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socheckitout-mikey · 3 years

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heya birdies! this wasn’t requested, i’m just in love with brett talbot sm! enjoy! - mae

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Cuddling With Brett Talbot Hc’s:

° Brett has this heart melting habit of pressing the most tender of kisses on your forehead or temple whenever the pair of you are cuddling. That shit make you m e l t !

° Your fingers have made themselves a home in his wavy locks, so much so that whenever you stop playing with Brett’s hair, he’ll stare up at you with those big puppy eyes until you continue again.

° If it’s possible, Brett will play with your hair as well, and if that’s not your thing, he’s stroking your back till you fall asleep in his arms.

° Cuddling is an absolute must whenever Brett has returned from a late lacrosse practice. No matter your size and structure, he’ll pick you up from what you’re doing and place you on top of him, whether that’s on the couch or in bed.

° Sweet nothings being whispered ardently to one another.

° Comfortable silence. Brett doesn’t always feel the need to talk, he’s comfortable enough in your presence.

° Giggles littered profusely as you both engage in a brutal tickle war. Spoiler alert: Brett always wins.

° Brett is predominantly the big spoon because of his size and height, but whether you’re taller or smaller, you can also spoon his pretty backside too. He honestly would be grateful for it.

° So many “I love you’s” though not always spoken aloud. Sweet gestures also count.

° Cuddling naked because why not.

° Talking about anything and everything. It often leads to the pair of you having extremely husky voices afterwards, but Brett declares for the pair of you that it’s worth it because how else was he going to find out half the stuff about you he does now?

° Wandering hands. On both ends. I see y’all!

° Kissed necks, shoulders and collar bones. Doesn’t always have to be sexual, sometimes it’s sweet.

° Brett genuinely has a few playlists that consist of soft and chill music to play in the background when you both cuddle. It coaxes you both to sleep, which is his usual goal, because he’s a tired boii.

° Sometimes you’ll both have movies or tv shows on in the background. It all get’s forgotten about as soon as you’re gelled together on the couch.

° Lori barging in 10/10 times just to annoy the hell out of Brett. It works.

° “Satomi! Brett and Y/N are making out again!”

° “No we’re not, Lori! Shut up!”

° “C’mere, babe, let’s make out for real.”

° “Ew!”

° 99.9% of the time you dorks fall asleep. Again, it was part of the plan though.

° Ya boii latches onto you like an overgrown beanpole, so there’s really no hope in you getting up to go for a pee. You’re peeing the bed. Ya nasty shit.

° “Hey string bean penis, let me go! I gotta piss.”

° “String bean what?!”

° “Did you hear me stutter?”

° Brett’s sleepy voice ugh.

° Nuzzling your face into his chest or neck seems to make him melt into a puddle in the covers. He’s officially whipped, congrats!

° So Brett has bad days too and needs to be held. His go to is to smush his face into your chest, sigh deeply and off you go playing with his gloriously fluffy locks until you’re rewarded with even breaths not even two minutes later. Poor puppy fell asleep.

° Ya boii snores like there’s an avalanche happening in Beacon Hills. And yes, you did shove a pencil up his nose when he wouldn’t stfu. Yes, he did wake up just as the eraser went in, and yes he did also chase you around Satomi’s home until it drove the alpha mad!

° “Brett, stop terrorizing Y/N!” Satomi shouted with finality through the home.

° “They stuck a pencil up my nose and the erasers still up there!” Brett retorted swiftly, bending around the corner to look at his alpha, in hopes she would reconsider.

° “They only did that because you snore like Chewbacca!” Lori snorted loudly, shoving you into the hallway closet in hopes of hiding you.

° Brett literally kisses you so randomly during cuddle sessions. You’ve learnt to accept it at this point.

° Saturday and Sunday morning cuddles are a thing and you’re not leaving the bed. Brett’s declared that completely. If you resist, he’s wrapping his legs around you too.

° Brett randomly pokes your cheek and this one time he totally missed, poking you straight in the eye. You refused to let him touch you after that.

° Pouty Brett, but also, pouty you.

° Wrestling. You always successfully manage to get Brett in a solid headlock until he starts tickling your feet. You may not have you did kick him in the shin.

