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Love Me Not

Theme; Angst

Warnings; Heartbreak, Sadness. Super Low Self-Esteem. 

Summary: You are used to the heartbreak. Why did you think this time was going to be different?

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    “Jimin, what are you doing here?” You opened the door and were surprise to see your boyfriend of 3 years on the other side. Don’t get it wrong you were happy to see him but usually he tells you beforehand he is coming over. Due to his idol life.

    “Hey babe, I’m sorry I just pop out of nowhere” Jimin said walking into your house, to the living room and sitting down on the couch.

    “I don’t mind. We haven’t seen each other in weeks. I’m glad you are here. I miss you so much” you rod him while snuggling close to him. You love Jimin, he was your everything. After years of heartbreak you finally found the one you were going to spend the rest of your life with.

    You felt Jimin stiff next you when you went to give him a kiss, with a confused look you asked, “Everything okay Jimin?” 

    You noticed how Jimin was looking anywhere but you. He was playing with his hands. You knew what it meant you have dealt with it in the pass, you felt your heart dropped to your stomach and you took in a deep breath preparing yourself for what is about to come. 

    “I’m sorry (y/n), you know I never wanted to hurt you right?” Jimin finally looked up at you. You saw it in his eyes, the guilt, the shame, the hurt every single emotion. You looked down at your hands scared to for the next words that were going to come out sooner or later.

You heard Jimin sigh, “I think we should break up.” 

    There it was. You were surprise that you even heard him, it was such a low whisper that you thought your mind was playing tricks on you. 

    “Oh umm, why? Did I do something wrong?” You asked looking at your hands covering your face, scared to show him the tears that were threatening to spill from your eyes.

    “No, of course not.” Jimin took your hands in his, you love the feeling of his hands on yours. They felt like they belong there but once again you were left broken. 

    “I just, I just think it would be for the best. You know I love you but umm. I’m so sorry. I have to be honest with you.” You heard him say. Here is the moment of truth.

    “I found someone else” There it was, you were so used to those words but coming from Jimin just broke whatever strength you had left.

“Oh, I see.” You whisper, wiping your tears. 

    “I didn’t mean to hurt you (y/n). I just happened. I didn’t cheat on you before you start thinking I did. I still love and care about you, but it isn’t the same anymore. We barely see each other and with my job it just makes it harder. She was there when I needed someone, and I knew that I couldn’t keep doing this to you. Hurting you was never ever my intention.” 

    At this point you were crying, covering your face with your hands. You thought Jimin was the one for you, finally after every heartbreak you went through, Jimin was your happily ever after. 

    “Please say something” Jimin was trying to get you to look at him but you couldn’t. 

    You took a deep breath and wiped your tears, you looked up at him and you noticed the tears slipping from his eyes. 

    You wiped them away, “I’m really sorry (y/n) I never wanted to hurt you” He said. looking at you with shame all over his face. He was the reason you were hurting.

    “It’s okay Jimin, I’m used to it. You aren’t the first guy to walk out on me. Ha I should have seen it coming though. You are this big idol and I’m just a regular girl that just graduated community college. Why would you be with someone like me? You aren’t the first guy, every guy I dated or was interested in sooner or later left me for someone way better. Ha I thought this time it was different but who am I kidding I would never be good enough for you” Your heart was hurting, you felt like someone was stabbing it. 

    Jimin looked torn as soon as those words left your mouth, he knew about your past and how insecure you were about your relationship with him. He did the one thing he promised he would never do because you were it for him. He never picture falling for the new girl working at BigHit. 

“Does she make you happy?” You asked looking at your hands. 

“Umm, yea” you heard him say.

“Oh, okay then…I will pack my things and leave”

    “No, you can stay here. This is more your home than it ever was mine.” It’s like every word coming out of his mouth was tearing you apart. 

    “Umm maybe just until I can go back to the (y/h/t). There’s nothing for me here anyways.” You said getting up from the couch walking to the other side of the room staring at your picture with him. You guys looked so happy, you chuckled taking a deep breath you looked back him.

    “I’m glad you’re happy, I’m sorry I wasn’t enough for you. But I do wish you the best” You said.

    “You are more than enough (y/n). Don’t ever think you weren’t because you are the most amazing girl I have ever met. You are caring, loving, beautiful just everything a guy would die for-” 

    “But yet I wasn’t enough for you or anybody else in my past. Someone better always comes in and takes away what I love the most. There must be something wrong with me” You cut him off.

“(y/n)-” Jimin sigh trying to pull you close to him. 

    “No Jimin, it’s okay really. Like I said I’m used to it, you aren’t the first guy to break up with me for that reason. I think you should go; she is probably waiting for you. I wish you the best Jimin, I swear I am so happy for you. Seeing you happy is enough for me. Please lock the door on your way out.” You place a kiss on his cheek, tears streaming down his eyes.

    You walked away to your now room, and locked the door sliding down bringing your knees to your chest. Crying your eyes out you heard the door open and close. You knew Jimin left and now you were officially alone, broken and ashamed that you couldn’t be enough for him. 

    Days passed and you finally decided to get out and get some fresh air. being stuck in the house was suffocating everything reminding you of him. You missed him but you knew that he was happy with someone else. You went to the park and sat down on the bench with your music playing on full blast. You were watching the people walk past you laughing and enjoying their life while you were hurting inside. 

    You took a deep breath and looked down at your hands thinking of how shitty your life became to be. Taking another deep breath, you looked up again only to caught a sight you weren’t ready to see, at least not yet.

    There he was laughing and holding hands with his new girl. His friends smile and messing around him just having a good time. You and Jimin could never make your relationship public and seeing him with her in the opened, happy was stab to your heart. You dated Jimin for three years and not once where you allowed to make it public with him. It has only been a few days that he left you and is now holding hands with another girl showing her off to the world. 

    “Was he ashamed of you? Is that why he left you because you were not good enough for him? Fuck why does it hurt so much?” You thought.

    You saw they were walking your direction, you got up quickly and start to walk fast trying to get away before they saw you. You knew that they wouldn’t care if they saw you. It’s been days and none of the boys have texted or call to ask how you were but why would they? They were Jimin’s friends not yours. 

    You were trying to get away from them that you didn’t notice a group of guys walking towards you, bumping into you dumping one of the guys coffee all over you. 

    “WTF! CAN’T YOU WATCH WERE YOU GOING YOU STUPID BITCH!” The guys that had his coffee spilled all over you screamed at you trying to wipe away some that landed on him. 

    “Oh My God I’m so sorry! I didn’t notice where I was going.” You told him trying to clean him off a bit, but he pushed you off him. At this point everybody was staring at the scene in front of them including Jimin and his friends. His girlfriend had left during the time you were running away.

    “Don’t fucking touch me you stupid girl. Don’t you see what you have done. You got coffee all over my clothes! You better pay for this!” He said glaring at you. Compared to him he only had a few small drops on his jacket, you on the other hand were cover from head to toe in coffee. 

    “I’m really sorry! It was an accident. I swear I’ll pay for the dry cleaning!” You told him looking down at your hands.

     “You’re worthless piece of shit. How can you be so stupid? What goes in that stupid head of yours?” The guys said while poking you on your head. 

    You just took in whatever he told you, there was not point on fighting with him. No matter how many times you apologize it wasn’t enough for the guy. You felt his poking stopped when you looked up you saw an incredibly angry Jimin grabbing his hand and glaring at the guy and his friends.

    “Is that any way to treat a lady?” Jimin said through his teeth. The rest of the members were behind him glaring at the guys. Jimin pushed his hand away from your head. 

“This isn’t any of your business man.” The guys said dusting off his coat.

    “The moment you laid your hand on her in a public space it became my business.” Jimin said stepping in front of you. 

“Whatever man, she is just a worthless girl. Why do you care?” He said folding his arms across his chest. 

    “Man, you sure have a mouth on you don’t you. Just get out of here before we do something we regret.” You heard Jungkook said standing next to you. The guys looked at you one last time before walking away. You finally let go of the breath you didn’t know you were holding. 

    “(y/n) are you okay?” Jimin asked turning to face you. You looked at the rest of the members them looking at you with pity before your eyes landed on Jimin. 

    “Oh, umm yea, thank you! I should go” You tried walking away, Jimin got a hold of your wrist holding you back. 

    “(y/n) wait” Jimin said looking at you, noticing how skinnier and paler you have gotten in only a few days. “Are you taking care of yourself?” 

     You pulled away from him, pulling your wrist close to you. “I’m fine Jimin, you don’t have to worry about me” 

“You know I still care about you.” He whispered only for you and the members to hear. 

    “Don’t okay? I’m fine. I’m not your concerned anymore.”  You said while looking at him with teary eyes. You hated yourself for being so weak when it came to him. 

    “(y/n)” You cut him off. “Just stop okay, stop acting like you care about me. You don’t, thank you standing up for me but I’m fine. I don’t need you. Please excuse me” You said finally walking away from him, running towards your house. You knew it was a mistake to leave your house. 

Should I Make Part 2? What do you guys think?

Sorry for the Angst, I’m an angst person lol But I won’t lie I teared up a bit writing this story. We all know out boys are sweet angels; this is just a made up story. 

Love Me Not (Part 2)

Theme; Angst…Very Angst.

Warnings; Heartbreak, Sadness. Super Low Self-Esteem. Abuse & Toxic Relationship. Mention of sex.

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    “Congratulations you have been accepted to attend the University of Seoul. We cannot wait to see you and become part of our campus.”

    You looked down at the paper in your hand. You couldn’t believe it you got accepted into the biggest university in Korea. You remember you were so excited to tell Jimin about your application but now you couldn’t share the happiest moment. 

    You felt proud of yourself it was hard to get into the school, but you manage to get accepted. Maybe this was your new beginning to be happy.

    The day had finally arrived, and you got ready for your first day at school. You were excited and nervous but mostly happy. You made your way around the campus trying to figure out your schedule. 

When somebody bump into you.

    “Seriously you again!” You remember that voice like it was just yesterday it was screaming at you at the park.

    “I’m sorry but you bumped into me” you told him in a quiet voice. “Did I fucking ask you?” He stepped closer to you.

