jimin sighed.
he sat on the edge of the bed, staring at his closet with confusion and annoyance clearly visible in his eyes, looking for something to wear is quite tiring.
"you done yet?"
the omega looked at the door frame where yoongi was leaning, his hair and his clothes were fixed.
too bad his personality wasn't.
jimin shook his head and turned his attention back to his closet. "i have nothing to wear."
"what the f**k?" yoongi stepped into the room and walked towards his mate's closet.
silence filled the atmosphere as he stared at the stack of clothes at the bottom, the other pieces of cloth in a hanger above it, and the amount of iconic socks inside.
he looked at jimin who had a pout on his face.
"b***h, really?"
jimin looked up at the alpha and titled his head innocently. "h