° "Loser,” Brett teases delicately into your ear as he pokes your sides swiftly, causing your body to jolt in response.

° “Okay, whatever you say, string bean penis!” You quip naturally back.

° “That’s not what you called my penis last ni-” Brett began strongly, fingers dancing under the hem of your shirt.

° “Can you two shut up? Werewolf downstairs!” Lori belts at the top of her lungs from the living room downstairs.

° So you and Lori are pretty close, there’s no doubt about that. So, you’re cuddled into Brett, spending time with Lori too, and as you’re watching a movie, you’ll feel a soft weight on your lap and there’s Lori, curled up asleep. Before you even have the chance to begin playing with her hair, Brett’s messed it up and now you’re caught in the middle of the two, Lori’s fists flying at Brett a 100 miles per hour.

° After that, Lori proceeds to tell you every embarrassing detail of Brett’s life and you’re living for it. Use it all against him the next time he laughs at you for falling down the stairs.

° You wearing Brett’s lacrosse jersey when cuddling? That shit just hits different and ya boii is living for it.

° Brett’s just addicted to cuddling you now, so say goodbye to your personal space lmaoo.

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painfullybadimagines · 4 years

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Homework Buddies - Zach Dempsey Imagines

Summary

Your best friend Hannah teases you about your crush on Zach Dempsy, and certain events lead you in an intresting direction...

Word Count: 2.7k

Warnings: Hints at smut

*not my gif

"Ugh" you groaned as you and Hannah walked through the school doors into an already packed hallway. The hustle and bustle of the students inside made you want to turn and run straight out the door.

"Come on the day has just started be at least a little more positive" said Hannah shaking her head at you as the two of you made a left towards your form room trying to dodge the large amount of people that were darting here there and everywhere in the corridor.

"It's Monday how could anyone be positive" you said with a sigh as the two of you turned the corner.

Bryce came up to you with a big cocky smirk on his face and started talking about the 'mad' party he had at the weekend and how you both should have been there. He was standing in the middle of you and Hannah; Hannah thankfully started talking to him so you wouldn't have to deal with him which you were really grateful for. As you were walking along you caught the eye of the one and only Zach Dempsey who to your surprise was about to smile at you but then Bryce threw his arm around you and pulled you close to him. Zach's eyes flicked from you to Bryce and then his arm around your shoulders before he looked at Justin motioning for him to look in your direction as his gaze fell to the floor. Justin turned towards you and glared at Bryce before turning back to Zach, he started talking about something.

Hannah had finally managed to get Bryce off of the both of you and quickly dragged you into your form room before he could give either of you any more unwanted affection. To your relief he didn't follow you both into the classroom, he had probably wandered off to annoy someone else

"God he's such a creep, if he didn't go around playing the rich kid card and actually talked nicely to people then maybe people would genuinely like him" she said flopping down into her chair that was next to yours.

She rubbed her eyes with her hands and yawned before turning to you.

"Um yeah" you said still confused about what had happened in the hallway, you stared at the blackboard at the front of the classroom and bit your lip.

Hannah leaned a little closer to you and you turned your head towards her knowing that she was going to say something that you didn't want her two. You raised your eyebrow in warning but she simply ignored it.

"Did you see the look on Zach's face when Bryce threw his arm around you?" said Hannah with a giant smile. "He is so into you" she said before Zach and Justin entered the room.

Zach had his head down and her glanced at you just for a moment through his fringe before brushing past you and sitting in his seat which you knew was somewhere at the back of the class.

"It was nothing" you said shaking your head as the form tutor walked in.

Three periods later and you were in biology watching the teacher ramble on about veins and capillaries or something. You were sat next to Hannah on one of the middle benches with your back to the window sitting sideways to the teacher's desk.

"So you given any more thought to Zach?" asked Hannah in a hushed whisper wiggling her eyebrows at you.

"Shhh" you said your gaze drifting to Zach who was sat on the desk in front of the teacher facing towards the window but on the opposite side of the room.

"Oh come on" she said "he's glanced at you at least ten times and we are only twenty minutes into the lesson."

"Yeah right" you said, looking back over at Zach, your eyes met then he quickly turned his attention back to the teacher. You frowned slightly and looked down at your paper.