    You looked down at your hands scared to say anything else. You didn’t want a repeat of last time.

    “You know you still owe me for ruining my jacket last time” He was standing so close to you that you could feel his breath on your face.

    “I’ll pay you for the dry cleaning” you tried stepping away, but we are stuck between the wall and his body.

    “Nah, I have a better way for you to pay me. You know you’re not that bad looking when you’re not cover in coffee. From now on you’re my girl, got it. You do everything I tell you to do. If you don’t then I guess they would be some consequences” he told you feeling his hands on your waist.

    “I’m sorry but I just got out of a relationship and I’m not ready for another one. I can pay you instead.” This guy had danger all over his face, he didn’t give you a good vibe. And besides that, a relationship was the last thing you wanted at the moment. 

    Moving on from Jimin wasn’t easy, he was your longest relationship somebody that showed you that happily ever after did exist. Maybe not for you but for everybody else.

    “I don’t give a fuck what you want. I’m the head of the school, you wouldn’t want people to start talking about you. Would you?” He asked you with a smirk on his face.

    The last thing you wanted was drama, you just wanted to lay low, finish your first year and be able to move on with your life. He wasn’t kidding you know he would make your life living hell. 

    Maybe this can help you move on from Jimin. I mean he did move on from you rather quickly and this might not be the ideal relationship, but it was something.

    You were desperate to stop hurting, to stop yearning for Jimin to come back and tell you he loves you. You were tired of crying yourself to sleep at night because all you could think about was how Jimin was kissing and doing everything he did with you with her.

“Okay” You whispered.

    “Glad we are on the same page baby” he said letting you go. You could breathe again.

    You walked towards your locker pulling your books out for your class when you looked to your right and saw the girl that was dating Jimin.

“What is she doing here?” You asked yourself.

    She looked up at you and smile. “Hello I’m Yuri, nice to meet you! Are you new here?” She asked you smiling at you so kindly.

“Umm yea today is my first day.”

    “Oh goodie. You’re going to love it. This is my last year.” She told you closing her locker giving you her full attention.

“Oh really? What are you studying for?” You asked curiously.

    “Business. I’m actually an intern at BigHit just started working there a few months ago.” There it was you knew it was her Jimin was dating. You gave her a fake smile and closed your locker saying goodbye to her making you way to class. Your first day and you already hate it.

    School was finally over, and you were at your locker when someone slam their body next your locker. “Hey baby” you heard Jake say give you a kiss on the cheek.

    You felt yourself crinch at the feeling, it was nothing compare to Jimin’s kisses. “Stop thinking about him” you mentally smacked yourself.

    “Let’s go the boys are waiting and I hate being late” he said closing your locker  before you could finish and pulling you away rather harshly.

    You saw Yuri talking on the phone, while having a huge smile on her face. You saw her jump from joy and that’s when you saw him. Waiting for her at the end of the gate. He looked so happy to see her. You felt your heart breaking you didn’t think it could break any more than it already was. 

You missed him terribly and seeing him happy was just so heartbreaking.

“Hey stupid! I’m talking to you!” You heard Jake said smacking you on the head.

“I’m sorry. I was lost in thought”

    “I honestly don’t know what you could possibly be thinking about. You seem pretty stupid to me” Jake didn’t care about your feelings and to be honest with everything going on you felt like you deserved it for not being good enough. This is the only type of relationship you deserved to be in.

    You couldn’t stop looking at Jimin and Yuri. You had to admit they were perfect for each other. Yuri was beautiful from head to toe; she was kind and had a wonderful personality. She was the perfect fit for Jimin. You loved everything about Jimin. 

    Jimin was a whole package deal, he had an amazing personality, the cutest smile, he was drop dead handsome. He was an amazing dancer and singer. You couldn’t think of anything wrong with him. He was perfect and you could tell so was Yuri.

    When you started dating Jimin it surprised you that a guy like him would even give you a chance. You were so normal so boring, why would he give you the time of day. But Jimin proved to you that you were enough even if at the end you ended up getting hurt. 

    You sigh getting pulled out of your thoughts when Jake and his friends laughed about something you were clearly not paying attention too. But their loud laughs grabbed the attention of the people walking by even Jimin.

    You quickly looked away when you saw Jimin give you a confused look. 

    “Hey babe, lets get out of here. What do you say we go back to your place?” Jake said pulling you harshly by your wrist. You could already feel a bruise coming.

    “Oh, umm maybe another time. I have tons of homework and I want to get it done before tomorrow” You lied. You didn’t want to risk being alone with him.

    “Oh, come on baby! Maybe I can help you with some of that homework.”

    “No really It’s okay.” You said trying to get out of his hold.

    “Maybe you didn’t understand what I’m trying to say. But I’m coming over to help you with your homework” Jake said with through his gritted teeth.

    “Oh okay” you felt the pain in your wrist. Trying to mask the pain but failed miserably. Jake said goodbye to his friends and start walking towards his car, you following like a lost puppy behind him.

    You noticed Jimin was still staring at you, you quickly looked down at your feet and walked faster.

    Jimin recognized the guy, he couldn’t forget the face of the low life who dare put hands on a woman, nether less you. But he couldn’t stop thinking why you were with him in the first place. He was pulled out of his thought when Yuri called out for him starting to walk away towards his car but not before sparing you a second glance. You face had some many emotions but the one that stood out the most was sadness.

    You were back in your apartment, instead of doing homework Jake had other plans. You were in the shower trying to scrub off his scent, his touch everything out of your body. He was nowhere near as gentle as Jimin. Jimin was soft and gentle unless you wanted otherwise while Jake was rough and only care about himself not giving you the attention your body needed.

    After what felt like hours your got out of the shower and just threw on one of Jimin’s old shirt that he left behind. It still smelled like him, hugging yourself feeling safe.

    You stared at the wall in front of you wondering what you did to deserve this. Why couldn’t you be happy? You kept thinking of everything that was wrong with you. That is why Jimin left you.

That was all that was going through your mind.

    The doorbell went off pulling you out of your thoughts. Walking rather slowly towards the door you opened it not bothering to ask who it was. What else could go wrong that night.

You were shocked to see a very out of breath Jimin on the other side of the door.

“Jimin what are you doing here?” You questioned.

    Jimin took a while to answer you taking in how you looked. He noticed the bruises on your neck and your arms. He felt angry but only because he still cared about you… right?

“Can I come in?”

    “Oh, umm sure.” You moved away from the door to let him in closing it behind him. Making your way towards the living room. Sitting down on the couch him following your steps. This brought you back memories and not the good ones.

“Why are you here?” You asked.

    “Why were you with that guy? Wasn’t he the same guy you bumped into at the park?” Jimin asked giving you a confused look.

    “Oh jake? Yea he is umm my boyfriend?” You said looking down at your hands to scared to see Jimin’s reaction.

“I’m sorry Your what?” He almost yelled.

 Part 3 coming soon🦋

Love Me Not (Part 3)

Theme; Angst…Very Angst.

Warnings; Heartbreak, Sadness. Super Low Self-Esteem. Abuse & Toxic Relationship. Mention of sex.

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“I’m sorry he is your what?” Jimin asked you looking confused.

    How were you going to explain to him that you were dating a guy that not only embarrassed you in the public eye but also had the audacity to put his hands on you. But you were trying to move on from Jimin, why was he the only Happy? Why couldn’t you be happy?

    Looking down at your hands you answered him, “Yea we started dating a few days ago. He is really nice once you get to know him.” Lies that was all that was coming out of your mouth but you wanted to show him that you were doing better.

    “(Y/N) you cannot be serious!? This is the guy that put his hands on you not that long ago. & was screaming on you for bumping into him. I don’t like him.” Jimin exclaimed getting up from his seat walking back and forth, pushing his hair back. He was trying to process the new information that was giving to him. He saw the way he treated you today. There’s no way you would date some like him. Why were you dating him!?

    “It doesn’t matter if you like him or not Jimin. We are not together anymore” even though you said it in a small whisper it still made Jimin stop his movement and turn to you slowly giving you a shocked face.

    “I still care about you!? How can you that someone like him when we just broke up a few months ago!!” Jimin was angry at you for dating someone else but mostly himself because he broke you beyond repair. He could see it on your face, your body. Everything about you changed in a matter of months and he was scared that he might lose you.

    “I didn’t love you anymore. Why would I stay with you if I didn’t love you anymore? Everything was changing between us and by the looks of it now. You will do anything to get my attention. I didn’t know you were so stupid to date a low life like him. But I guess you’re that much of a desperate whor-” he was cut off by you hand striking his cheek. He was shocked he never thought you would hit him.

    This made you angry, how dare he judge you. 

    “You don’t get to call me a whore. Because YOU LEFT ME! YOU LEFT ME FOR YURI & 3 DAYS LATER AFTER YOU LEFT ME YOU WERE DATING HER ALREADY SHOWING HER OFF TO THE WORLD. You didn’t even bother doing that with me. But I understand you were ashamed of me. Fuck I mean look at me I’m nothing compared to her!” You were pulling you hair. It was so much to take the pain everything was driving you crazy. 

    Couldn’t he see how much you were hurting because of him. He decided to end your relationship and move on days after. And now that you are trying you turned out to be the bad guy.

This wasn’t fair.

“(Y/n) I’m sor-”

    “Get out. I never want to see you again” you cut him off looking so defeated. Jimin was scared to leave the look on you face said everything. He saw you were tired, hurt, sad, but mostly angry. He didn’t know if it was towards him or yourself. He wanted to hold you and apologize, he didn’t know what came over him and he just snapped not only were you dating someone else but this was mentally and physically abusing you and you were just letting him.

    This wasn’t the girl he fell in love with. The girl he fell in love with was strong, independent, loving, caring, kind and so many other things. But this girl was different she looked broken and he was the reason why.

    “I told you to get out. I never want to see you again.” With one last shove you opened the door for him, Jimin stepping out but not before looking at you with a sad look.

    “What have I done? Why would I hurt the girl that I love the most?” Jimin thought as you slammed the door on his face. He heard you slide down the door and cry. Jimin put his hand on forehead on the door silent tears running down his face. He still loved you, so deeply. He needed you back in his life just didn’t know how.

