@minjiiminie: yoonmin au—yoongi and jimin ...

yoonmin au—

yoongi and jimin are roommates, and there is a small rivalry going on between them. jimin’s friends have a rock band, and yoongi has one too, and the bands hate each other. however, when yoongi brings groupies to an afterparty in their apartment, jimin gets jealous.

> rivals to lovers, but they mostly pretend not to like each other when they actually do. jimin is yoongi’s favorite voice. jealous jimin.
> mature scenes
> this is a commission out of my drafts. it’s an original idea, and the commissioner picked it up for me to finish writing.

When Yoongi and Jimin started living together, everything was great. They got along, had chemistry, similar interests, they respected each other and their spaces. Jimin would even consider them friends.

But the good only lasted some months, and after that, the terrible started.

Taehyung and Jimin are doing their make-up in Jimin's room, but a drumming sound coming from next door is so loud, it forces Taehyung to ruin his eyeliner.

"I'll kill him," Taehyung says, and it's not the first time he's communicated having those wishes about Jimin's roommate.

"Does he really have to play the drums right now?"

"He plays the drums whenever he wants," Jimin grits. There was a time where Jimin enjoyed listening to Yoongi play the many instruments he owns. He's good at it, but now Jimin finds everything that Yoongi does annoying.

Taehyung drags himself to the wall, and he knocks loudly next to the many Polaroids Jimin has pasted of them by the mirror. "Shut the fuck up, Min Yoongi!" He yells.

A brief silence conquers the small room until Jimin can hear laughter. And then the drums start again.

Taehyung, and his ruined eyeliner, glare at Jimin. "Why haven't you moved yet?"

"I'm searching for a cheaper place, but this is the best. If you ignore Yoongi, it's almost as if he isn't here," Jimin mumbles.

"How can I ignore that?" Taehyung raises his voice over the drums.

"He's so annoying," Taehyung whispers before grabbing the makeup remover. "Yoongi and Namjoon, Yeeun and Yubin- they are all annoying, but most importantly, Seokjin. He's the worse."

Jimin grabs a black tank top and throws it on while hearing the same rant for the 100th time.

Seokjin was Taehyung's neighbor many years ago, and he was the vocalist and guitarist of Without You, a rock band Seokjin and his boyfriend created when they were in high school. Taehyung was their drummer. And they were good.

But then, Seokjin and Hoseok broke up.

Seokjin moved to a different town, the band split, Hoseok was heartbroken, Taehyung and Sieun -the other band members- were upset. It wasn't pretty. But Jimin wasn't there when all that happened; he met Taehyung years later when Taehyung finished college and moved towns too.

Jimin and Taehyung became friends while working at a convenience store as cashiers. Jimin encouraged him to get his band back together -without Seokjin, of course- because he clearly missed it.

Now Without You is a band again but in searching for a new name and a vocalist.

Jimin became close friends with Hoseok and Sieun soon after Taehyung convinced them to get back together.

The only former member of Without You that Jimin hasn't seen much is Seokjin, and in fact, the first time Jimin met him, it wasn't through Taehyung but through Yoongi.

Because even after Jimin told his roommate all the story behind Without You during a drunken night, Yoongi went and auditioned to become the drummer of Reverse, the band Seokjin joined after dumping Hoseok and the rest of Without You. And he got it because he's a good musician.

But he's a shitty person because even after Jimin told him how Seokjin had betrayed his friends, Yoongi joined his stupid rock band.

And as simple as that, the few months of peace while living with Yoongi crumbled because he joined the dark side. He wanted to join the dark side.

"I was going to audition even before you told me about their drama! I wasn't going to cancel an audition just because your friends had a fight with Seokjin in high school! It's been years!" Jimin still remembers when Yoongi tried to defend himself when Jimin confronted him.

"They were about to sign a deal when their drummer stepped back, it's a perfect opportunity, plus their composer is my friend!"

And Jimin gasped. "So now you're a member of Reverse because of connections!"

"You're so petty! What does that mean?"

"What do you think?"

"Instead of worrying about how I got into a band, you should worry about your friends finding a vocalist; otherwise, the only thing they'll be doing is moping around about Seokjin."

"Don't talk like that about them!"

"Well, you can't talk badly about my band either."

"My friends hate Seokjin, and I hate him too. So, I'll be talking shit about your band all I want! Because why did you have to join the band my friends have a beef with specifically? Out of all of the bands that you could find?"