"I told you so" said Hannah elbowing you with a smug smirk across her lips

You turned your gaze back to her trying to look as uninterested in the whole thing as you could possibly muster.

"It means nothing has probably just looking out of the window" you said shaking your head and stealing another glance.

"How many more excuses are you going to make" she said sounding defeated. "Fine he doesn't like you at all, I guess it's just a coincidence that his grades have dropped since you joined the class, and he only ever 'looks out the window' in biology because it makes sense for him to do that in his favourite subject" she said sounding a little mad before turning her attention back to the teacher.

For the next thirty minutes you kept glancing back at Zach but you didn't catch him looking at you again. Part of you felt happy because it means that things wouldn't get complicated but part of you wanted to catch him stealing a glance in your direction again.

Finally the end of the lesson came and you were more than willing to leave even if it meant that you got to gym class early when the teacher decided to drop a bomb shell.

"Right class as the last assignment turned out to be nothing short of a complete shambles I am going to be putting you all in pairs, the pairs have already been chosen by me so that everyone's skills will be properly utilised and you will all be forced to do well in this class. As extra means to make sure that you complete the assignment I will be giving extra credit to whoever gets an A. But in order to win the prize you must make sure that both of you worked on the project together I will be able to tell." Said the teacher.

The class erupted in a mix of groans and protests from both the geeks and jocks combined.

"Oh god" said Hannah "I hope I get a geek or something I could really do with the extra credit" she continued biting her lip in anticipation.

"So a geek like Clay" you asked her eyes grew wide and she elbowed you. "Not so fun when it is the other way around" she glared at you but didn't say anything.

"Ok class settle down" said the teacher holding up a list, he began reading out the names.

You listened to the names and made faces at Hannah at pairs that defiantly weren't going to work out and she did the same to you until, it came to your turn.

"Y/n will be paired with Zach" said the teacher and your eye instantly flicked to Zach who was also looking at you.

"Ooh now's your chance to get to know him a little better" whispered Hannah, you turned towards her. "Big strong, muscly guy like that can teach you all about human anatomy" she said holding in her laugh and wiggling her eyebrows at you.

"Ew" you said looking at her with the best disgusted face you could muster.

"No but seriously, have you even been paying attention or have you been too busy say dreaming about Zach?" she asked shaking her head.

"What?" you asked confused.

"God you really haven't have you, look at the title of the assignment dumbo" she said nodding her head in the direction of the board.

Sure enough there was the title of the assignment in big bold letters 'Human Anatomy'

"I genuinely think that I have pissed someone off up in heaven big time" you said to Hannah in disbelief.

"Or someone up there really wants you two together, imagine how cute your babies would be" said Hannah with a smile.

"How about you and Clay?" you said knowing exactly how to shut her up about the subject.

"Ok I get it, but on another note he's top of the class so pretty much the best partner that you can have" she finished as you both got up and walked towards the door, you saw Zach leave first without so much as looking in your direction.

As you and Hannah reached the sports hall after taking the longest route you could without raising suspicion you realised that all the girls in your class weren't in the changing room getting ready like they usually where they were beginning to file into the stands surrounding the basketball court.

"Whats going on?" Hannah asked one of the girls as you both joined the back of the line.

"Teachers not in and they don't have a sub available so we get to watch the boys play basketball" she said with a smile.

You and Hannah filter in and found some seats away from the others, everyone was pretty spread out anyway all in their own friendship groups so it wasn't like the two of you looked odd on your own.

"So you given any more thought to Dempsey?" asked Hannah as you all waited for the boys to finish changing.

"No, anyway almost every girl in the room is crushing on him so why should i?" you asked as some of the boys come walking into the hall. And among them Zach Dempsey.

Even from where the two of you were sitting you could hear the girls whisper as he strode across the pitch in the uniform which consisted of a muscle shirt showing his impossibly toned arms. He was tall aswell which is why he played Basket ball over any other sports. He had his back to you and was throwing a basketball from hand to hand, you thought he must have felt you staring as he turned slightly to look at you his expression not changing before he turned back to his team mates.

"Oooh look at those arms" said Hannah with a laugh before she lowered he voice " imagine the things they could do"

"Stop" you said with a small laugh before shaking your head.

