Kumamon | yoonmin

7th Day

"So, what's your name? I'm curious, I want to know what to call the person I've been venting to for the past six days something other than 'Kumamon mascot' no matter how nice that sounds."

Jimin is staying steady in his position, not faltering even once to Yoongi's efforts. He isn't going to lose the only job that pays right now for this.

"What's your favourite food, Kumamon mascot?" Yoongi asks, and then thinks of the most disgusting food he can at the moment, "Cow guts?"

Jimin scrunches his nose, but doesn't fall for it.

Yoongi knows that isn't the answer, but he wants to make the other speak so badly.

"You know silence means yes, right?"

Jimin shakes his head and doesn't say anything. Yoongi keeps asking random questions and doesn't succeed at all in making Jimin talk. After many failed attempts, he hears Yoongi hum, sounding like he is thinking.

"So, is your day job a mascot and night job a stripper?"

Face flushing, Jimin yells out a 'no' without thinking. Yoongi, holding a smug smile, chuckles.

"Yes! I made you speak!" He iterated his achievement before saying, "I was just kidding about that, thought," referring to the thing about being a stripper at night.

When he hears the lack of Jimin's voice again, he sighs. "Hey, no one's around other than us. It'll be fine, I'll tell you if someone's close-by."

After a long pause, Jimin finally gives in.

"Okay."

A satisfied smile on his face, Yoongi says, "So, what's your name?"

Shyly, Jimin answers. "Park Jimin."

Noting the name in his head, Yoongi added, "That name suits your voice."

"What is that supposed to mean?" Jimin muttered, just loud enough for Yoongi to hear, making the other laugh out loud.

"What year were you born in?" Yoongi asks, curious to see if this adorable sounding boy is older than him. He doubted it.

"1995."

With a giddy smile, Yoongi replies with, "So, I'm your hyung!"

"...Really?" Jimin responds, not really knowing how else to.

"Born in 1993," Yoongi clarifies. "So, older than you by two years. Call me hyung."

Nodding, Jimin tests it out. "Hyung. Yoongi hyung."

Grinning widely, Yoongi nodded. "Just like that."

"Why are you so excited in me calling you hyung?" Jimin jokingly asks making Yoongi bark out a laugh.

"Just sounds cute. Anyways, what is your favourite food, hm? Hopefully, it isn't cow guts, is it?"

"No, no, oh my god. It's not!" Jimin replies, a breathy giggle at the end of his sentence. "Meat. Like chicken and beef and such, not like guts," he clarifies, not resisting to let out a laugh.

Yoongi nods, a soft laugh leaving his lips, "Mine too. I love meat."

Then, Jimin notices the time, "Don't you have to go by now?"

Eyes landing on his watch, Yoongi curses under his breath. "You're right. Well, I'm off. See you tomorrow?"

Waving at Yoongi, Jimin replies, heart feeling a little giddy.

"See you tomorrow."