"Are you really upset over this? Are you fifteen?"

"I'm loyal to my friends."

"If you think loyalty is being immature about the past, then I don't know what I can tell you."

"Just don't bring them here, or let me know when you will, so I can leave."

Yoongi didn't let Jimin know when he brought his new band to the apartment.

Jimin acted civil when he met Seokjin, and he had to smile when Seokjin stopped him from hiding and said, "Yoongi told me you're friends with Sieun, Tae, and Seok."

"Yes, they're my friends."

"How are they?"

Yoongi didn't meet Jimin's eyes when he said they were doing well.

To make matters worse, Reverse is doing fantastic while Taehyung is still looking for a replacement. But Jimin hopes Without You surpasses Reverse and becomes more popular and successful. As their biggest fan, he's always rooting for Without You and wishing the worse for Reverse.

When Taehyung and Jimin walk out of Jimin's room, Yoongi scratches his tummy while preparing milk and cereal. He puts the cereal first, and Jimin hates it.

"Your cereal is soggy," Jimin says.

Yoongi fixes his black tee and smirks at the best friends. "I like soggy cereal."

"You're disgusting," Jimin grits and locks his bedroom door.

"Where are you going, all dolled-up?" Yoongi supports himself on the counter and watches Jimin up and down while stuffing himself with spoons of soggy cereal. Taehyung doesn't utter a word, just walks to the entrance.

"A gig?" Yoongi guesses correctly. "Are you still looking for a vocalist?" Taehyung doesn't reply, and Yoongi munches loudly before saying. "You should just make Jimin sing your songs; he's a great singer."

"Stop teasing," Jimin says before putting his boots at the door.

"I'm not," Yoongi says. Jimin glares at him, and Yoongi goes quiet.

During the months of peace, when Jimin found out Yoongi was a musician, he told him he loved singing, but he was insecure about it. Yoongi asked Jimin to sing for him, and after hearing him, he just went quiet.

Jimin knows the praise he heard after that minute of awkwardness was fake. Yoongi was nice enough not to say Jimin had a weird voice back then, but now, Yoongi teases Jimin about his insecurity just because they don't get along.

"Not teasing," Yoongi repeats under his breath.

Jimin doesn't reply; he glances at Yoongi one last time before grabbing his jean jacket. "You have a milk stain in your sweatpants." When Yoongi looks down, Taehyung snorts. "Bye! I'll be late."

"Good luck with your vocalist," Yoongi adds with irony before Jimin closes the door.

Taehyung rubs his arms outside the building, trying to find warmth as they wait for a cab. "Why were you staring at his crotch?"

"What?"

"I hadn't seen that stain until you pointed it out. You were staring at Yoongi's crotch."

Jimin opens his mouth but doesn't say anything.

"I was not doing that," Jimin mumbles after an awkward silence. "What's your problem?"

"Just don't fuck the enemy," Taehyung jokes.

"We've had this same conversation a million times, Tae. That's not happening."

"Umh, I just remembered what you used to say about him before."

"That was before Reverse. Before," Jimin emphasizes the keyword. Taehyung hums, and that's the last thing they say about Yoongi. As soon as they enter the cab, they talk about the bands they're going to see tonight, and for the following hours, Jimin forgets about his roommate.

He forgets Yoongi and has fun with Taehyung.

As Jimin had told Taehyung earlier, Yoongi is easy to ignore. They live together, but they barely see each other, and they don't talk except for the necessary. But of course, there are days where Yoongi is impossible to ignore.

A week later, when it's Jimin's turn to put cereal on his milk one Friday night, he hears a low voice behind him. "Your cereal is dry."

Jimin rolls his eyes before turning around, and he finds Yoongi closing his door- a black silk shirt tucked inside tight black jeans.

"Where are you going, all dolled-up?" Jimin mimics Yoongi's question from last time. Yoongi's dusty blond hair is visible under a black cap.

"We have a show tonight."

"Aren't you late?"

"I am," Yoongi says while heading to the entrance to crouch and put on some black sneakers.

"You seem too calm for someone who is running late for his show."

Yoongi does double knots when tying his shoes because he's a loser. "Groupies are waiting outside the venue for us, so Seokjin hyung told me to get there late and surprise the fans." Jimin snorts.

Jimin can't believe they have fans. Taehyung, Hoseok, and Sieun deserve fans, not Yoongi. "Don't look so full of yourself; I bet they are there for Yubin and Yeeun. Musician girls are hot."