"Why are they giving you some unholy thoughts" she said again with a laugh.

"Shit why does he have to be hot as fuck and nice as hell" you said burring your face in your hands.

"I will take that as a yes then"

"Hey I didn't say that?"

Finally the day was over, and you could head home. You said goodbye to Hannah as you and her both lived in different directions, you were prepared to go home make yourself some popcorn watch a little Netflix and forget about all the events of today. But heaven defiantly wasn't on your side.

"Hey Y/n" said Zach walking away from the group of jocks and stepping in time with you.

"Hey" you said with a smile praying the world would just swallow you up.

No such luck.

"So this assignment, it pretty important that I ace it to get the grade that I want at the end of the yeah so do you think that we could start now?" he asked running his hands through his hair.

Say, no say no, you thought to yourself.

"Yeah" you said out loud mentally kicking yourself, what was wrong with you?

"Ok do you want to come back to my house, I have some books and Wi-Fi that works unlike the library" he said with a small nervous smile.

"Oh you mean right away, right away" you continued.

Just tell him that you have plans right now after school, heres your opportunity to get out of this you thought again.

"Yeah ok, that's fine by me" you said with a smile.

You mentally kicked yourself, why had you agreed, the prospect of popcorn and cheesy movies was within reach but you blew it all off to study with Zach.

"Great" he said with a big smile as the both of you began walking in the direction of his house.

Twenty minutes later you were walking up the driveway of a rather large house, you looked at it in awe as you passed Zach's car on the driveway. He opened the door and stepped inside motioning for you to follow. You walk in and the inside of the house matches the outside perfectly with a number of expensive looking ornaments dotted about the place. You followed Zach into the kitchen which again was massive.

"Hey do you mind if I go freshen up a little I just had practice and well" he said motioning to his sports gear that looked a little sweaty.

"No that's fine" you said with a smile.

"Um... here the wifi password, you can get started on the project while you wait if you want" he said scribbling on a sticky note on the fridge then handing it to you. "See you in a minute" he finished putting his bag on the chair next to yours before leaving the room.

You quickly typed in the password and no sooner had you phone picked up the wifi signal a message from Hannah popped up. You unlocked your phone to answer

Italics = You

Normal = Hannah

So I saw you walking home with Dempsey... ;)

Yep we thought we would start early on the project :)

Oh... should I leave you two to get back to the "Project" then? ;P

What no! I didn't mean it like that. He's it the shower

So you wanted him to freshen up a little bit then?

No Hannah, he went to shower by himself and then we are going to start our biology project.

You do realise that he has a giant crush on you right?

Stop it we are just working on biology project nothing more

I know you and I know him so I am certain that it's going to turn into something more ;P

Ugh whatever, I think I hear him coming down the stairs gtg

Just as you put your phone down Zach came walking into the room wet hair flopping in his face, a tight t-shit that stretched around his arms a little showing his muscles. His sweatpants hanging low on his hips he smiled at you before stepping forward and sitting in the chair next to you.

"So what is our project on then?" he smiled again looking through the various pieces of paper that you had sprawled about on the kitchen table.

You couldn't help but look at him, he was gorgeous, he looked up at you that's when you realised that you hadn't answered his question.

"Um...errr... I don't know" you said his gaze making you lost for words.

He didn't say anything but the two of you began leaning closer and closer until your lips connected. He was soft at first delicate, apprehensive. Then as your hands went to his hair tangling though it the kiss grew deeper as his arms wrapped around your waist pulling you closer towards him.

He pulled away from you his face just inches from yours, he didn't need to speak you bit your lip then nodded. In one swift motion he picked you and your legs wrapped around your waist as he carried you out of the kitchen and up the stairs. You kissed down his jawline and then down his neck finding his sweet spot when a moan escaped his lips. Then you felt the cool wood of his bedroom door on your back as he pushed you into it, causing it to swing open. He walked into the room kicking the door closed behind him before throwing you down on the bed him falling onto of his arms either side of your head as he moved to begin kissing down your neck. One arm went to his waist the other stayed in his hair. A moan escaped your lips and you could feel him smirk against your skin.

