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"Jimin, for goodness sake, just go. If I have to listen to you whining for another minute I am going to go on the tallest roller coaster unbuckle my seat belt and jump. And then you will have to tell my mother why I did what I did."
Jimin sighed. Sometimes he regrets picking this absolute drama queen for his platonic soul mate when they were babies.
If he could go back he'd hit baby Jimins bottom and just say as sternly as he could (which is probably not stern at all cause yknow... babies are cute as fuck) 'no baby Jimin, do not choose this other baby as a companion.
"Hyung, just fucking go. Heres a packet of tissues I got from the shop. Rub it down and just sit on it."
Jungkooks voice was heard over his own thoughts and Jimin couldnt help but sigh once again. He didn't want to!
Taehyung could obviously see what Jimins response was going to be and obviously he didn't like it.
"Fine then Chim! Fucking pee yourself. If that's better than sitting on a portable toilet then just fucking do it!"
Jimin gasped, Tae's voice was way too loud and although Jimin had problems he was prideful and no random strangers should be hearing this conversation.
"God damn it okay! Just stay right fucking here and ill be back. I've been practicing my squats lately anyways."
He grabbed the tissues out of Jungkooks hand and stormed away. Jimin knew he was just being over the top but he really did not want to put his beautiful ass on something that probably had about 500 billion germs on it that came off ugly asses. But he needed to go. And they weren't going home for another couple of hours.
Why the fuck did he accept all the milkshakes those traitors gave him.
Around 5 minutes later he was in one of the individual cubicles and he locked the grimy looking lock. Jungkooks tissues were placed very carefully down and Jimin very carefully did his business. It was an embarrassing moment but he had done it.
Washing his hands in the very obviously unused sink he tried not too think about all the disgusting beings he shared the planet with and focused on the fact that he knew his two best friends will have fucked off somewhere and when he leaves this place he's going to have to play a very frustrating game of hide and seek.
He grimaced to himself and unlocked the door.
Wait a minute.
Trying again he tried to pull the lock over to the other side that would let him get to his freedom but it wasn't even budging a little. Jimin could feel his fingers stinging from gripping the metal and his face was starting to heat up from the slow realisation that he was... stuck.
He didn't even have a bp machine and he new his blood pressure was raising like fucking smoke from a fire.
Jimin kept trying to move the lock and after around a minute he could tell that his thumb had started to bleed. But that didn't matter. What mattered was that he was irrecoverably stuck in the stingy disgusting toilet.
He was going to kill those two. He was going to kill his phone provider because of the stupid ass low battery. Jimin wiped the sweat off of his forehead and then did the only thing he could think of.
"Help! I'm stuck in here!"
His voice croaked a little at the end but even if he ends up losing his voice for a couple of days it would be absolutely better than being stuck in here any longer.
"Please help me!"
"Please!"
His screams went on for about 2 minutes before Jimin had to lean on the wall, his breathing starting to lag and his chest rising and falling very quickly.
"Em, hello?"
The voice of someone, probably an angel, sounded through the stupid toilet walls.
Immediately he got up and ran to the door.
"Hello?! Help me the lock isn't working and it's gross in here and I don't want to die in a toilet! Think of the message on the gravestone!"
A laugh entered the small room and Jimin furrowed his eyebrows. This was not a laughing matter! His life was literally on the line!
"Hey stop laughing! I could really die in here get me out please!"
The laughing didn't cease but the voice agreed with Jimin.
"Okay, your going to have to stand away from the door, if the locks broken from the inside there's no way to unlock it from the outside so the only choice is to deface public property and kick in the door."
Jimin nodded his head along with the other man even though he realised he wouldn't be able to see. He just wanted out. He'll he would 'deface' the whole amusement Park just to be let out of this horrible place.
"I'm all aboard with that plan so please. Break it down!"
Finally he was going to be free.
Jimin could hear the first kick hitting the middle of the door. Then the second. Then the third. At the fourth kick the mans voice sounded again and Jimin felt like he could just flush himself down the toilet. He would fit, he's small enough. And he can hold his breath for over two minutes. Surely that would be enough time.