"Agree," Yoongi mumbles before grabbing his -no one is surprised- black coat.

Jimin glances at Yoongi's chest, the first three buttons of his shirt are open, and that's a lot of pale skin on display. "Use another button, you look desperate, and that's not sexy," Jimin says before grabbing his cereal and heading to his room.

A scoff. "I'll come back late!"

Yoongi returns to the apartment late at night as he said he would, but he doesn't go into his room. Instead, Jimin hears music, chatter, laughter, glasses tinkling, cabinets opening.

Jimin opens his eyes because it's impossible to go back to sleep after the noise wakes him up.

Jimin will kill him.

There's no doubt Yoongi is throwing a party, and he didn't say anything to Jimin- he didn't even mention it. Most likely because Jimin would say not to bring his silly band to their house, but he should have told Jimin. Yoongi is such a pain in the ass.

Jimin stands up, threads a hand through his dark blue hair, trying to tame it, and then grabs an oversized shirt not to walk outside shirtless. He's going to scold Yoongi in front of his friends, and hopefully, he'll be so embarrassed he won't pull this shit again.

But when Jimin walks outside, he sees something in the small living room that forces him to halt. Yoongi is laughing on the couch, with one leg thrown over the coffee table, and next to him, a stranger is pressed to his side, with Yoongi's arm perched around his shoulders.

Yoongi has ditched his black cap, and his hair looks messy, but most importantly, he's sipping from a bottle of beer, and he's evidently drunk considering how pink the skin on his chest has gotten. Jimin can see it because what was two open buttons is now up to five buttons.

And the stranger next to him is not from Reverse. In fact, they don't look like someone from a rock band if Jimin judges them by stereotypes because they're wearing a fuzzy pink sweater -almost as pink as Yoongi's flushed face- and they're staring at everything in awe.

The stranger is taller than Yoongi too, it's evident because their light blue jeans cover long legs and buffer too, but somehow, next to Yoongi, the stranger looks small.

In his sleepy haze, Jimin doesn't know if he wants to be Yoongi or the stranger next to him.

"Jimin!" A voice suddenly calls, and in front of Jimin stands a beautiful woman. It's Yeeun, the guitarist and second vocalist of Reverse. "Want to join us?"

Jimin looks away from her face and catches Yoongi's gaze from across the room. He quickly looks away. "No, thank you."

"I didn't know there was going to be a party," Jimin says loud enough for Yoongi to hear, now that he knows Yoongi is watching him.

Yeeun's shoulders drop. "Yoongi? You didn't tell him?"

Yoongi pushes some hair off his forehead. "I think I didn't," he says, and Jimin hates him.

Yoongi doesn't take his arm from around the stranger, and Jimin notices some other people he doesn't know in the living room. Another girl is sitting next to Yubin, and a third stranger is chatting with Namjoon and Seokjin. But Seokjin is looking at Jimin instead of her.

Jimin ignores him and focuses instead on the boy with the pink sweater. He looks worried at Jimin's evident anger, but he still presses his body to Yoongi's. "And who are these people?" Jimin asks loudly; maybe that'll stop him from climbing Yoongi's lap on Jimin's couch.

The pink sweater boy finally pulls away from Yoongi, and he squirms before standing up in wobbly legs- he's tipsy too. When standing, Jimin can see he is much taller than he and Yoongi. The boy bows. "I'm sorry for showing up in your house like this."

Yoongi chuckles softly.

Yoongi leans closer, supporting his elbows on his spread legs before he stretches and squeezes the boy's leg- behind his knee but dangerously higher- and mumbles, "you're so cute."

All that silly flirting instead of respecting Jimin's presence and space is making Jimin upset.

Jimin crosses his arms over his chest and takes a step closer. "Are you his fan? Reverse's fan?"

The boy with the pink sweater -and now pink cheeks- focuses on Jimin. "Uh, yes. We're all fans." He speaks for the other girls, but they're not even paying attention to Jimin.

Jimin glances at Yoongi. "You shouldn't make a move on a fan; it's wrong. You're taking advantage of how he admires you." The groupie's eyes widen, and he starts shaking his head quickly, his brown hair moving cutely with him.

Yeeun chuckles from the kitchen, and Yoongi blinks.