His lips returned to yours kissing you deeply, your hands travelled down his back to the bottom of his shirt, you felt his hot skin against your fingertips and began trailing your hands up his back feeling every muscle and contour until your hands reached his shoulders. He pulled away from you briefly to pull his shirt over his head before kissing you again.

Let's just say you didn't get any of your assignment done that night...

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bullet-proofgirlscouts · 6 years

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JiminXReader - In One Week, Part - 8

Part 1; Part 2; Part 3; Part 4; Part 5; Part 6; Part 7;

“So Jimin isn’t in love with you?”

“Mhmm.”

“But he’s in love with the person who created your podcast?”

“Mmhmm…”

“Which is you.”

“Mmm…”

“And you- I’m sorry can you please speak in words?” Yoongi snapped, annoyed that his friend was stuffing her face with ice cream.

“Mmm?” she frowned, not appreciating his outburst. Swallowing the mouthful of cold, chocolatey goodness, she licked her lips before focusing back on Yoongi

“Why is this a problem?” Yoongi asked.

“Because…it just doesn’t seem fair.” She replied, twirling her spoon in the ice cream bowl.

She had called him at night, asking him if he was free and if she could talk to him. She didn't want him to go through the trouble of talking face-to-face and was more than content with talking to him over the phone, but he refused. He could tell by the tone of her voice that she was upset about something and nothing in the world could stop him from being by her side. So, he picked her up from her door and took her to a small café (promising Grandpa that he would bring her back in an hour and bring ice cream back for him too) that was situated quite remotely, only a handful of people came by and they sat at a table in the corner, ordering sundaes.

“I can’t just be like, ‘hey! Remember you told me you’re in love with this podcast lady? Guess what? That’s me! The girl you rejected. Now let’s make out’”

Yoongi tried not to chuckle at how she said the whole sentence without taking a single breath. But now was not the time.

“…You should have seen the way he talked about it. Like the creator was the most amazing person alive, like she’s the living embodiment of perfection and should be showered with praise for the rest of her life.”

“And that’s a bad thing, because…?”

“Because it didn’t seem like he was talking about me! It was like the creator is a different person all together. He doesnt...he doesnt love me, he in love with this...” she paused for a second before saying, “idea of me that he’s created in his head, one that is amazing. I can’t compete with that”

“So basically, you feel like you can’t tell him you are the creator because he might be disappointed?”

She nodded slowly, her eyes looking down, focusing on the ice cream.

“That’s the stupidest thing I’ve heard.” Yoongi said. He felt a bit guilty when he saw her flinch a bit but he held his own.

Sure, he was a bit biased. In his eyes, she’s the most amazing person he knew, flaws and all. The two of them grew up together, Yoongi has watched as she grew into this amazing human being. He adored her as much as she did him, even though he’s never actually told her that. Yoongi felt a need to be protective of her and she understood that his harsh words were his way of doing so. She was his baby sister, his best friend and he couldn't be prouder of her. She wasn't spectacular in any way, but she was to him, and from the way he saw Jimin look at her, the orange haired kid felt the same way and it infuriated him that she couldn't see that.

So, yes, he was just a little bit biased.

“Is it?” she asked, softly, “Is it that far fetched of an idea?”

Continuing, she said, “I would rather him be in love with this image of me. Even if i’m not what he’s looking for… the creator is still me.”

“So you’re settling for that?”

“For now? Yeah. Maybe i’ll get over it when the time comes, maybe Jimin will stop pining after this ‘anonymous’ person cause i’m never telling him,” she ignored Yoongi’s glare as she continued, “I liked the way things were. It’s probably going to be awkward with him now, knowing that i have a crush on him, but i don't want him finding out the truth and that making things worse!”

“Why?” Yoongi pressed, “What’s the worst that could possibly happen? Jimin is a nice guy, isn't he? You really think he’s the type of person to abandon you or stop being friends with you if you tell him?”

“No! Of course not!”

“Then why-”

“I don't know!” she snapped, causing many people to turn in their direction. Her face turned red as she hunched her shoulders, muttering an apology. It took a few minutes for things to calm down and for everyone’s attention to be off of them.

