(Aunt Vi told me to post so I will stop with my Emo mode and yes, I'm ok, I can't do anything about it anyway... Say thank you Auntie Vi)

"Wh-what are...". I saw Yoongi take off his belt. "Alright". I nodded. "You look angry... You hungry?". I asked. "We gotta go out to eat cause I don't have any snickers on me". I told him. "I eat them when I'm stressed". I said. "Y'all want some pizza?". I ask. "You know what... I got some bubble wrap somewhere, wanna split it?". I asked.

"Shut up". Yoongi hissed. "I can't! I ramble when I'm scared". I told him. "You're scared?". Yoongi asked and I nodded. "Good". Yoongi smirks and walks over to me. "Nope". I jumped on my bed. "We skipped the introductions before right?". I said. "I'll go first". I say and cleared my throat.

"My name is Park Jimin, I'm eighteen years old, I'm a dance major, I have a love dash hate relationship with my parents, I love cats, my favorite color is blue, my lucky number is three, I like spicy food but you won't catch me eating it, I volunteer at cat cafes, I simp over caramel macchiatos, I have a brother that I don't claim".

Yoongi just stares at me while I talked like a scared bitch. "I have small hands, so if lose something in a crack, then I'm your bitch". I said. "I can cook but forgot how too, I laugh at EVERYTHING and people call me a fucked up person cause of it, I blame my short legs for my tripping problems, I cry on que, I blame my dad for my big ass".

"My feet are female size, I still want a pony, I believe in the north pole, I...". "Are you done?". Yoongi asked. "Can I go to the bathroom? I'm about to pee". I said. "You're that scared?". Yoongi asked. "My back and legs are sweating". I told him. "Go". Yoongi sighs and I ran to the bathroom. "I didn't make it, so I have to take a shower!".

Yoongi turns to the bathroom door smirking. "Shower huh?". Yoongi says.

'Guess I'll join'.