"Jungkook is more than a fan," Yeeun says, and she offers Jimin a drink even if he said he wasn't going to join them. Jimin accepts it nonetheless because he needs the alcohol, not to punch Yoongi in the face right now. "He's our first fan, so I'd say he's closer to a friend."

Jungkook -the groupie- gasps as the guitarist comment, and he shakes his hands around, flustered. "Oh, no, that's not true." Yoongi smiles at the fan's gesture, heart-eyes on his face, and Jimin drinks from the rum Yeeun gave him.

"First fan? But I've never seen him around."

"I don't let people inside my room so easily," Yoongi drunkenly slurs. "I couldn't bring him home so fast. Yeeun laughs, Jimin sips from the rum again, Jungkook blushes. "Plus, you know I'm the new member. Jungkook has been with Reverse longer than I."

Jungkook shakes his head.

Yoongi is teasing him too much, and Jimin doesn't like it because it's greasy and distasteful. "He's seriously our first fan," Yeeun repeats, and then she crosses the living room. They all look messy, smudged makeup and sweat, but it's an after-concert party, so Jimin gets it.

"Well, Jungkook, do you know who I am?" Jimin asks.

"Yoongi hyung's roommate, Park Jimin," Jungkook answers quickly, like a good groupie. "Hyung has told me a lot about you." At that, Yeeun breaks out in laughter, and even Namjoon stops talking to the other fan to snort-laugh.

Jimin quirks an eyebrow, confused, and Yoongi seems to sober up in record time. He stands up, and even if the drummer is ridiculously tiny next to Jungkook, he still ruffles his hair. "You should sit down now." Jungkook obeys and sits with his knees pressed together on the couch.

And then Yoongi walks up to Jimin, with his stupid black shirt that isn't covering anything. "Can you close your shirt? You're basically naked."

"I don't care?" Yoongi snorts. "I play the drums shirtless at our gigs?"

"Reason a thousand why I'm never going to your concerts."

"Let's talk," Yoongi says. Jimin sighs, and without saying a word, he walks towards Yoongi's room. Yoongi closes the door once they're inside.

"This is shitty even coming from you. I've told you so many times to let me know when they're coming over, and you still won't do it."

Inside Yoongi's room, it's dark, and the music barely filters inside. "You're supposed to tell me if you're throwing a party so I can stay over at Taehyung's," Jimin continues complaining, but suddenly, he feels Yoongi's hands on his biceps, and Jimin jumps. "What are you doing?"

"I know how you'll forgive me," Yoongi says. He's tipsy, and Jimin doesn't like it. Before Jimin can ask how, a stupid smile blooms on Yoongi's lips. "I have a vocalist for you. Well, for Taehyung- for Without You."

Jimin flicks Yoongi's hands away. "What are you saying?"

"Jimin, Jimin, listen to me. Jungkook-" Yoongi points outside with his thumbs. "He's an awesome singer. He just needs to find his style, but you and Taehyung could help him with that, and he has the voice already. He plays the drums and guitar too; he's what you need."

Jimin doesn't understand why they're talking about this. "Is he staying over for the night with you?"

"What? No," Yoongi shakes his head. "I'm just saying he's an awesome singer. You should tell Taehyung; he'll love Jungkook."

"Why are you acting as if you cared?"

"I mean, I'm sure Jungkook would love to be a band."

So that's it. It's about the groupie, not about Without You. Jimin is still sleepy; for a second, he thought Yoongi wanted to help him. "Well, good for him. He can audition for one."

"For your friend's band."

Jimin shakes his head. He wants to yell at Yoongi about his party, but somehow they've ended talking about this. "You have to listen to him sing; he's unreal," Yoongi continues, but Jimin feels strange with each word coming out of his soft-looking lips. "He's so talented."

"I love his voice, the best I've heard in a while. As a musician, I'm telling you, he could be your guy."

Somehow, the sincerity in his drunk voice makes Jimin feel even odder than he was when he saw Yoongi and Jungkook pressed together outside. Somehow, he thinks he's jealous.

"You're drunk, and I don't like talking to drunk people," Jimin says. Yoongi stares at him unmoving, but he follows Jimin with his gaze when Jimin walks past him, knocking his shoulder. Then, before opening the door, Jimin sighs. "Don't make parties here without telling me."

"Is that all?" Yoongi asks. Jimin looks over his shoulder. "Not going to yell at me some more?" If Yoongi hadn't brought over his groupies and hadn't mentioned Jungkook's unique voice, then perhaps Jimin would be in the mood to scold Yoongi, but now he just wants to crawl in bed.