“...it just doesn't seem fair.” she said softly, pushing her ice cream towards Yoongi, asking him to finish it for her, “I can't tell him that i’m the person he’s in love with when he already rejected me. I know you think that i’m downplaying myself here, but it’s not that, at least, not just that. Jimin isn’t in love with me, plain and simple, and me telling him that i’m the creator shouldn't change that, it wouldn't be genuine if it does. So why bother wasting my time and everyone's emotion for something that won't make things better? ”

Yoongi sighed, understanding her logic but hating it.

She chuckled, knowing what he was thinking. “I dont like it either,” she said, “But that’s just how it is.”

~~~

Monday rolled in and she didn’t show up to class today. Turns out she didn’t show up to university at all. He considered calling her but decided against it. Maybe he was thinking too highly of himself, which he hated, but the last conversation they had together was of him rejecting her. Maybe she needed some space.

So he didn’t contact her on Monday. It was a boring day.

He didn’t call her on Tuesday either. He realized how dull and uninteresting the group he hung out with really were. Conversations consisted only of gossip and plans to go shopping. He couldn’t crack even one genuine laugh when before, his stomach used to hurt from it.

Wednesday, he started getting concerned. He sent her a text, asking her why she was missing classes and if she was ok. She didn’t see the message that day.

Thursday, again, she didn’t show up. Jimin called her but he was directed to a message that said that her number didn't exist. He was worried and confused. Was it because of him? Did he break her heart more than he had thought to the point where she didn’t feel like they could be friends anymore? Or maybe she was just sick and everything was going to be ok. But if she was just sick why couldn’t she have replied to his messages? Why were his calls not going through? Was this really his fault?

Jimin hardly said a word the next day. Without realizing it, he spent all his time sulking and moping. His friends realized it though, especially Jihyo who grew more and more annoyed as Jimin’s mind seemed to move farther and farther away from reality. From her. She had a feeling she knew why he was the way he was. Deciding to break the somber mood she was determined to lighten Jimin’s spirit during break time.

Everyone was sitting at the cafeteria, munching on food. Jihyo kept her eyes on Jimin and to her annoyance, he still seemed down to the dumps.

“So Jimin,” she said, leaning forward on the table, making sure to push her chest together. Every time she used to do that the boy blushed and looked away, trying his best not to stare, and she found it adorable.

But this time he hardly glanced her way. He acknowledged her question with a simply grunt, but his eyes were glued to his phone. But he wasn’t really doing anything, just staring at it, like he was waiting for something to happen.

She quickly wiped the second of shock on her face as she processed that Jimin just out-right ignored her, but she carried on.

“I heard you got the highest store in your literature class for that project of yours. Congratulations!”

That seemed to have brought Jimin slightly out of his secluded state. “Thanks,” he said, with a smile, “It was mostly because of my partner that we got a good score.”

“Oh don’t be modest,” Jihyo said, “I’m sure you contributed way more than she did. I’m surprised you even stuck with her through the whole thing. If it was me I would have demanded to change partners immediately.” She started laughing along with her other friends but when she glanced at Jimin, her laugh got stuck in her throat.

He was glaring at her with a look she had never seen before, anger. However, that rage withered away as soon as she saw it, making her wonder if it happened at all.

She cleared her throat, “I haven't seen you two hanging out anymore, did you take my advice?”

“I did, but that’s not why we’re not hanging out.” Jimin replied, still focused on his phone.

“Really? Because if you rejected her-”

“I don't want to talk about it.” Jimin interrupted, “Ok, i’m just a bit worried because she isn't answering my calls or my texts.”

“Look, if it makes you feel any better, she’s fine. Someone saw her hanging out with a boy last Friday.”

“What?”

Last Friday? That was the day Jimin last saw her and he...rejected her.

“Don’t you have a picture?” Jihyo asked one of the girls beside her.

“Uh, yeah, here you go.”

Her phone was handed over to Jimin, a picture on the screen.

Jimin looked at it and saw her. It was a small café, and she was sitting across a boy with mint colored hair. Yoongi.

“Why do you even have this picture?” Jimin asked, staring at it.

“One of the people from uni saw her. Guess they were just as surprised as we are over the fact that she has guy friend. Or just friends in general.” Jihyo spat out.

“Maybe it's her boyfriend!” someone said.

“Ew. Why would anyone date her? Especially a boy as cute as that?” another one replied.

“You think he’s cute? He looks really scary to me. No, not scary, another word…”

“He looks like a homeless person. Or like a leader of a gang.”

“Intimidating! That’s the word.”

“He looks a lot older than she is…. oh my god guys, do you think that’s her sugar daddy?” Jihyo said.

“No way! You think she would have a sugar daddy?”

“It makes sense, doesn’t it? A guy like him wouldn’t hang out with a girl like that unless it's…’beneficial’”

“Ugh, that’s disgusting! What a whore!”

“Never thought she would be so desperate for sex. How pathetic can you get?”

“Wonder how much money she makes. Eww, I wonder if she has any STD’s!”

“Probably does. She-“

BAM

The whole room was silent. Not a single sound was made as every student started at the source of the noise.

Jimin was panting, his face flushed in rage as his hands stung with the pain of smashing them against the table.

He glared at Jihyo and the other people sitting at the table, each of them shriveling away in fear.

Ignoring all the stares that were focused on him, he got off his chair, grabbed his bag and stormed out of the room.

Walking down the hallway, he realized his body was taking him outside the university. He knew where he wanted to go.

He wanted to see her, to talk to her, to work things out.

He knew what he wanted to say. Being in that room, trying his best not to scream at the people who were berating her for no reason made him realize something. Something he was to stupid and too ignorant to understand just few days ago.

He wanted to protect her, to hold her, to assure her that everything was going to be ok, to convince her that she was the most amazing person he’d met, to one day break down those insecurities and make her understand what an incredible person she is. He wanted to spend the night talking to her about the most random things, from books to movies to what their favorite shade or orange is. He wanted to wake up and see her sleeping face every morning.

He wanted her to see herself the way he saw her,

With love.

Jimin was in love.

And he was going to make sure she knew it.

