Yoongi woke up at the sound of his alarm.

It was a sunny day today in Seoul again, beautiful indeed, but did Yoongi care?

No, instead he went back to sleep, not caring about the world outside.

Yes, even though he had classes. He didn’t really care. According to him, he did enough yesterday already.

A knock was heard outside suddenly, startling him awake. 

“Seriously?!” he exclaimed. 

Huffing, he went to open the door.

There stood a boy, obviously younger than Yoongi, and seemingly too happy. Accentuate the words “too happy”. 

He had small round eyes that curved when he smiled.

His dark black hair was covered by a snap back that had the letter J in front.

He wore a pair of baggy pants, a shirt that said “Today is a good day to be happy” (and Yoongi almost snorted, because well, it fit the guy perfectly), black sneakers, and a black suitcase.

He--- wait! A suitcase? What the heck? Yoongi thought.  

And apparently he had said it out loud because the boy now was staring at him intently.

“Good morning to you too?” he muttered. 

The latter sighed loudly.

“Yes?” Yoongi raised his eyebrows.

“I just moved here two days ago” the boy said, returning to his bright smile.

So bright, Yoongi almost wanted to squint. 

“And I want to know that because?” Yoongi asked lazily.

“Because I’m your new roommate!” he exclaimed loudly.

“…”

Yoongi stared at the guy, apparently named Jimin, seated in his bed at the moment.  

Trying to see if he could make him disappear with his own eye movements.

“So you like to make music?” Jimin piped. 

He sat at the corner of the others’ bed, admiring his collection of posters around the room and medals together with trophies in his desk.  

“Why do you care?” Yoongi huffed.

“Because I see the trophies there, you must be really cool. I’ve always liked music” Jimin shrugged.

Yoongi sighed loudly. He had given up on interrogating the kid already. Jimin was... different. That’s it. That's the word. 

And so he stopped when he asked why he was here, and the other answered “because I have to have a bed to sleep, duh!”.  

“And you like to rap?”Jimin asked again.

Yoongi sighed tiredly. “Seriously can you shut up?”

He really disliked noise, that being one of the main reasons he didn't have a roomate. He had entered college with no friends and he had found a dorm that didn't have anyone, it was perfect.

Nobody wanted to share it with him, and maybe sometimes he did sent hard glares whenever someone tried to come close to his room.    

“I like to dance, do you dance?” Jimin exclaimed.

The latter rolled his eyes. “Do you know how to stay silent?”

“You don’t look like someone that likes to dance” 

Yoongi scoffed. Thanks for ruining the only self-confidence I had in dancing. And to finish it, the younger giggled like a child.   

Ugh! Too much cuteness! Yoongi grimaced. And he couldn't stand cuteness.   

“What did I ever do to deserve you as a roommate?” Yoongi cried.

“Aww that’s the sweetest thing someone’s said to me”

And that was the fifth time Yoongi had to face palm due to Jimin. 

“I have a question” he sighed.

The younger nodded in excitement.

“Are you stupid?” Yoongi question.

It may come to be mean, but Yoongi didn’t really care. In fact, he digs being mean.

Jimin stayed silent for a while, trying to process if what he heard was right.

He cleared his throat. 

“If you call graduating as  1^st in a graduating class of 500 students, then yeah I’m stupid” Jimin smiled.

Yoongi dropped his mouth open. 

“Remember, there are flies.” 

At night, Yoongi couldn't help but start to kick his blankets. He couldn't sleep. And why? Because of a certain black haired, smiling, idiot.

"Should I call you hyung?" Jimin plopped next to Yoongi. 

"I just told you to go to your own bed. What are you doing here again?" Yoongi questioned annoyingly.

Jimin pouted. He actually pouted! 

"I thought that after that badly done introduction we could, you know, get along" Jimin sighed.

Yoongi sighed too, looking at the other.  

Now that he noticed, Jimin wasn't bad looking. He was actually kind of cute.

Yes, Yoongi was bi, and he had accepted that since long ago, but he hadn't been in a relationship.

He didn't really believe in all that cliche stuff. He had given up in love since his past relationship and he didn't bother to look for another one. 

Yoongi didn't realize he was staring until Jimin stood up and walked away slowly, murmuring who knows what. 

And now Jimin, the guy sleeping in the bed just next to him, was in his mind, looking as good as he looked this morning. 

Frustrated, Yoongi couldn't help but kick his blanket again.   

But I ask what wrong thing did my blankets do?

Heyy guys!!! Thanks so much for subscribing and reading my story. I may not be the best writer but I try my best. I just love Yoonmin and I wanted to try and write about them. This was just like a little intro. Next chapter Yoonmin will get to know each other better. Keep reading and Enjoy!!