"You want me to yell at you?" Jimin snorts when Yoongi shrugs. "Just try to keep quiet because I want to sleep. And I'll get back at you for this too. This was shitty.'"

"Alright," Yoongi nods. And Jimin wants to leave, but he can't do it before stepping closer to Yoongi.

Yoongi seems surprised when Jimin stops so close their foreheads would be brushing if any of them took a step closer. Then, without glancing at Yoongi's eyes, Jimin starts working on the buttons of his shirt, closing them until only two are open. "You'll thank me later."

"You look messy, and when you're sober, you'll regret it," Jimin explains his actions, and then he puts his hand on Yoongi's chest, glad the skin isn't visible anymore, but his fingers still grace it. Yoongi licks his lips, and Jimin lets go of him as if his skin was burning.

Jimin doesn't move even if he shouldn't, but he feels like there's something else to add. "Don't fuck your groupie; it would be wrong. And if you do, I'll make a thread on Twitter so people will cancel you and Reverse."

Yoongi laughs. "I won't fuck anyone, Jimin."

"Okay."

Finally, Jimin steps back. He doesn't look at Yoongi again before leaving the room. He doesn't glance at Reverse or their groups again, but he feels Jungkook's and Seokjin's eyes on him when Jimin closes the door of his room.

He should really start searching for a new place.

Jimin tries to ignore the ugly feeling on his chest, the image of Yoongi and Jungkook on the couch, Yoongi's words about Jungkook's voice, and he covers himself with his blankets, hoping for the thin fabric to filter the laughter coming from the living room of his apartment.

In the morning, Jimin finds breakfast ready for him. It looks like take-out because Jimin is sure he and Yoongi never buy such expensive bread. There's a post-it next to it that says 'sorry for causing you trouble yesterday.' Jimin crumbles the paper and throws it into the trash.

The food is good, and Jimin thinks he could forgive Yoongi for the night, but the moment he steps out of the shower, he sees someone in the living room -the groupie- and Jimin's anger returns to his body.

"What are you doing here?" Jimin asks, and Jungkook squeaks.

He stands up quickly. Jungkook still wears his pink sweater, but Jimin sees that underneath he's using a blank tank top -and it looks like Yoongi's- so Jimin is coming up with the post he'll write to expose Yoongi for taking advantage of a fan.

"I'm waiting for Yoongi hyung."

"The party ended yesterday," Jimin says.

"Yes, but I live in a different town, and Yoong hyung didn't want me to go alone to an Inn because he said it was dangerous, and he said he was going to drive me to the bus station today."

"Wow, he's so nice," Jimin talks ironically.

Jungkook pulls at the sleeves of his fuzzy pink sweater, blinking his pretty eyes at Jimin. "I like your tattoo."

Jimin is shirtless from the shower, so the tattoo on his ribs is visible. "Thank you."

Before Jimin can ask him where's Yoongi, Jungkook says. "I want tattoos too."

"Yeah?" Jimin puts his hands in his black sweatpants pockets.

"I already have some," Jungkook says, and he pulls up the sleeves of his fuzzy sweater to show Jimin three black lines and a skeleton hand on his arm. The contrast between the tattoos and his clothes is endearing.

"I want more; I think I want to cover my arm." Jimin's eyes widen, surprised by the comment because he didn't expect the groupie to like that. "But I'm not sure yet."

"That'd look cool," Jimin admits. And then Jungkook starts listing all the tattoos he'd like to have.

Jimin doesn't move; he can't bring himself to because Jugkook is too cute. He only hums after every comment and ruffles his wet hair from time to time. And then suddenly, the entrance door opens, and Yoongi enters the apartment. Jungkook and Jimin turn to see him, and he freezes.

After glancing among them, Yoongi talks to Jungkook, "why aren't you in my room?" Jungkook gulps, but Yoongi doesn't wait for an answer before turning to Jimin. "Why are you naked?" Jimin rolls his eyes, but Yoongi points at the towel hanging around his neck before he can speak.

"You're staining my white towels with blue hair dye."

"Yes, I did it on purpose," Jimin deadpans, and he grabs the end of the towel to dry his hair, showing how little he cares. "You deserve it."

Yoongi sighs, ignoring the bait, and Jimin frowns. "Are you ready to go, bun?"