~~~

Jimin panted as he finally reached the block where her house was, taking a minute to catch his breath. He was gross and sweaty, not a good impression. Maybe he should have thought the ‘running to her house’ part through. Whatever, he was here. Rounding a corner, he jogged happily to her front door and immediately rang the bell. He was bouncing on his toes, the adrenaline keeping him jittery. He was so nervous, and excited and scared, but mostly excited.

What was he going to say? What would she say? What if her Grandfather opens the door?

Jimin didn't even realise that a good few minutes had passed, and nobody was opening the door. Eyebrows furrowed, he rang it three more times, still nothing. His energy left him as fast as it arrived. This was embarrassing. Nobody was home. Worry started to overtake him, his mind racing as to where she could be. Unfortunately, all he could do was wait for her to come back. Maybe in an hour, he could come back to her place and see if she was home.

Letting out a loud sigh, his jittering finished, he walked away from the door. The sky was dark and ominous, made him wish he got an umbrella. He was just about to walk down the road, when a black car pulled up beside him.

He peered through the front glass, catching a glimpse of Yoongi who was in the driver's seat, the mint haired man staring back at him. His attention, however, was diverted by the guy in the passenger's seat, who opened his door and got out.

“Taehyung.” Jimin looked the man up and down. He was wearing a suit, with a crisp white shirt and black tie. Come to think of it, Yoongi was wearing one too, minus the tie.

The brown-haired man looked back at him, confusion etched on his face. “Jimin? Why are you here?”

“I wanted to talk to…why are you here?”

“She left her wallet behind, I came to get it for her.” he said as he closed the door. He walked up to Jimin, keys in hand.

Ignoring the slight pang of jealousy Jimin felt over the fact that Taehyung had the keys to her house, he asked,

“Where is she anyways? There’s something I have to tell her.”

He grimaced in response, “Well, it will have to wait. You know how busy she is, now with everything that happened.”

Jimin furrowed his eyebrows, “What do you mean?”

Taehyung froze, “She didn’t tell you?”

“Tell me what? What’s going on?” Jimin asked, getting a bit scared, is she ok? Was she hurt? Or sick? Is that why she didn’t come to university for a whole week?

He paused for a second, looking around hesitantly.

“Taehyung,” Jimin called out desperately, “Is she ok?”

“Of course, she’s not ok Jimin.” he replied, his voice soft and pained, “Her grandfather passed away.”

~~~

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