Weeks later….

    You were back in school, you noticed that Jake was becoming more demanding, making you do everything for him. He didn’t treat you like a girlfriend, he treated you more like a slave than anything. And god forbid you got anything wrong or said the wrong thing. The bruises from last week were barely getting better. 

    You were label as the quiet girl, had no friends but was still dating the hottest and richest guy in school. The students couldn’t find an explanation, but they didn’t bother either.

     Every day you would see Jimin drop or pick up Yuri at the same spot. You were so numb from the pain; you didn’t know if it hurt because of Jimin or because of Jake.

    You completely changed and Jimin took noticed. Especially after Jungkook and Yoongi has informed him about what they saw last time they saw you with Jake.

    “Hey Jimin have you talked to (y/n) at all lately?” He heard Jungkook asked him as him and Yoongi walked into the living were him and the rest of the members were watching tv.

    “The last time we talked we ended in bad terms. It’s been weeks since we’ve talked.” Jimin said grabbing the attention of the other members.

    “We saw here at the store with some dude and she didn’t look too good. Did she start dating someone” Yoongi stated. Jimin felt his heart stopped. He knew exactly what they were talking about.

    “Oh, yea that’s her umm new boyfriend?” Jimin felt the venom in his mouth as soon as the word boyfriend left. He hated to think that you had someone else, someone that didn’t fucking deserved you. It made him angry, his hand clenching into fist.

    “Wait, she has a boyfriend. How come you never told you” Taehyung asked him.

    “I didn’t think you guys would care plus it’s the same dumbass that screamed and touched her at the park” Jimin stared shrugging his shoulders.

    “Wait hold the fuck up. You mean to tell me that she is dating the fucker that treated her like shit in public!? And you fucking knew and didn’t tell us about it! What the fuck is wrong with you?” Namjoon stood up from his sit looking angry. 

    Namjoon had always had a soft spot for you. You were like a little sister to him. He hated himself for pushing you to the side when you and Jimin broke up, but he figured you needed space.

    “Hyung he doesn’t look like a good guy. He was yelling at her and pushing her for grabbing the wrong thing. We stepped in but the guy pulled her away before we could ask her anything. She had bruises on her body. She looked like she had a black eye, but he took her away too fast to confirm” Jungkook said in a sad voice.

    “What happened the last time you saw her?” Him asked him. The boys were shocked to hear what Jungkook had said.

    “Well it didn’t go so well. I confronted her about it because she attends the same University as Yuri. And she was with that guy, he was being stupid and screaming at her. He forces her to agree to go to her house even after she has declined the offer. I got to her house hours later and when she opened the door, she was wearing my t-shirt but she has bruise in her body umm sexual bruises” Jimin felt his jaw tighten after he said those words out loud.

    The members were quiet waiting for Jimin to finish the story but he could tell they were getting angry, “anyways so we started talking and she told me she was dating him and I flipped I told her that how could she move on to someone as low as him in the matter of weeks. Fuck I even accused her of being a desperate whore begging for my attention. She slapped me and told me I had not right to judge her since I had moved on after 3 days after I left her. I just don’t know what happened. I flipped and she kicked me out, but she looked so broken. It’s all my fault” Jimin was looking down at his hands, too scared to look at the members.

    He knew the members cared deeply about you and the fact that he said that to you, he deserved the slapped. When he looked up, he noticed the flares from his members he knew they were pissed at him for his actions.

    “You mean to tell me that you fucking knew that bastard was touching her without her consent, and you decided to call her a desperate whore.” Hoseok asked him with a disbelieved look on his face. He was angry, Jimin couldn’t have been more stupid.

     “You left her Jimin for a someone new. You had to fucking right to judge her because if anybody were meant to be judge it would be you!” Hoseok finished looking like he was ready to punch something or him.

    “Fuck I know okay? I was angry it took me that to realized that I still love her. But I just don’t know what to do. I’ve only been with Yuri to keep an eye on her but every day she looks worse and worse and I can’t take it anymore. I know I should off told you guys sooner but I just didn’t know how to tell you guys. I feel like shit because just starting at the dumbass makes me angry. I just FUCK I DONT KNOW WHAT TO DO. HOW TO GET HER BACK!” Jimin was at the average of pulling out his hair.

      “Look you made a mistake. We are humans after all. You should’ve told us as soon as you noticed. Not let it go by months and waited till now. The first thing we got to do is get her away from that guy. If you don’t love Yuri, you need to break up with her. She doesn’t deserve for you to be playing with her. Once (y/n) is better and ready maybe you can try and see if you can get her back. But right now, what matters is her. Not you. Her. So, if you really want her back you need to understand it’s going to take some time and you have to be patience. She is broken not only by the guy but by you too. We will help because you are our brother but don’t ever let something like this happened again.” Yoongi told him while she took a seat next to him patting on his shoulder.

    Jimin knew his brothers wouldn’t leave him behind. He was going to get you back no matter what happens. He loves you; you are it for him and he knows this is a fight he is willing to fight for.

Part 4 Finally Coming Soon🦋

Sorry if this wasn’t good and the grammar.

Love Me Not (Part 4)

Theme; Angst & Fluff.

Warnings; Heartbreak, Sadness. Super Low Self-Esteem. Abuse & Toxic Relationship. Mention of sex. This scene has a bit of r*pe don’t read if you’re not comfortable. 

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    Weeks passed since you last seeing Jimin, you heard the rumor that Yuri and he broke up a few weeks back. But you didn’t know it was true or not. 

    Jake has been making your life miserable that you barely had time to think. You were busy trying to cover the bruises that he would leave behind after you tried to stand up for yourself. 

   One day you were walking walked home after ditching Jake, he had football practice after school which meant quiet days for you until he was off practice. 

     You were at home when you heard Jake walking in angry, you Start to shake but tried not to show it. Every time hake came home angry it ended badly for you.      Taking a deep breath you are walking towards the front door seeing Jake taking off his shoes and jacket his football bag next to the coat rack. 

    “J-jake are you okay? What happened?” You stuttered scared to piss him off more.      “Yes, Something fucking happened…Coach fucking benched me for the rest of the season for doing steroids but it wasn’t just me…half the team did it and because I’m captain he has to set an example!” He yelled kicked his gym bag away. 

    You jumped from his sudden actions taking a step back cautiously. “Maybe he will change his mind and let you play” you stuttered.

     “Are you fucking stupid! Do you even know what steroids are idiot?! They are drugs” he said turning towards you grabbing your jaw tightly. You tried to pushing away but it only made him more angry. 

     Grabbing you by the hair he pushed you towards the couch before undoing his belt. “Maybe if you weren’t so stupid you wouldn’t have done them in the first place” you spat at him not knowing where the sudden strength came from.

    Jake seems to get pissed more and before you could react the belt made contact with you cheek and arm. 

    “You want to be smart now you dumb bitch…I’ll teach you a fucking lesson” he glared grabbing you by the hair before pulling you down onto your knees pulling down his pants in the process. “Suck it whore!” You had tears running down your face your cheek bleeding. 

     “NO! I’m tired of you treating me this way” you yelled jumping up from the floor pushing him away.      ““I don’t know who the fuck you think you are all of the sudden but I’m more than glad to show again who the fuck owns you” He grabbed you by the hair bending you over the couch pulling your pants down.

     You tried getting out of his grip, but it was too tight. You started screaming at him to stop but he didn’t, pushing himself inside of you without warning. It last for a few seconds before Jake was pulled off you.      “You sick son of a bitch!” You heard someone yelled from behind. You were trying to stay awake, but it was hard you vision was blurry due to your tears. 

     “(Y/N)? Hey, you’re okay, look at me. I’m here” you heard Jungkook’s voice. Jungkook and Tae helped you get dressed again and hold onto you tightly. You saw Yoongi and Jin holding a very angry Jimin back while Namjoon and Hoseok checking on Jake making sure he was still alive.       You heard the police siren before everything went black.

Sorry for the short chapter. 

Love Me Not (Part 4)

Theme; Angst & Fluff.

Warnings; Heartbreak, Sadness. Super Low Self-Esteem. Abuse & Toxic Relationship. Mention of sex. This scene has a bit of r*pe don’t read if you’re not comfortable. 

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    Weeks passed since you last seeing Jimin, you heard the rumor that Yuri and he broke up a few weeks back. But you didn’t know it was true or not. 

    Jake has been making your life miserable that you barely had time to think. You were busy trying to cover the bruises that he would leave behind after you tried to stand up for yourself. 

   One day you were walking walked home after ditching Jake, he had football practice after school which meant quiet days for you until he was off practice. 

     You were at home when you heard Jake walking in angry, you Start to shake but tried not to show it. Every time hake came home angry it ended badly for you.      Taking a deep breath you are walking towards the front door seeing Jake taking off his shoes and jacket his football bag next to the coat rack. 

    “J-jake are you okay? What happened?” You stuttered scared to piss him off more.      “Yes, Something fucking happened…Coach fucking benched me for the rest of the season for doing steroids but it wasn’t just me…half the team did it and because I’m captain he has to set an example!” He yelled kicked his gym bag away. 

    You jumped from his sudden actions taking a step back cautiously. “Maybe he will change his mind and let you play” you stuttered.

     “Are you fucking stupid! Do you even know what steroids are idiot?! They are drugs” he said turning towards you grabbing your jaw tightly. You tried to pushing away but it only made him more angry. 

     Grabbing you by the hair he pushed you towards the couch before undoing his belt. “Maybe if you weren’t so stupid you wouldn’t have done them in the first place” you spat at him not knowing where the sudden strength came from.

    Jake seems to get pissed more and before you could react the belt made contact with you cheek and arm. 

    “You want to be smart now you dumb bitch…I’ll teach you a fucking lesson” he glared grabbing you by the hair before pulling you down onto your knees pulling down his pants in the process. “Suck it whore!” You had tears running down your face your cheek bleeding. 

     “NO! I’m tired of you treating me this way” you yelled jumping up from the floor pushing him away.      ““I don’t know who the fuck you think you are all of the sudden but I’m more than glad to show again who the fuck owns you” He grabbed you by the hair bending you over the couch pulling your pants down.