"Okay. Bad plan. My leg is about to fall off and I realise how stupid this was because I don't even go to the gym."
Jimin groaned and squeezed his fist. Seriously?
"Are you serious dude?"
"Well if your that big and mighty why don't you try kicking it down from your side?"
The mans voice was smug and Jimin had a vision of a mans face in his head just rolling his eyes at him. If he could kick the door down he would've done that.
"I would've done that already but I'm not a ten year old who watches crime shows and thinks that kicking down a door is easy fucking peasy."
Silence ensued after he finished speaking and Jimin then grew seriously frightened that he had actually cause the man to leave with his comment. Tae always said his mouth would get him into trouble, they just always thought it would be a girlfriend or boyfriend of his one nightstand would burst in while he was giving a blow job or something.
"Say sorry."
What.
What.
Jimin scoffed and leaned against the dirty wall once again. Secretly he was relieved as fuck that the man hadn't left him but apologise? Never.
"No. I was only speaking the truth. Now stop being a child and get me some help."
He knew he was pushing the wrong buttons but the last thing that he needed was to have to apologise to a stranger because said stranger wasn't competent enough in opening the door.
"Not until you apologise to me. And I seem to think that you're the one being a child."
A small scream left Jimins throat and he wanted so much to bang his head off the wall.
"Fine. I am sorry. Could you please open this door?"
"I will phone the helpline I suppose. Since you edged out that really shitty apology."
The stuck man took a deep breath and just thanked whoever was watching over him, weather it be a bird or a ghost, that something was finally going to get him out of here.
Jimin heard the one sided conversation that the other man was having outside the door and hoped that something quick and good was coming out of it. Although he had to admit that the man's voice was very nice to listen to if he wasn't insulting and making Jimin apologise for stupid things.
"They will be twenty minutes. Apparently its not the first time today this has happened and a poster shouldve been on the door- aha. Found it. 'Out of use'."
Jimin frowned. Of fucking course he would pick the only toilet that was out of use. At least it was just the door at this point. He didn't want to imagine if it was out of use because of toilet issues. That made him shudder.
Silence ensued.
"So uh, want to tell me your name toilet man?"
The voice was straightforward but amused. And to be really honest Jimin was not a fan of that nickname.
"Its Jimin, and can't you use a better nickname than toilet man? I have my reputation to uphold."
The man laughed and Jimin could hear the moving around and considering his voice sounded lower than before he must have sat down.
"Well Jimin, I'm Yoongi. So what nickname would you prefer then? Potty man? Babe? Chick? Sweetheart?"
Jimin could finally feel a small smile start from his mouth and considering the situation that was a lot to say.
"Well no to most of that but if you want to call me babe to try and stroke your ego a bit then go ahead, ill definitely let you since you've found me some help."
Jimin himself sat down and even though he was grossed out and what he could rationally be sitting on he wanted to speak to Yoongi a bit more and at least try to relax himself.
"Well babe, are you here alone in an attempt to find love? Because I say its been a success."
"Hah you've figured me out very quickly Yoongi ssi. It's like you can see into my mind."
Their laughters joined together and the atmosphere was lighter.
"So seriously, where are you friends or partner that you've been here now for about 20 minutes and they haven't come to find you?"
Jimin agrees. Its been that long that douche one and douche two should have really try to come and find him. But he suspects they are either on a ride or Taehyungs taking a ride on Jungkooks dick.
"My soulmates probably fucking my best friend so I assume that's why they've forgotten about me."
He could hear the collect gasp at his sentance and Jimin smirked.
"What are you even saying? Your partner is fucking your friend? And you're okay with this?"
"Well yeah they are together. I mean now its actually a pain in the ass but when they started to go out around a year ago it was really sweet. Tae, my soulmate i mentioned, would always try and bake or cook things for Kookie, even though I wouldn't let him cook anything for even the fucking devil."
A small and forced laugh was let out of Yoongis mouth.
"You're really confusing babe do you know that?"
"I know."
Jimin stretched his small ish legs and he could hear Yoongis collective breaths behind him. He wanted to know more about this strange man that had become his saviour.
"So. Who are you here with?"
Yoongi laughed.
