Creative Writing: A Fictional Narrative

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So the man had an idea? With being so rudely awakened by the intruders, Jimin's first reaction was to grab Yoongi and hide them both, even if the position was uncomfortable for the two. Still, it saved their lives, and now all that mattered was running. "Your apartment?" Jimin yelled over the storm, and Yoongi nodded before continuing to drag him along, the sounds of gunshots and yells lost in the storm's scream. Diligently soaked through all his clothing, the two of them continued to make their way through the storm. Arriving at the apartment, Yoongi looked at Jimin, who stared back. "What?" Jimin asked, narrowing his eyes in question. "Where's my key?" Yoongi asked, and Jimin opened his mouth, but quickly shut it. "I...I left it at my house." Yoongi groaned in annoyance, running his hands through his soaked hair. "Sorry." Jimin didn't really care. "Fine, fine." …show more content…

Groaning, Yoongi stomped away, heading to his room while Jimin followed close behind. "Get in here before I kick you out, Jimin." Yoongi headed to his closet, opening it to scan through the clothes as Jimin stood by the door, slowly shutting it to not make that much noise. Gym shorts and an over sized hoodie were being thrown at Jimin in a split second, reacting enough to catch them soon after. "Those should fit you," Yoongi commented, turning his head to glare at him. "Now go to the bathroom and change." It wasn't exactly easy to find the bathroom, but Jimin managed and peeled off the wet clothing that stuck to his skin like a second layer. Putting on the dry clothes, he tried to ignore the fact that the clothes actually smelled like Yoongi, which was a mix of...well, Jimin didn't care what it was. As long as it smelled good, which it did. Exiting the room, he went back into Yoongi's to find the man on his bed, surfing the

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