     You tried getting out of his grip, but it was too tight. You started screaming at him to stop but he didn’t, pushing himself inside of you without warning. It last for a few seconds before Jake was pulled off you.      “You sick son of a bitch!” You heard someone yelled from behind. You were trying to stay awake, but it was hard you vision was blurry due to your tears. 

     “(Y/N)? Hey, you’re okay, look at me. I’m here” you heard Jungkook’s voice. Jungkook and Tae helped you get dressed again and hold onto you tightly. You saw Yoongi and Jin holding a very angry Jimin back while Namjoon and Hoseok checking on Jake making sure he was still alive.       You heard the police siren before everything went black.

Sorry for the short chapter. 

better || one

summary: jimin is your best friend and you wouldn’t want it any other way. or so you thought.

word count: 6,983

genre: bestfriend!jimin, college!au, bestfriends to lovers!au - fluff/slow burn angst

The first time it happens, you don’t think anything of it. Neither does he.

The hour train ride to Seoul from Incheon wasn’t as bad as you thought it would be. You were seated towards the front exit and all the passengers seemed silent and tired. All you could hear were the sounds of the wind going against the train as you stared outside the window with your face pressed against the glass, admiring the blue sky along with all the cars and buildings.

You were about to close your eyes and drift off to go into a short slumber before the train came to a sudden halt, making you become fully awake. You shook your head, got up and rolled your metallic suitcase on the ground while pulling your phone out of your green hoodie to text your cousin, Taehyung that you safely arrived and asked where he was at.

At this time, you had recently turned seventeen, quietly grieving over the passing of your mother, but four months after her loss, you were forced to pack up everything that can fit in your suitcase to live with your aunt and her family as your father worked abroad, not wanting you to live that same lifestyle.

Your phone buzzed causing you to snap out of your thoughts. To your surprise, he was calling you which wasn’t something he would do often. He would always decline your calls and would just text you back right away. He was one of those people who didn’t want to use their voice over the phone. Not only that, but people couldn’t tell if he was being idiotic or was joking when he asked bizarre questions.

Sliding your thumb to answer his call, you put the phone up to your left ear and stood on the tip of your toes to see if he was nearby. “Hey, where are you? Are you even here?”

“I’m nearby your terminal.” You tried to scan the crowd for your cousin, but it was difficult when everyone was rushing to get on or off the train. “I’m by the posters in the back next to a really short blond dude.” You hear someone in the background get offended as you look far in the back, trying to identify Taehyung and the blond person who he said was next to him. “I think I see you! Do you see me waving?”

Taehyung waved at you and beckoned you to come over his direction as quickly as possible. You ended the call and groaned as you headed towards his way, knowing he wasn’t going to walk towards you. He would have gone to where you were at, but he decided not to go and let you roll your silver suitcase to him and his friend.

“Hey.” You greeted him with a small hug, not wanting to make him uncomfortable in front of the blond boy he was next to. “How are you? How was the train ride? Any problems getting here? Was everything alright? When’s the last time you’ve ate? Are you tired?”

“Besides the fact that my father forced me to move from everything I know and live here, I’m feeling alright. I could go for some of your mom’s rice cakes right now.” He rolled his eyes at you as you pulled away from his hug. His blond friend was staring at you, not knowing what to say or how to even introduce himself. You sighed and nudged Taehyung. “Did you think someone completely stole my identity and appearance or did you just happened to forget what your favorite cousin looked like?”

“Of course not. I just needed to make sure that was you! Besides, you changed your appearance!” He scoffed, trying to make himself sound believable. It had been four months since he had last seen you, and the only thing that was different was that your hair was now longer and you were a little bit taller, but those things weren’t noticeable. It wasn’t like you completely dyed your hair another color and changed the way you dressed. “But god, that would have been super awkward if that had been someone else.”

“Thanks for remembering what I look like when I did nothing,” you deadpanned and looked down at your suitcase. It wasn’t that heavy, but you wanted to complain to give him a hard time. “And thanks for helping me get this. You’re an amazing cousin.”

“You have useful arms and legs that function too!” He argued, getting all agitated. “In my defense, you saw me first and came to my direction before I could go over to where you were.”

“That’s totally what happened.” You chucked as Taehyung’s friend was still staring at you. Compared to Taehyung, he wasn’t that much shorter, perhaps three centimeters shorter, but you weren’t surprised he was being teased and taunted about it. Unlike Taehyung who was wearing all black sweats, he was wearing a vibrant yellow flannel and ripped blue jeans with dark converse. You were actually impressed with his sense of style. “Hi, I’m Y/N.”

“Jimin,” he said with a small smile on his face and pulled his left hand out. Smiling at his small gesture, you reached out and firmly shook his warm hand, examining his soft facial features. “Taehyung’s friend. It’s a pleasure to meet you.”

You suppressed a gasp coming out of your mouth once your hand made contact with his. For two seconds, you held onto his hand, feeling a tingly sensation. By the look of his face, you could tell he felt it too and was startled. You hastily let go of his hand and reached to grab the cold handle of the carry-on. “Shall we get going?”

“Right.” Taehyung agreed, grabbing the car keys out of his pocket of his black hoodie. He started walking ahead while you and Jimin walked behind him, side by side. With the corner of your eye, you see Jimin slow down, so you would be able to walk by his side. “The car is nearby, so you don’t have to drag it around much longer.”

You didn’t understand the reason why Taehyung brought his friend to come pick you up. The only reason you could think of on why he brought Jimin here was that ever since your mother’s funeral, everything was not the same with Taehyung. Having a conversation with him was now awkward and silent because all he can think about is saying sorry that your mom died, and that reason was absolutely pathetic. He knew you hated the pity, but that was the only thing he could feel for you.

Everything with him used to be effortless. Although he lived an hour away, he was one of your best friends that you talked to on a daily basis. Of course, he would often tease you like an older brother would do, but he still knew how to be serious and would always try to comfort you whenever needed and you would do the same. But after the funeral, he started to become more worried about you and stopped texting you because he was afraid he would say the wrong things and upset you. He knew you didn’t want to hear any sympathy, so he didn’t say anything at all, and you missed the cousin who would always make you laugh and would ask about your day.

“Here, let me take that. You’ve had a long trip.” He took your suitcase away from you and held it behind him as the three of you wait for the valet. “You know, Taehyung has told me a lot about you.”

“Is that so?” You raised your eyebrows at Taehyung, hoping he didn’t mention anything to make you seem like you were a horrible, embarrassing person. “If it’s anything of what I think it is, It’s definitely not true and probably about himself.”

Jimin laughed at your comment, somehow making you feel a bit at ease with him. He looked at you causing his smile to grow bigger. “Don’t worry, they’re all good things, I can promise you that.”

“Oh really?” You saw Taehyung look back to raise his eyebrows at his friend, giving a look of confusion as he gave the valet his car ticket. Jimin looked back at him, giving the same look. You bit your lower lip and tried not to laugh once you realize that Jimin was just trying to start a conversation with you, but he didn’t know what to say.  “Is that so? What things has he said?”

“Well, actually.” Jimin nervously laughed and used his free hand to scratch the back of his neck, trying to think of something to make up on the spot. He was cute, sweet and had the most squishable cheeks you’ve had ever seen. His presence was actually tolerable, understanding why Taehyung brought Jimin instead of the other friends you’ve met before. “I thought that would make you feel a bit more comfortable if I said that, but obviously that plan backfired on my part.”

“Hey.” Taehyung saw a genuine smile on your face, something he hasn’t seen for a long time. The last time he saw that from you was five months ago when the doctors had told you that your mother’s health was improving. He watched how Jimin smiled back at you. “Thanks for trying, Jimin. It means a lot, truly.”

And it really did. You appreciated the fact that he didn’t mention or ask you why you were moving here and tried to make you feel relieved about everything. He was trying to make you at home even though he didn’t even know a single thing about you. For all he knew, you could have been a serial killer, yet he tried his best to make conversation. You liked the fact that he was making an effort to talk to you simply because he wanted to, not because he was forced to.

It seemed like there wasn’t a day when you could go without someone being sorry towards you because of your mom, and it hurt. Of course, you didn’t want to forget about your mom, but you didn’t want someone to remind you constantly about your loss. And you were glad Jimin was shying away from that topic.

The valet quickly brought the car over and quickly went to grab your suitcase out of Jimin’s hand to put into the trunk of the car. “Alright now, everything’s all settled and ready. Drive safe.”

“Roger that, Sir Kimberly Kim.” Your eyes widen as you heard Jimin say the same thing to the valet. You turned your head to Jimin as you get in the front seat of the car. He was staring back at you with a hint of happiness twinkling in his eyes. “No way!”

“No, no, no,” Taehyung repeatedly said, shaking his head at the situation. “This cannot be happening. You guys can’t possibly watch that same crap show he finds funny. I can barely stand him saying those catchphrases.”

There was an old show on the kids’ network that would show these two teen best friends who were both polar opposites. They would argue all the time, but at the end, they solved ridiculous crimes together. It was a show your mother introduced you to at a young age while growing up, and you were absolutely hooked by the first episode where you knew all the catchphrases said in the show. The network hardly showed the re-runs of the show anymore and would show it only on the weekends in the middle of the night, so you were surprised that Jimin somehow knew about it too.

Jimin threw his head back and laughed before looking back into your eyes he found alluring. “I have a feeling we’re going to be great at torturing him.”

“Yeah.” You smiled happily, something you haven’t done in a while and resisted the urge to touch his squishable cheeks. “You have no idea.”

“Gosh, please don’t be one of those couples that make-out in front of me too,” Taehyung teased earning a slap from you and Jimin. “Hey! I’m just saying I wouldn’t be surprised if you guys ever get together at this point.”

The second time it happens, you were both getting more accustomed to each other, and you rolled your eyes because he did too.

Taehyung was running late.

It had been six months since you moved in, and he still wasn’t used to you, living here. For example, there were times when he forgot to take you home from school and times when he had long sport practices, so you had to patiently wait two hours (without a single complaint) for him to be done. There were also times when you had to walk two miles home because he would leave early and would forget to come back to pick you up.