"Well im definitely not here with my soul mate and my best friend who are subsequently fucking."
Jimin grinned and chuckled.
"No I don't suppose we would be that alike do you Yoongi?"
Jimin smiled at the door.
"I'm here with my two friends and my manager. Apparently the best way to stop getting in arguments is to spend the day at a place were falling to your death from 400 ft is a common occurrence."
Yoongi's voice was soft but also slightly annoyed.
"Do you not like heights then my dear Yoongi ssi?"
"How could you tell babe? No I do not. I mean i can ride like the small ones but anything were I can look down and see everyone as bacteria then yeah thats not for me."
They both snickered and Yoongi continued. "My manager is really only here so he can try and get with Joon anyways so me and Seok are just along for the 'trying to get into Joon's pants' ride anyways."
Jimin nodded, again forgetting that there is literally a door between them.
"So, you're not here with a partner either?"
Why his voice came out into the open with so much hope tinged in it he didn't know. For god sake he hadn't even seen the boys face yet.
"Of course not babe. I wouldn't cheat on you in such a way."
Jimin smirked, his face growing a little (a lot) red. He could hear the other man suddenly fumble around and as he was curious like a school girl he asked what he was doing.
"Well i don't know how much longer we are gonna be here so I've brought out the notepad I carry around all the time and im going to draw you Jimin, but as a dog. But like a cute cartoon dog. With chubby cheeks and probably wearing something bright."
Jimin didn't even know what to say but he continued to listen to the strokes of the pen/pencil on the paper.
....
Around 20 minutes passed and the two men shared stories and laughter with each other. Jimin could honestly say that was the first time he had felt so giddy in years. This Yoongi definitely knew how to make him smile.
Suddenly an older man's voice entered the scene and Jimin realised the maintenance person was here to save him.
"Hello sir! Im just going to use a screwdriver and get this lock unhinged and well get you out."
A couple minutes passed by as Jimin listened to the man diveying open the lock. He was going to absolutely kill his two friends very slowly, and possibly murder them with something toliet related.
Finally, the horrible black door was wedged open and the older man that had came to his rescue with his screwdriver smiled softly at him.
"Sorry about that son, the sign mustve fell off. If you report to the front desk im sure one of the staff there will give you something for your trouble."
Jimin smiled, this man reminded him of his old grandpa.
"Really there isn't any need im just glad to be out. Thank you mister."
The man smiled and stepped aside to let him pass and suddenly Jimin met Yoongi. But there was something not right. This couldnt have been the man that he had been talking to through the cubicle for the last 30 minutes. There was just no way.
But the man smirked at Jimin and he could see the way his eyes started dragging themselves down Jimins body and for once the boy was glad that he, as his mum put it, 'dressed like a stripper'. And he definitely did not try and flex his thighs when he realised what Yoongis eyes stopped on. Those gucci leather trousers were a birthday gift from Tae last year and suddenly the urge to kill him was a lot lower.
"Well babe, its finally nice to put a body to your voice and must i say, i am not disappointed in the absolute slightest. I shouldve known such a brat would have the goods to go along with it."
Yoongi grinned and Jimin could see his gums peek out and as Jimin started to glare at the offending words he gave himself some time to admire the man in front of him.
It wasnt like he actually had to because he knew this face. He knew this body. It had just never been only 1 metre in front of him before. The boys silver hair was flung back in a headband and Jimin just wanted to cry.
Fucking Min Yoongi, a member of one of the most popular bands in the world, golden rapper with a tongue like fire, had helped Park Jimin out of a toilet.
"If you want to take a picture it would last longer, or you could give me your number and we could facetime and ill give you time to really appreciate my body babe."
Jimin didn't even know how to retaliate anymore. His tongue and voice had apparently abandoned him and all he could physically do was nod.
At the next moment Yoongi was up in his face, the both of them with only a couple centimeters difference and Jimin could feel the rappers breath on his lips. A hand was suddenly grasping his own and a device was placed in it.
"Give me your number Jiminie."
Without even really thinking he did what he was told and willed himself to be calm and not do anything stupid. Which Jimin would end up usually doing. He continued his dumb but pretty act until he felt a hand gripping his backside. Yoongi was putting something in his back pocket but had also decided to use his long and definitely skilled fingers to grab a handful of Jimin at the same time.
