl of noodles burn to black. He dashes and turns the stove off, sighing in relief that it didn't burn anything else. Or nothing was burnt as long as he noticed.

"I think I heard some-- Oh, Yoongi-hyung!" Jimin grisn widely from the entrance of the bathroom. 

"Stupid" Yoongi growls back. That's when Jimin notices the mess made before him.

"Oops..."

"I do remember telling you not to cook things inside the room, so don't even try telling me off that I didn't say a thing. It was only four days ago"

"I-I just wanted to have some ramen..." The latter pouts. Don't do it, don't do it! Yoongi mutters under his breath. Well who knew Jimin's cuteness was his weak point? "I'll clean it up"

"You could have waited till I came from my classes, at least" Frowning, Yoongi takes the burnt bowl with a cloth which is soon to be identified as--

"My t-shirt!" Yes, Jimin's favorite red t-shirt. "Look at things before you take it, hyung!" He yells at a dolphin-pitched voice.

"Geez, keep that opera note to yourself! My ears are bleeding!"

With that, Yoongi continues to keep the hot bowl away somewhere with Jimin's t-shirt. "Now I have to bloody wash it!" Jimin whines, stomping his feet like a kid.

"The laundry room's to the right from our room"

"As if I don't know, Yoong"

That was a name reserved only for Jimin. You could say these guys-- even though they fight till the end of the world-- are best friends.

"Fine; you wanted noodles? Get ready"

"Well you just ruined my only decent outfit-- Umph!" His sentence is cut off when Yoongi throws a green shirt at him. 

"Wear this and don't whine; you can thank me later"

"What deodrant do you use because this reeks of what I'd identify as grass"

"This isn't grass! Do you even know how much this bloody deo costs?"

"I don't care; I'll wear my own shirt"

Yoongi stomps impatiently, waiting for the flower boy to get ready and come out because damn I don't have a load of time in my hands!

"Ready!" Jimin jumps out, wearing a plain white tee with a black overcoat. "Nice, right?"

"Too long for you"

"Hey! You're only 1cm taller than me, okay? Let's go now; I'm starving"

"What did you do all day other than being sick, kiddo?" Yoongi asks tiredly as the younger pulls him out. He just hopes no classmate notices that the two are close enough. Why do I mind so much about that? Right... they'll bully him instead.

Without getting caught in any familiar person's sight, the two enter the nearest grocery store. "Two cups of ramen" Yoongi says and pays for it.

"Ooh~ look at you being the responsible elder here!" Jimin coos as he takes the two cups outside to have some hot water in them and hopefully, cook them to the right consistency and texture.

"You better not cook anything in the future, clumsy "

"Can you stop calling me with swears all the time? It's seriously getting to me"

And the two bickered as they ate their cup of hot, spicy ramen.

"What's happening here?" Yoongi squints as he nears their room. There's a commotion outside and he doesn't know why or what it is for. And it's specifically outside their room.

".... fire!'" Both of their eyes widen. 

just got real.

"You didn't turn the stove off?!"

so second AU! i finished this as soon as I posted the first one, but i had to wait a couple of long days to post it. because there'd be no fun if i post it immediately. i love the two when they bicker like seriously, it's BFF goals.

don'tchu worry the romance will hit soon (tbh i ship them for their closeness and not their romance lolll lmao)