He had texted you that he had forgotten that his sports practice was going to be way longer than usual due to team dinner that night. He sent another text to you saying he had just texted Jimin who was now going back to school to pick you up and that he would make it up to you, something he had said the last six times he forgot about you.

You were more okay with Jimin taking you home, but you couldn’t help but feel a bit nervous since this would be the first time you and Jimin were going to be alone without Taehyung. Over the last six months of you living here, you and Jimin had become good friends, but it never had gotten to the point where the two of you spent time alone. It wasn’t that you were uncomfortable with him, but you were afraid he would be timid with you and not talk at all. You just assumed he talked to you because your cousin was there with you.

“Sorry you had to come back and get me,” you said as you got in the passenger seat of his car. As you put your seat-belt on, he smiled at you. “I’m really fine with waiting for Taehyung. You didn’t have to do this.”

“Don’t worry about it. It’s nothing really. How was your day?” He asked as he started driving and moving his head to the beat of the music playing on the radio. “Did anything new happen?”

“Well, do you remember Hye?” You look all over his car as it was your first time being in it. Jimin’s car was very spacious since he kept his car clean and tidy. There was no papers or trash lying around, and all his CDs were stacked in alphabetical order in the CD compartment next to the passenger seat. It was practically like riding in a new car from the car dealership. “The one I told you and Tae?”

Jimin scrunched his nose and gave you a quick glance before looking back at the road. You noticed that he stopped bobbing his head and clenched the steering wheel. Taehyung had told you that Jimin didn’t really drive much especially with people. You thought it was because he was probably a terrible driver and people always criticized him, but he was actually focused and careful driver, unlike Taehyung who sometimes get road rage over the littlest things and would stop abruptly and pump his brakes all the time to irritate you. “The one who admitted to liking you, like, a week ago?”

“Yeah, his feelings obviously changed today.” You grimaced and bit your lower lip in hesistation. “I feel so bad!”

“Come on, it can’t be that bad. What did you do?”

“I kind of might have accidentally knocked him out in gym really hard in front of the whole class.” The words fumbled out of your mouth quickly.

“You didn’t!” He laughed, congratulating you as if what you did was an accomplishment to be proud of. His melodious laugh was contagious and caused you to start laughing as well. “I can’t believe you actually managed to do that!”

“I didn’t even know I can throw that hard, but, I mean, you would expect him to catch the ball or to move instead of letting it hit his face. I know it was my fault, but I mean, no one would stand there and do nothing if a fast ball was heading towards your face.” Jimin was still laughing, wanting to clap and high five you, but he didn’t take his hand off the wheel. “Hey! It’s not funny.”

“It actually is.” He shook his head and now tapped the tips of his fingers on the wheel, matching the steady tempo of the song. “Gosh, I wish I could have been there to see it.”

“You wish you were there to see me destroy Hye’s pride or wish you saw the girl’s volleyball team practice in their shorts and spandex?” You joked, stifling your laughter as Jimin rolled his eyes and ignored your comment. “I thought you didn’t like driving.”

“I don’t.” He took a quick glance at you before looking back onto the road. “I only drive to school and then to home. After my license expires, I don’t think I’m going to drive anymore and just have other people drive me around. Honestly, driving is scary for me.”

Understanding his point of view, you nodded and tucked a strand of your hair behind your ear. Jimin was a cautious person, and you respected that. There wasn’t anything else you could think of to talk about, so you decided to go with small talk. “How was your day?”

“It was good but probably not as great as yours.” You rolled your eyes at him as he makes a left turn when he should have made a right. “The highlight of my day is actually this conversation.”

“Where are we going?” You asked as he took another left. He was driving down a busy street and slowed down onto a busy street. “I live in the opposite direction, you know?”

“You don’t mind getting some ice cream, do you?” He was starting to slow down even more. “Sorry, I should have asked. But do you mind? It’ll be my treat.”

“That’s really nice of you, but you don’t have to do that. It’s really fine.” You look at the time in the car. “Besides, I don’t want to bother you and waste your time when you could be studying or something.”

“No, I want to,” he said, escalating to a complete stop to the curb. “I want to hang out with you. It’s actually nice having it just the two of us.”

If you had known Jimin was going to be this assertive with you, you would have offered to spend more time with him alone. It seemed like your talks with Jimin seemed endless and were just full of laughter and smiles from the both of you. Sometimes he’d be like that when it was the three of you, but you learned he was more extroverted when it was just the two of you.

You and Jimin both get out of the car, eagerly rushing to get inside. There were some strangers on the sidewalk giving you strange looks as you entered the shop, looking at every inch of the place in awe. “Wow.”

To your left, there was a gift shop with a bunch of ice cream related souvenirs and apparel. The whole shop had round tables all around, all waiting to be filled. There were stairs that lead to the upper level of the building. The upper level seemed like a more relaxed area where there were some high tables along with couches. You wanted to go upstairs and look out towards the window, but you decide not to say anything and followed Jimin. “It’s pretty fancy for a regular ice cream shop. Don’t you think?”

“A tad bit.” Jimin shrugged his shoulders. He sat down on the stool and gestured for you to sit down next to him. He pulled his phone out of his pocket and put it on the granite counter as you wait to be helped. “You haven’t been here before?”

“I never knew such a place like this existed.” Now looking up at the scintillating chandelier that hung above your head, you shook your head. “I can’t believe I’m just coming here now.”

“You make it seem like it’s Paris or something.” You rolled your eyes at his comment. “I thought Tae would have brought you here now. This used to be his favorite place to eat ice cream.” He bit the inside of his cheek, not knowing if you had heard what happened.

“What changed?”

“He slept with the owner’s daughter a few months back. I think it was right before you came here.” He explained awkwardly, scratching the back of his neck. “That didn’t end well, obviously.”

“Makes perfect sense.” You nodded in agreement, being nonchalant about what he told you. “Don’t worry, I know all about Tae and his way with girls. It’s kind of disgusting, but I’m cool with it, so no need to act like it doesn’t exist.”

“Thank goodness,” Jimin muttered out as the short shop attendant finally noticed you both and gave a list of options available. “I just didn’t know if you knew.”

Looking down at the menu, Jimin smiled to himself, watching your eyes move as you try to read the whole thing quickly. He watched your eyebrows scrunched together as you try to find a flavor you wanted. “Do you know what you want to order?”

“There’s too many options. I’ll just have whatever you’re getting.” You turned your head and see Jimin raising his eyebrows at you. “What? Is something wrong?”

“What if I just get a vanilla cone for the both of us?” You wrinkled your nose in disgust, hoping he didn’t. To you, vanilla was a bland flavor that you couldn’t stand. Ice cream was supposed to be sweet and colorful, you thought.

“Last time I checked, you’re not that kind of bland guy to get Vanilla.” He chuckled at your comment. “Now, hurry up and order.”

“Are you sure that’s okay?” Jimin always asked you this question quite frequently. It was like he had to ask you permission to do something just in case he was afraid you wouldn’t approve.

“You ask me that a lot.” A smile on his face grew bigger once he saw you bite down on your lower lip, trying to stifle a giggle. “But it’s totally fine. I like all of them honestly and I probably couldn’t choose one.” You raised an eyebrow at him. “What’s with that stupid grin on your face?”

“You’re counting on me to be the decisive one?” He teased, winking at you. “I didn’t know you hold so much faith in me for picking the perfect and tasteful ice creams.”

“I swear, Jimin, if you put a crappy one, the ice cream will not be going down my mouth instead it’ll go down your pants,” you threatened, but Jimin knew you wouldn’t do that. He knew your bark was much worse than your bite.

“Wow, I didn’t know you were that cold. Perhaps I should just order all of them then and see which ones you do like? Will that make you more decisive about ice cream flavors?”

You were going continue the playful banter between the two of you, but you couldn’t respond when the short store attendant had finally come.

“Is the lovely couple ready to order?” The short store attendant exclaimed, waiting for Jimin to order for the both of you. He shortly paused, rolled his eyes, and then returned to his normal self, ordering two scoops of cotton candy ice cream.

It happens for the third time, and Jimin was unfazed and laughed.

As Taehyung was getting busier with his sports practices, you started to become closer with Jimin where hanging out with him after school had become a new routine. Instead of waiting for Taehyung after school, Jimin would find you in the crowded halls after your last class and would take you home, so the two of you would just spend time together there. Jimin didn’t mind if the two of you were just doing homework or watching dramas, he just wanted to spend time with you in any way possible.

For the first few days, Taehyung’s parents found it awkward were that he was there with you instead of their son. They were actually confused that he didn’t come to play video games, but he had came to study and talk to you. It wasn’t a big deal, but his parents made it into one when your aunt had asked Taehyung if he was okay with the two of you one night after dinner when everyone was dismissed and it was his turn to wash the dishes.

You were in your room, having your back leaned against the white wooden door as you listened to every word of their conversation through the thin walls. “You want me to what? I’m not going to tell Jimin to stop coming over here. That’s absolutely insane! He would go ballistic. Why would I do that?”

“We just find it strange that he’s here with Y/N after school instead of you,” you heard your aunt say to Taehyung. She finished washing the glass dishes and talked her son as he was drying the plates with the paper towels. “I mean, he’s your best friend.”

“He’s also hers,” he replied without no hesitation in his voice. “I’m perfectly okay with this because this is harmless Jimin we’re talking about. Jimin, the boy that played dolls with my younger sister. Not only that, but he makes her happy, and that’s what your sister would have wanted for her own daughter. You should focus on that and want that too, especially with what she has been through this year.”

After that day, his parents slowly realized that he was right. They noticed how the two of you were always laughing happily although you two were just in the living room, finishing homework on the long coffee table. They noticed how you were finally smiling more often and were starting to socialize with people, finally opening up since the move. They had been thinking about if this would affect their son’s happiness when they should have focused on yours.

About two months later, Jimin noticed how you weren’t at school one day. He thought you were home with some sickness and were going to return the next day, feeling better, but he then noticed you and Taehyung weren’t there the next day, and that next day had suddenly become a week.