"That is a thank you for making my day better and I will give you call after I get home. You better go find your Tae and kookie."
Yoongi winked at Jimin and as he started to walk away he turned around and pursed his lips, a silent kiss being thrown his way and goddammit it. Jimins going to end up having to go to the doctors after this because all of this stress and excitement can't have been good for his body. But still he silently watched the man walk away, the leather jacket shimmering in the sun.
He had to take a few deep breathes before he even thought about going back to the two traitors.
Finally he brought his hand to his back pocket and picked out an object.
He just laughed.
That mother fucker had put that fucking drawing in his pocket.
....
"Jimin, we said we were sorry! Please forgive us."
The three boys were back at their flat, Jimin was lying on the couch in his shorts and a large tshirt about tk go to bed considering he had been listening silently to the other two apologising for about 5 hours now.
It was now around 1130pm and they were still badgering on. And still no message from Yoongi. Which obviously they were not told about. Even though Taehyung was probably the biggest fan that Yoongi actually had.
"I said its fine. Also I'm going to bed."
The other two just groaned.
"See that means in Chim language it definitely is not fine! Just you wait Park Jimin, we shall get you to forgive us for leaving you locked in a toilet."
Taehyung started to do some very dramatic thinking poses while Jungkook got his phone out and started to take pictures of him. Why was he even friends with them?
Oh yeah.
Baby Jimin.
Anyways. Jimin stalked back to his room, his phone had been in charge since they got back and he couldn't help but ponder if Yoongi really was going to message him. To be fair Jimin did at some point tell himself that this was all a dream, however would he be that nice to himself in dream world that he would conjure up his favourite rapper actually flirting with him? He doesn't think so.
So here he is, lying on his bed, the TV on for some background noise, and waiting for his phone to ping.
The minutes go on and it turns into an hour, the new day has arrived and Jimin is still, quite scarily, staring at his ceiling. He tried to go to sleep but the thought of missing something from the Min Yoongi was incomprehensible. So here he was.
It took another four minutes for his phone to finally go off and as it did he rushed up to pick it off of the table, why he didn't lie it on his bed is beyond him but whatever.
The caller I.d was unknown and Jimins heart rate spiked.
"H-hello?"
"Hello is this Jimin I have the pleasure of speaking with? Well it better be because if this kid put a fake number in im gonna be really fucking pissed."
All Jimin could do was laugh. His giggles vibrated through the phone and it was almost like he could hear the other man's gummy smile in response.
"So. I'll just come out with it. I told the other guys what happened and they all are telling me to go with my instincts. So Jimin, babe, its almost one in the morning, but would you like to come out with me and we can go on our first date?"
The younger couldnt believe what was happening. But all he could do was smile, his face brightened up and immediately he jumped off his bed to pull on his converse, damn getting changed.
"Is that a yes? All I hear is fumbling around Jiminie."
"Yes its a yes Yoongi hyung. But are you sure you wanna date me?"
On the other side of the call Yoongi was smiling. In a soft voice he spoke.
"You have no idea the impact you had on me and I hadn't even seen you yet. Stop putting yourself down and come and eat late night food with me you brat."
The phonecall ended soon afterwards and as Jimin was rushing out of the house he heard Taehyung screaming after him. Something about not leaving to go get eaten and they are sorry they left him in the toilet bowl. Jimin knew this was always going to be brought up.
The boys met up and they had a really good time. Jimin was coming round to the fact that Min Yoongi did find him attractive and is out on a date with him. The date went on for a couple of hours and within the hours they ate around 10 meals each, and danced around in the rain. The first time they kissed, Jimin let out a moan which then made him hide away behind a tree for around 5 minutes before Yoongi coaxed him back out.
"Jimin?"
The man turned around and smiled at him.
"Yeah?"
Yoongi smiled and took a step towards him, his hands cupping around Jimins smaller ones.
"I'm glad you got stuck in that toilet."
The younger shot a glare to the others face but immediately turned it around and grinned. His hand squeezing the others, their bodies now pressed together.
"Me too."