Secretly Yours 💕 💕 💕 Vmin

Ep. 20 Just Friend's

Hello 👋🏻 👋🏻

After school
The sun hung low as Taehyung and Jimin rode home together in Taehyung's sleek black car, the city skyline blurring by in streaks of orange and gold. Jimin sat in the passenger seat, silent, lost in a whirlpool of thoughts, his fingers absentmindedly playing with the hem of his sweater.

Taehyung stole a glance at him while navigating the winding roads. "What's on your mind, Mochi?" he asked, voice gentle but curious.

Jimin blinked, startled out of his reverie. "Huh? Nothing."

Jimin bit his lip, the question clawing its way up his throat. He hesitated but finally blurted out, "Hyung... is Lisa just your friend?"

Jimin bit his lip, hesitating. His fingers fidgeted with the hem of his sweater. "Hyung... is Lisa just your friend?"

The question hung between them, heavy with unspoken meaning. Taehyung's brows lifted in surprise before a deep chuckle rumbled from his chest.

"Lisa?" He laughed. "She's just a friend, Jiminie. Why do you ask?"

Jimin squirmed in his seat, his cheeks turning pink. "You looked comfortable with her, that's all..."

"Comfortable?" Taehyung repeated, amusement dancing in his eyes. "Is that a crime now?"

"Well-no, but-"

Taehyung grinned as he cut him off. "She's into someone else."

Jimin's head snapped up. "Really?"

"She doesn't talk about it much, but yeah."

Jimin exhaled, a slow wave of relief washing over him. He tried to mask it, but Taehyung noticed. His grin widened.

"You were worried I was dating her?"

"No!" Jimin protested too quickly, then cleared his throat. "I just... wondered."

"Hmm," Taehyung teased, eyes glinting with mischief. "That's why?"

"Drop it!" Jimin groaned, hiding his face with his hands.

Taehyung chuckled softly, shaking his head as they continued the ride in a more comfortable silence.
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At Home
As soon as they arrived home, Jimin bolted to his room.
Jimin flopped onto his bed, clutching his phone as the group chat buzzed to life. His fingers flew across the screen as he shared the news, with his closest friends.

[Mochi]:
🚨 BREAKING NEWS 🚨
hyung and Lisa are just friends.

Jimin: He's not dating Lisa. 😏

Felix: 🧐 Are you sure? How do you know?

Jennie: Yeah, he could be lying to keep it private.

Jimin: He wouldn't lie to me. If he was dating, he'd admit it. My hyung doesn't hide stuff like that.

Yoongi: 😼😼 You trust him that much?

Jimin: 🙄 Obviously.

Felix: 🤔 Still. What if he's just good at keeping secrets?

Jennie: Or what if he thinks they're just friends but she wants more?

Jimin: STOP. Why would you say that?🥺

Yoongi: 😈 We're just saying...

Jennie: Better safe than sorry. And you're not safe yet.

Felix: Exactly. Trust is great, but you need insurance. Time to lock things down.

Jimin: Lock things down? You make it sound like I'm setting a trap.

Felix: You kinda are. 😏

Jennie: Jimin, think strategy. Cute, innocent, but with a twist.

Jimin: Twist?

Yoongi: Time for a bold move.

Jimin: 😲😳 ARE YOU KIDDING ME?

Jennie: He's right. If you don't, someone else will catch his eye.

Felix: You're halfway there already. Just push a little further.

Jimin: 😓.But what if it goes wrong?

Yoongi: 😌 It won't. He already likes you. He just doesn't know it yet.

Jennie: Exactly. Make him notice. Trust me.

Jimin: You guys are evil.😳😳

Felix: ❤️❤️But you love us. Now go get your man!

Jimin stared at the screen, heat creeping up his cheeks. His mind spun with possibilities, each more daring than the last. His gaze drifted to the closet, where a certain oversized sweater hung.

With a small, determined smile, he stood up. His heart pounded, but his resolve was clear.

Jimin (to himself): Game on.
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A bold move... His eyes wandered around the empty house, the quiet amplifying the possibilities. His parents were away. No interruptions. No excuses. Just him and Taehyung.

The idea made his pulse quicken.

Jimin stood abruptly, determination sparking in his chest. He strode to his wardrobe, fingers flipping through hangers as he muttered under his breath. Too plain. Too formal. Too boring. Clothes piled onto his bed as frustration built.

Then, he spotted something. His eyes lit up, a smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth.

"Found it," he whispered, pulling it free. He slipped it on, the fabric sliding over his skin like a secret weapon.

Turning to the mirror, he reached for a small makeup pouch. A swipe of gloss added a sheen to his already full lips, making them glisten with a soft, tempting allure. He puckered slightly, admiring the effect.

"Kissable..." Jimin grinned. His cheeks warmed as he tilted his head, brushing a loose strand of hair back.

"Perfect."

With one last glance, he smirked. "Let's see how long you last, Hyung."
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Taehyung's Room

The door creaked open, and Taehyung looked up from his phone. His gaze landed on Jimin, and his eyes widened instantly.

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