“Where did you and Y/N go?” Jimin asked Taehyung once he returned to school the following week. They were both in library during their free period, sitting silently at one of the round wooden tables in the back of the room. Jimin was pretending to read a book he had randomly picked up from the rack while Taehyung was doing all the homework he had missed without muttering a single complaint or question. “You guys didn’t answer any of my calls or voicemails. Did you guys forget how to pick a phone call?”

“Don’t worry about it. We were at home and were just fine.” Taehyung tediously focused on his math homework. “The answer to this problem is nine, right? I don’t have my calculator out to check.”  

“Why were you guys at home? Is she at home now? Or is she in class?” Jimin asked in a hushed voice, ignoring Taehyung’s question concerning his maths assignment. “What happened? Is she okay? Are you okay? Did your charger break?”

“I’m going to take that as a yes.” Taehyung picked up his pencil from the table and started writing the problem down on his white lined sheet of paper.  “We’re both perfectly okay. Like I said, don’t worry about it.”

“Why is she home again?” Jimin was worried about you. He didn’t like the tight feeling in his chest when he thought of the horrible scenarios on why you were gone. Had he done something wrong? Why weren’t you answering any of his calls? Were you okay?

“She just misses her mom a lot.” Taehyung wanted to smack his best friend once he saw the confused expression on his face. He grabbed his math textbook and threw it to Jimin who moved to the side to avoid getting hit. The students and librarian gave him a nasty glare and then continued to ignore him and Jimin.

“What was that for?” He asked, trying not to raise his voice in the library.

“It’s been a year since her mom died, idiot.”

Jimin skipped the rest of his afternoon classes and drove to your house after he got a lengthy lecture from Taehyung about how to be a better friend. He knocked on the front door and waited approximately five minutes for you to open the door. He stood outside with a box of cotton candy ice cream and two spoons in his hand. A smile appeared on his face once he saw you. He stared at how your hair was all tangled up and how you had the darkest bags around your eyes, showing you hadn’t slept for about a week. You stood there, wearing your white baggy sweats and bunny slippers with a heavy, green blanket wrapped around you, watching him stare at you. “Let’s talk.”

And the two of you did. Jimin saw the stacks of movies on the coffee table and picked the old version of the Lorax to put in the DVD player. He had a soft smile on his face once he turned around to see you already opening the ice cream he brought. You shared and wrapped the blanket around him, not wanting him to be cold. He talked throughout the entire movie, trying to make you smile and laugh but all you did was sat there, reading the subtitles on the screen and silently listened to all his thoughts.

“My mom loved this movie.” You put the empty box of ice cream down and gulped down whatever was in your throat. Although you and Jimin were close, this was the first time you were talking about your mom. “My dad actually hated it, but he would always watch it with her just to see her all happy and laugh. I was scared to watch it because I thought I would freak out, but I’m glad you were here and talked throughout the whole thing.”

“Of course.” You closed your eyes and leaned your head on his right shoulder as he put his arm around you. His thumb was rubbing the side of your arm in small circles, comforting you. “What was she like?”

“You would have liked her a lot.” He nodded. “She was really funny and laughed way too hard and too much at her own jokes even though they were terrible. And she cursed a lot, but she was still philosophical and appreciative about everything and everyone.” You kept your eyes closed, not wanting to let any water fall from your eyes. You can still hear her voice and picture her face perfectly even though it’s been a year. “She’s a lot like Taehyung actually. We both looked up to her.”

“Was your dad here last week?” Just like your mom, Jimin had never heard you talk about your dad. He actually never heard you talk about your past life and friends from your other town. It seemed like he knew everything about you except where you had came from. The only thing he knew was that he worked abroad.

“Yes.” It was your first time talking about your parents after the move, and it hurt. Taehyung actually had tried to get you to cry and shout about your dad, mom and the move, but you kept your feelings bottled up. You didn’t want anyone hearing about your burdens, but a year had passed, and everything was finally let out. “He came to take me visit my mother’s grave and asked me how I was doing here. He left last night.”

“What does he do?”

“He’s an important executive for this fancy organization. My father used to work for the headquarters here, but started working abroad after my mother got sick to earn more money for her medical bills. I thought he would return to working here, but instead, he worked more and more far away from me.” Trying not to cry, you took a deep breath. You didn’t realize it would be so easy to tell Jimin how you felt and wished you had done it sooner. “I always wondered why he didn’t want to take me and why he wanted me to live here. I wonder if I did something wrong. Perhaps, I would remind him of my mother, but it still hurt that he had left me all alone when I thought we would grieve together. I had to do it all alone.”

Unlike your cousin who would tell you things like ‘everything is going to be okay,’ Jimin didn’t. He listened to you, and that was all you needed. It wasn’t someone would pity and comfort you, but someone who would only listen and that was the comforting you needed. “I’m so glad I met you, Jimin. Thank you for coming into my life.”

You felt your legs intertwined with Jimin’s under the blanket as you slowly drift off to sleep. Jimin’s hand softly untangled strands of your hair, not wanting to disturb you. He kissed the top of your head as he held you tighter. “Sleep well.”

The front door handle rattled for a bit before it was opened. Taehyung’s mom came through the door and took off her black heels. She was about to head to the kitchen to set the groceries down that were in her hand, but she noticed Jimin on the couch with you.

“I hope you don’t mind me being here,” he said quietly. He loved Taehyung’s parents, but he felt awkward to be there after that one night you called him and ranted to him all night about how they didn’t like him here with you. “I was worried about Y/N and wanted to cheer her up a little. I can leave now if you’d like.”

“It’s perfectly fine, Jimin.” She looked down at your sleepy face and chuckled once she saw the corners of your lips was smeared with ice cream. She was trying to get you to sleep for the longest time this week and was relieved to know you eventually fell asleep. “I don’t know what you did, but she’s finally sleeping, and I’m thankful for that. I’m glad both of you have each other even though it’s a little young.”

“I’m sorry?” He heard what she said, but he needed her to repeat it again. Did Taehyung’s parents think you and Jimin were exclusive? Was that the reason why they weren’t fond of him coming over when Taehyung wasn’t home? “What was that?”

“Aren’t you two together?” She emphasized the word together and Jimin laughed at her mistake. He didn’t think it was funny, but he was unfazed and laughed because he didn’t know how to react to her comment. “We just assumed since you spent a lot of time with her after school. I’m sorry.”

“I love her. I really do,” he said, staring at your face as you peacefully slept. This wasn’t the first time he had seen you asleep. There were multiple timers where you accidentally would fall asleep when you were watching them play video games. He admired the way you looked when you were sleeping, and he smiled. “But just not like that.”

From that moment on, that’s what he told everyone when they asked if the two of you were dating or together. He would throw his head back, smile and tell them he liked you platonically.

It’s been six years since the move, and you and Jimin were practically inseparable. Jimin was now sharing a dorm with Taehyung while you lived nearby on your own. The three of you were attending the same university, finishing up your last year together.  

It was Friday night, and Hoseok insisted everyone to go to the nearby club to dance and drink. The boys were on the crowded dance floor, dancing and continuously hitting on girls while you and your close friend, Tiffany were at the bar, enjoying your cocktails.

Tiffany was your exact polar opposite. She was raised by two moms in Daegu and spent a lot of her nights partying and socializing with different types of people. While growing up, she played volleyball and the viola and didn’t really have any male friends up until now after you had introduced her to yours. You met her when she took a seat next to you in your public speaking class and would always laugh at the sarcastic remarks she’d made about the professor under her breath. Although she was completely different from you, the two of you became great friends after being partners for a project.

“Be honest with me.” You nodded and started drinking your drink as the music started to get louder. Your favorite thing about her was that she was blunt and always got straight to the point. It was one of the few traits you both shared. “So there hasn’t been a time you’ve thought about sleeping with Jimin?”

Spitting out your drink, you looked at her as if she was crazy. Within the three years you’ve known Tiffany, she was one of the few people that didn’t ask you if you were with Jimin, and you were quite thankful for that. In fact, when you introduced Jimin to her, she had asked for your permission to go out with him as a joke. “You’re kidding, right? He’s Jimin, my best friend! Nothing more, nothing less!”

“Come on!” She threw her head back and laughed. “I’m obviously not the first person who thought about this. Be honest! Have you ever thought about him in that way?”

“Are we actually having this conversation right now? This is completely disgusting!” She gave you a death glare as you rolled your eyes and set the glass on the bar counter. “I mean, no. Not really. There are times when I find him attractive, but that’s the closest thing I’ve thought about him in the way you’re thinking about.”

“You cannot be serious!” She shouted, not caring if the people around her heard the conversation. “You’re telling me that you and Jimin have known each other for years and never kissed or anything?! Not even accidentally when the two of you are drunk and gazing into each other’s eyes at three in the morning? Not even a dirty dream?”

“Never!” You laughed, ignoring your racing heartbeat. It wasn’t a big deal, and you never thought it was. It was actually quite a shock to you when she finally brought the topic up because you had hoped this conversation would never happen between the two of you. “Besides, even if I did have a crush on him, I honestly don’t think I would do anything.”

“You are completely insane, like, please tell me how we’re friends!” You laughed and turned your head to Jimin. He was bending down to whisper something into a short blonde girl’s ear, probably asking her to dance with him or was giving her an invitation to his dorm. “He’s so attractive and would protect you against anything in the world, but you wouldn’t do anything.”

Biting your lower lip, you nodded. “That’s right.”

“Even if the two of you liked each other, you wouldn’t do anything at all?”

“I don’t think so.” You shrugged your shoulders once again. “For many good reasons.”

“Like what?” She scoffed and took a sip of her drink. “And don’t give me any bullshit answers! Give me actual practical and logical answers.”

“One, he would never like me.” All the girls Jimin went out with were all bubbly and knew how to continue a conversation with other people while you only talked to your friend group and would barely interact with other people. They also had to play a sport, while you never bothered playing anything and dedicated your time on studying or working. “I’m pretty sure he sees me as a sister he’s never had.”

Tiffany stared at you for a few seconds and shook her head. “I feel like I’m friends with Stevie Wonder right now. You are truly blind if you cannot see the way Jimin looks at you!”

Ignoring her, you continued, “Two, if I ever gain those feelings, I rather be close to him and be his friend than to ruin everything. I would be hurt if he didn’t reciprocate those kinds of feelings. He’s my best friend, and I am thankful for that. Him being in my life is all I need.”