Jungkook nods rapidly and grabs his backpack. "Bun?" Jimin asks under his breath because he's in disbelief.

"Jimin, I'll be back later," Yoongi speaks calmly.

"It was nice to meet you, Jimin ssi," Jungkook speaks loudly, and he bows at Jimin before following Yoongi outside.

After Yoongi and Jungkook leave Jimin alone, Jimin stomps inside his room. He grabs his phone and calls Taehyung because he's too angry to just text. "I hate Yoongi so much," Jimin starts before Taehyung can say hi.

"Wow, what did he do now?"

"Let's meet up to talk."

When Jimin arrives at Tahyung's and Sieun's place, Hoseok is also there. "Hey everyone," Jimin says while taking off his jacket. Taehyung and Sieun are cuddling on the couch while Hoseok works on something on his laptop.

"Time to trash talk Reverse, yey," Taehyung cheers.

Sieun untangles from Taehyung's embrace and hugs Jimin when she greets him. "Do you want something to drink?"

"Anything is fine, thank you." Jimin takes her spot on the couch and throws himself to Taehyung's chest. Hoseok smiles softly when his eyes meet Jimin's.

Jimin tells them about the after-party and about the fans. He rants about how wrong it is to lead on fans that way, and Sieun and Taehyung agree from time to time. And finally, Jimin reaches the worse part. "And then, Yoongi told me that his groupie could be your vocalist."

Taehyung snorts. "Yoongi offered you a groupie as a band member? Is that what he thinks of us?"

Jimin makes himself small. "Well, he said his groupie was the best. That he had the greatest voice ever."

"Who cares? How can there be a member of Without You who likes Reverse?"

"He wouldn't get along with us," Taehyung says. "I bet Yoongi only said to bother you as usual."

"I thought so too," Jimin grumbles before hugging Taehyung tighter.

But after taking a long sip of her tea, Sieun wonders. "But is the fan good? Did you hear him sing?"

"Huh?" Jimin blinks at her.

The bassist toys with her pink braids. "I mean, I don't see why Yoongi would lie about him being a good singer? Plus, Yoongi knows what he talks about when it comes to music. We're looking for vocalists, and we could try him out if he wants."

Taehyung and Jimin fall quiet.

Hoseok coughs before he says. "I think Sieun is right; we could meet up with him. There's nothing to lose. Because we can afford to be picky when we haven't been able to play anywhere for months just because we don't have a vocalist."

Jimin knows Hoseok and Sieun are demotivated for the band, and he understands they are desperate enough to try out Yoongi's recommendation. But it makes Jimin feel odd that they're considering Yoongi's groupie just because Jimin would rather not see the pretty boy again.

But Without You's success is more important than that. "I could get his number, and we could arrange an audition." Taehyung glances among his friends in silence. "But, if he tries out, I want to try out too," Jimin decides impulsively.

Taehyung, Sieun and Hoseok all freeze.

Jimin scratches his neck, feeling awkward under his friends' gaze. Sieun only blinks, seemingly speechless, and Taehyung's mouth falls open. "What's this change of heart?" Hoseok is the first to ask.

"You don't need to audition!" Taehyung yells, and he searches for Jimin's eyes.

"You-" Taehyung gestures at Jimin's face and looks between Sieun and Hoseok.

"Jimin, we'd love for you to be our vocalist! But you told us you weren't interested, so we never brought it up again," Sieun adds. "If you want to do it, then we don't need anyone else."

Jimin looks around the room, feeling stuffy all of a sudden. Why did he say that he wanted to audition too? Jimin doesn't even know where that wish came from, other than wanting to compete with Jungkook somehow.

"Do you want to do it?" Hoseok asks, looking at Jimin curiously.

Now it's the time to back down, but Jimin thinks of Jungkook auditioning, and he can't bring himself to change his mind. "Well, yes, I want to try out for vocalist." Sieun and Taehyung look at each other with the silliest smiles. "But I want to try out! Not get it instantly."

"I don't want to become your vocalist just because you're my friends! I want to audition, and you guys should pick the best option."

"I already know you'll be the best option," Taehyung says before smooching Jimin's forehead wetly. Sieun laughs, and Hoseok smiles gently.

"Okay then," Hoseok says. "We'll audition Reverse's groupie and you."

Jimin bites his lower lip, nervous about what will happen. He didn't try to be Without You's vocalist before because he's not confident enough, but now Jimin wants to try. Especially against Jungkook.