Friday 4:58 pm:
"You damn selfish asshole!" I shouted at the TV. We were watching Train To Busan and one of the characters was starting to piss me off. One of my favorite actors is in the movie which is Gong Yoo. That man is so handsome and hot, I don't care if he might be twice my age. That man never ages just like Jin doesn't age, they're both fucking vampires no one can change my mind.
"Watch your language Y/N." My mom said, glaring at me.
"Sorry mom." I apologized. She chuckled before we looked back at the TV screen. Ten minutes later, the movie ended which me and my mom had tears in our eyes. "Why did that have to happen to my mans?" I asked, through tears.
"I better go make dinner." My mom said, standing up and walked to the kitchen. I heard my phone vibrate and I looked to see a message from Jimin.
Jimin - Hey baby
Me - Hey Jimin
Jimin - What are you doing?
Me - Well, me and my mom just got done watching Train To Busan
Jimin - Was it good,
Me - Yes it was fantastic, I love that movie but the ending was sad I cried
Jimin - My poor baby
Me - You need to come over and cuddle me and make me feel better
Jimin - Okay I'm on my way to cuddle my baby
Me - See you when you get here Jimin
Jimin - Okay bye
"Mom! Jimin is coming over!" I shouted to my mom.
"Okay, I'll make another plate for him!" She shouted back.
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Wrong Number // Park Jimin {BOOK ONE}
Fanfiction{Book One} A girl who doesn't care for labels gets a message from an unknown number. Park Jimin texts the wrong number instead of Taehyung. (This story contains harsh language, violence, and smut. Read at your own risk.) Started: April 7, 2020 Ended...