You turned your head, and she looked at what you were staring at. She watched as Jimin got turned down by the blonde and stared at you as you stared back at him with amusement in your eyes. Even in the most crowded rooms, your eyes would find a way to meet his, and Tiffany can tell that you two were somehow having a conversation with your eyes. “You guys are literally having eye sex right now, and you’re telling me there’s nothing going between you and Jimin?!”

“That’s exactly what I’m telling you.” And that’s what you told everyone because you thought your platonic feelings for your best friend would never change, but it slowly did before you could even realize it yourself.

better || two

summary: jimin thinks trying on wedding dresses will cheer you up after a night of disaster 

word count: 4,131 (hi guys i am so sorry it’s been seven months but here’s chapter two!)

genre: bestfriend!jimin, college!au, bestfriends to lovers!au angst/fluff/slow burn

one || two

“Jimin, come on!” You shouted over the loud music blaring from the bathroom. It had been over five minutes since you started pounding on the white wooden door for Jimin to come out of the bathroom. “When I said ‘take your time,’ I didn’t actually mean it! I still need to get ready!” 

“Everything takes time!” He yelled back, causing you to groan. The door was suddenly swung opened. He looked at you with his red towel in his right hand, drying his black hair. “Would you like to come in? I just need to dry my hair.”

You scoffed and walked in. “I can’t believe you’re asking me if I would want to come to my own bathroom.” 

“I think you mean, our bathroom,” he joked, trying to make you smile. 

“You don’t live here.” Rolling your eyes, you grabbed your curling wand from the drawer. You plugged the wand in the outlet and then lowered the volume of Jimin’s music coming from his small black portable speaker. “If it’s ever this loud again, it’s going into the toilet.”

“What crawled up your ass?” You gave him a death glare as he stared back at you in the mirror. He was wearing a white long sleeve shirt with light-blue ripped jeans. “Everything okay?”

“Anna just broke up with Hobi, so guess who’s coming to the club tonight.” Jimin groaned. 

As much as you loved Hobi, you were not the biggest fan of brokenhearted Hobi. It wasn’t because he would cry, rant and sulk about his breakup; it was because he would turn to alcohol and sex and would go too crazy for a good week. He becomes that one lightweight uncle that drinks way too much and spills everyone’s secrets at family reunions.  In fact, you and Tiffany first met Hobi three years ago. You two were in line for the girls’ bathroom, and not wanting to wait any longer, you kicked the door open to find him drunk, puking on the floor. You had to drag him out, made him drink a bunch of water and made several dozen calls on his phone, trying to find someone to pick him up to take him home. Eventually, his friend answered the call, laughed, apologized and picked up Hobi ten minutes later. 

The next day, as you were leaving your business math class, you heard someone screaming your name across the hall. You turned around and saw his friend beckoning you to come towards him, Hobi and three other guys. Hobi apologized, thanked you for what you had done and offered to take you out to make it up to you.

Agreeing, you ate with Hobi and was formally introduced to his friends, Jungkook (the friend that picked him up), Namjoon, Yoongi and Seokjin. As you ate, you realized you all had a lot in common and continued to spend time with them more often, inviting them to go out and eat, see movies and more. After some time, you then introduced them to Tae and Jimin, creating a close friend group between everyone. 

Typically when Hoseok drank excessively, Taehyung and Namjoon took responsibility to take care of him, making sure he didn’t do anything stupid or something he would regret later. They were fine with being the parent of the night as everyone else had fun, drinking. 

But that night, Taehyung was in Japan for another week, finishing his work study course while Joon was out of town for the weekend, visiting his family, and when they were gone, it had to be you, who took care of Hobi.

“Do you want me to take care of him tonight?” Jimin asked as he put the towel on the glass shower door to dry. He stood behind you and grabbed the curling wand from the counter. “I don’t have to drink tonight.”

“Thanks.” You watched Jimin grab a small section of hair from the top of your head and wrap it around the wand. You never asked him to curl your hair, but he always did and when does it, he touches your hair so softly that you can’t feel it. Stylists always pulled on your hair and sometimes burned you, but Jimin never did. He was always careful with you. “And it’s fine. I’ll be on Hobi duty.”

“Are you sure?” He held the wand in place for fifteen seconds before letting go. He moved on to the next section of your hair. “This is my final offer. Going once, going twice.”

“I got it.” He repeated the curling your hair again. “Besides, he loves getting drunk with you, and you know that.”

Looking at Jimin in the mirror, you admired the sight of him curling your hair as he tilted his head back and laughed at your comment as if it was the funniest thing he had ever heard. 

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“How’s your night, Princess?” Jin teased as he came next to you at the bar. You noticed he was probably the least drunk out of everyone. He was wearing a regular black t-shirt and black jeans. “Having fun yet?” 

“You’re so funny.” You mocked him with the same tone of voice, causing him to smile. “It’s going absolutely terrible, but thanks for asking.”

“What’s wrong?” You didn’t need to open your mouth to answer his question. Your finger pointed at Hobi and Jimin; they were both about four feet away from you, buying another round of shots. “Thank God, I don’t have to handle those two tonight.” 

“I haven’t even figured out how I’m going to get them back to my apartment. Maybe I need a tranquilizer?” You watched as both of them finish the shots. “Assuming, they don’t end up in the hospital.”

“At this rate, Hobi is going to ring that bell to buy shots for everyone,” Jin joked.

“Oh, trust me, he’s tried.” You didn’t know if the goal for tonight is to get Hobi back at your place in one piece or if it was to make sure he doesn’t ring that bell, but you pulling him away from the bell was awfully hard. “Twice.”

 “Do you want me to smack some common sense into him?”

“At least not yet. I’m hoping at least one person tries to hit on him, so he can embarrass himself,” you joked. “How’s your night going?”

“Fine, I guess. I don’t really care,” he said. “I just wanted to check up on you and make sure you’re okay.”

“Please don’t tell me that’s your way of flirting,” Hoseok slurred as he stumbled in front of you and Jin with a drink in his hand. “You know you can do better than that.” 

“Better as in what?” You crossed your arms.

“I’m saying that I don’t want you two to sleep together tonight. I mean, I prefer you guys don’t do it at all, but if you’re going to do it, don’t do it tonight,” he ranted slowly. “I really don’t to hear your loud moans through your thin-ass walls. I actually want some sleep tonight, you know?” 

“Excuse me?” Noticing your confused face, Jimin came right next to him, took the drink away from Hobi’s hand and drank it himself. Hobi was too drunk to notice what had just happened. “I think it’s time for you to stop drinking, buddy.”

“You’re so loud,” Hobi exaggerated, imitating a high pitch sound of a moan. People started to stare as you tried to hush him, but he kept moaning.

“This isn’t the time or place,” Jin warned, not wanting Hobi to say the wrong thing. “We don’t need to talk about this right now.”

“That you and Y/N hooked up?” Hobi blurted out. “Why can’t we talk about that?”

“What are you talking about?” Jimin asked as he saw your eyes widen at Hobi’s sudden confession. His head turned to you, expecting an answer. “What is he talking about?”  

“I have no idea,” you lied. “He’s drunk.”

“You and Jin hooked up two months ago, remember?” He started screaming in the club. “I can’t be the only one remembering this. Here, let’s get Yoongi. I bet he remembers. Yoongi!”

“You guys what?!” You raised your eyebrows at Jimin’s sudden attitude change. He wasn’t the type to yell at anyone; he always tried to calm everyone down by awkwardly telling jokes. In fact, you couldn’t remember the last time you heard him yell. “You guys hooked up?!”

“Oh shit.” Hobi was finally coming to realization with what was being said. “I forgot we weren’t supposed to tell Jimin.”

“What?!” Jimin’s tone of voice started getting louder. “You guys lied to me?”

“It just sort of happened.” Which wasn’t really a lie, but not the truth either. You and Jin were both at his place, getting drunk of some store bought wine as everyone else was out on a date that night. You complained to Jin how you missed having sex, and as a joke, Jin suggested he could change that.

“It’s not a big deal,” Jin reassured him as he stood next to you. “It was a one time thing.”

“Just wait until Tae finds out!” 

“Dude.” Hoseok stressed the word out. “Who do you think found them and told us not to tell you?” 

One of the most embarrassing moments of your life was when you and Jin were making out that next morning, about to make that one time thing a two time thing, and as you moaned loudly, Taehyung walked in, asking if Jin was okay. He really thought your moan was his. 

That feeling of embarrassment did not leave until weeks after. It wasn’t like you were naked or hadn’t kissed guys in front of your cousin before, but it wasn’t something you wanted him to see, hear or know. You also didn’t want him or any of the other boys to subtly make any jokes about you moaning (but of course, they did).

Taehyung was mortified as he gathered you and Jin into the living room with everyone, except Jimin; he was still sleeping in his room. You and Jin had to explain what happened and that you guys only saw each other as friends. Taehyung then made you and Jin agree that it would never happen again and made everyone swore not to tell Jimin. No one asked why, but we agreed not to.

“You guys slept together,” Jimin said in a low voice, still louder than the music around him. “I can’t believe you guys did that.”

“What?” You were taken back by his comment. Was he mad that everyone didn’t tell him what happened? Or was he mad at the fact you and Jin had hooked up? He couldn’t have been mad at that, but it sounded like that. 

“I can’t do this.” Jimin grabbed a random drink next to him and splashed all the liquid onto Jin. He threw the empty glass onto the ground, pushed Hoseok out of his way and angrily walked away.

“Jimin!” Jin called out. He was about to go after him, but you grabbed onto his shoulder and shook your head. “Shouldn’t we get him?”

“Leave him, he’s drunk,” you said. “He’s probably getting a taxi to go back to his place, and if not, he’ll call me to get him. He’ll be okay.”

“Yo! What a crazy night, guys!” Hoseok screamed as he rang the bell, having everyone cheer for him and the free drinks. “Free drinks!”

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“Please don’t be mad at me,’ he said. “I know being drunk is not an excuse, but I really was drunk. I don’t know what came over me.”

Shopping was something Jimin actually enjoyed doing, especially with you. Although you would complain and try to rush him out of the dressing room all the time, he liked all the jokes you made and all the honest feedback you gave him. Your opinion really influenced him. More than once, your opinion had saved him from public embarrassment from his friends and everyone else he was trying to impress. Everyone has some piece of clothing they regret buying, except Jimin.

“I thought you said you were going to make it up to me.” After getting off work, you and Jimin were at the mall, walking around, arms linked with each other. He apologized and told you that he wanted to make it up to you. “Typically when that happens, I pick and enjoy what we do. And last time I checked, you like shopping and I don’t.” 

“I’m here to pay for whatever you want, and I promise I won’t get a single thing for myself unless I have special permission from you. Consider this as an extra birthday present from me.” Jimin went all out for your birthday, but you couldn’t blame him when you did the same. When his birthday came around, you bought him seven expensive presents for each day of the week he was born, and he would do the same for you; it had became a natural thing to do for each other.

“You don’t have to do that,” you said. “I just want you to apologize to Jin and Hobi though.” 

“But first, I need to say sorry to you for ruining your night, and this is my way of saying sorry.” He shrugged. “Besides, you really need new clothes for your birthday.”

“My clothes are perfectly fine!” You argued, playfully hitting his arm. 

“Where to?” He asked. 

“I really don’t need any new clothes,” You repeated. 

“Let’s just have fun and try things on then,” he suggested. 

He suddenly stopped walking causing you unlink your arm with his. You gave him a confused look, not understanding why he stopped. He rolled his eyes and nod his head towards the store you two were in front of.

“Jimin, no! Not today. We aren’t doing this,” you whined. 

“Come on! It’ll be fun! You love watching Say Yes to the Dress.”

“Are you crazy? I am not trying on wedding dresses for fun!” As he desperately tries to pull you in, you tried to pull Jimin in the other direction, hoping not to rip the sleeve of your shirt. “Anyone seeing this?! He’s trying to hold me hostage against my own will!” 

“I’m not!” Jimin eventually got you on your feet and pushed you into the store. You two sat on the first unoccupied chairs and waited for someone to come. 

“Hi. Are we looking at wedding dresses today?” The sales associate asked. She was wearing in a black business suit with black heels. 

“Yes, we are looking for dresses today!” He declared loudly for everyone to hear. “She wants something very simple, but not too basic. No mermaid dresses, beaded tops, corsets or anything with any ridiculous design.”

“Oh god,” you mumbled under your breath, thinking you could not take another minute of this. 

"I think I can help you with that.” She laughed and shook her hand out. “My name is Kim.”

“I’m Jimin, and this is Y/N.” 

“I’ll have you follow me into a dressing room, and Jimin, if you find any dresses Y/N might like, try to find me.” 

After a couple minutes of waiting in the dressing room, you heard a knock on the door. The door slightly opened, and Kim walked in with one sleeved wedding dress, one ball gown weeding dress and one a-line wedding dress in her hands. “I have three dresses for you.” 

“Wow,” you blurted out as she hung each of them. You weren’t really a fan of dresses, but something about wedding dresses made you want to try them on. “These are all so pretty.” 

“I’m glad you like them.” She smiled. “Do you know which one you want to try on first?” 

The sweetheart lace A-line wedding dress caught your eye first. It was exactly how Jimin described your taste: simple, but not too basic. The dress wasn’t pure white, but it was ivory blush color. You weren’t a fan of floral, but you loved the lace floral design on the dress. You reached out to touch the material and admired the dress. “I think this one.” 

As you started removing your jeans and sweater, Kim turned around to give you some privacy. She was getting the dress out of the bag and off the hook, ready to help you when you were ready to try on the dress. You laughed, but you liked her presence. “How long have you and Jimin been together?” 

“I’m sorry, what?” You froze. “Did you say me and Jimin?”

She turned around and unzipped the back zipper for you. She held the dress as you got into it. “You two are so adorable.”

“We’re just friends,” you said quickly as she pulled the dress up. “We’re not dating.” 

“Oh!” She furrowed her eyebrows together, trying to understand the situation. “I’m sorry, but I thought you two were. Usually, couples shop for wedding dresses together.”

“I’m not getting married either. I’m just making him happy by trying on wedding dresses.” She zipped up the zipper as you adjusted your hair, making sure it wasn’t in the way. 

“You guys would look together.” The whole atmosphere became awkward, and you wanted to slap Jimin for making you go through this alone. He was better at telling people you two weren’t dating, while you always made everything more awkward. “Have you two dated?” 

“No.” You let out an awkward laugh. “I’m not really his type anyways.”

You remember when you used to get overwhelmed when people asked about your relationship with Jimin. You felt as if you were only known as Jimin’s girl rather than an actual human being. 

“Just say I don’t like you like that, and just change the subject to show them how amazing you are,” he said.

 “He doesn’t like me like that,” you repeated what Jimin told everyone. 

“But do you?” She asked. “Do you like him like that?”

When people asked you that question, you immediately always said that the thought of you and Jimin dating was never a possibility. You would always tell them no and move on from the conversation, but when Kim asked you right there, in that room of wedding dresses, you had to think about your feelings. 

Was there something actually there that felt something more for your best friend? Did you like spending time with Jimin? Yes, but all best friends enjoy their time with their best friend. Do you feel the happiest with Jimin? Of course, but all best friends feel happy with their best friend. Do you think about Jimin constantly? Yes, but even friends think about their friends.

“Are you married?” You asked her as she was in front of you, adjusting the dress. 

“Yes.” She smiled. “Almost 20 years.” 

“How did you know he was the one you wanted?” 

“He was my best friend,” she answered. “But I noticed that I always thought of him for the smallest of things, and I didn’t want anyone else in front of me at the altar. I wanted to spend my time with him the most.”

“That’s beautiful.” 

“Is that how you feel about Jimin?”

You had a bunch of relationships, but it never got to the point where you felt like you were seriously in love, and the idea of marriage with any of your boyfriends never came to your mind. You knew you wanted to fall in love and wanted to get married, but when you thought about it, Jimin came into your mind. You pictured him in a tuxedo, smiling at you as if he was happy for you getting married. But the idea of him being the groom rather the best man or groomsmen didn’t sickened you; it actually made your heart flutter in excitement. Is that what love feels like? Had you always been feeling love for him?

“Oh my god.” A tear rolled down onto your cheek. Your feelings were a mess, and you couldn’t believe what was happening. Did that mean you liked Jimin? Did that mean you actually loved him? Not as a friend, but as a partner. “I-”

Before you could answer her question, there was a loud knock on the door. “Hey Kim. I have a dress for Y/N. She’s going to love it.” 

She opened the door slightly to grab the dress, but she didn’t open it wide enough for him to see you. Pushing the door right away, she yelled out, “Thanks.” 

Wiping your face, you laughed at the sight of the dress and rolled your eyes at Jimin’s humor. It was a black v-neck ball gown; the top was practically see through while he bottom of the dress looked like one giant rose. You absolutely hated the dress, and you knew he did too.

“This is a joke, right?” Kim asked, petrified with what she was holding in her hand. “Does he think this is ‘simple, but not too basic?’”

“He just wanted me to laugh.” You smiled. “He knew I would probably feel a little anxious, so he brought that to cheer me up.”

“And he did.” She gave you a small smile. You knew that she really love you and Jimin together. “I didn’t mean to overwhelm you with your feelings, by the way. That was rude of me to do that. I shouldn’t have asked and should have respected you with what you said.” 

“It’s fine.” A small part of you wanted to thank her, but you couldn’t tell if this was something worth thanking about. What if the realization of your feelings later breaks you? Was it worth knowing?

“It’s not,” Kim countered. “I’m sorry.” 

“I just have a lot to think about.” You shrugged, trying to bury all your feelings. “It doesn’t look like I cried, right?” 

“I don’t think he’ll know,” she said, scanning your face to see.

“You’ll be surprised.”

“You look breathtaking,” she said as she made you look at the mirror. “This dress was made for you.” 

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“Close your eyes!” He groaned as he put his hands to cover his eyes. You were on the podium, facing Jimin with your back facing the mirrors. “You’re not peaking, right?” 

“Nope,” he promised. “Can I look now?” 

“Promise you won’t make fun of me.” 

“Why would I make fun of you?”

“Just promise me!” You tried not to laugh.

“I promise.” 

“Okay. Open your eyes.” 

He opened his eyes and you noticed his jaw slightly dropped. He stared at you, mesmerizing every detail of the dress. He was sure that his loud heartbeat could be heard. “Wow.”

You wondered if he liked the dress or if he liked you being in the dress. “I love this dress a lot.” 

“I love it too,” he agreed. He stood up on the podium with you and looked closely at your face. Biting your lip, you tried to look away, but you knew that he could tell. “Were you crying?” 

“Veil or no veil?” Kim asked with a veil in her hand. She really knew how to save you like an angel.

“Veil.”

“No veil.” 

Even though you said no, Kim handed the veil to Jimin. He then put the veil on top of your head, adjusting your hair. You felt him run his fingers in your hair, slowly. Then, just like Kim, he turned your body towards the mirror. His eyes met yours in the mirror. “You are so stunning.” 

You turned to Jimin. “You’re just saying that.”

“I’m not,” he said. “I mean it.”

Putting his arms around you, he pulled you closer to him. Automatically, you put your arms around his neck and felt his hair at the nape of his neck. His head leaned towards you as he stared at your lips. 

You two had always been close. It was a normal thing, but this was the first time you were this close. It felt like he was looking at you for permission to press his lips against yours. 

A sound coming from him stopped him. He let go out you as he grabbed the phone out of his back pocket and looked at who was calling him. “It’s Jessica.” 

Your eyes widened.

Jessica.

How could you forget? Jessica. Jimin’s girlfriend. Jimin’s girl. The person that is not you.

“Hey, what’s up?” He asked as he slid to answer the call and put the phone towards his ear. You hear loud noises come from the other end, and then all of the sudden, you watched Jimin ran out of the store with no explanation. 

As if nothing between you had happened. 

As if it didn’t mean anything to him. 

And you were left alone, in a wedding dress, confused with your feelings of your best friend.