"I'm sorry..." {Jihope} [COMPLETED]

Chapter 12

"Yeah right, I'll never regret it, why would I? I don't want anything to do with him."

"Hmph, if that's how you're going to be... then fine, have it your way." He laughed turning around towards Jimin and Eunjae.

"Who even are you? Why are you saying such creepy things?!" I glared at him, my eyebrows pointing inwards, I don't like him, I really don't like him.

"Let's just say I'm an old friend of yours." He grinned before leaving to go back to Jimin and Eunjae. An old friend? Yeah right. I highly doubt that.

Jimin's POV

I sat on my bed, Hoseok on his, nobody else was in here, and I guess having a silent atmosphere was pretty unusual for me especially when Hoseok is usually yelling at me. I sighed, frowning, I then went onto my phone.

I should probably message him now... he looks sad... not that I should even care, he doesn't deserve my kindness.

I made a Kakao talk account, and messaged him.

J~: "hey Hoseok, it's me J"

Hopeseok: "oh hey! How are you today?"

I slightly looked over, he was smiling at his phone.

He likes J...

But not me, not Jimin. Will he ever see me as a friend? Probably not...

I frowned, looking back on my phone.

J~: "I'm feeling better than the other day.. you?"

Hopeseok: "that's great, I'm good, I wanted to know if you would like to meet up?"

Meet up... ?

J~: "I don't mind, when?"

Hopeseok: "today? Is that okay?"

Today?!

I guess I'm not doing anything... so...

J~: "yeah... how soon?"

Hopeseok: "how about in half an hour? My roommate is staring at me weirdly....."

Shit.... am I?!

I looked away, quickly typing back.

But I'm not ready!

J~: "hahah yeah sure"

I turned my phone off and put it next to me, he can't see that I'm J.... he can't... not yet..

Hoseok walked over to me, staring down from the edge of my bed with disgust plastered over his face, his menacing eyes glaring right at me.

"What were you looking at, huh?" He folded his arms by now, staring at me
Even more intensely.

I looked down at my bed, because I honestly had no idea why I was looking at him? Wasn't I looking at my phone?

"Well! What were you looking at?" He nudged my shoulder harshly, only to then sit on my bed staring at me again. Why do his eyes have to pierce through me all of the time he's looking at me..

".I.. um.. just noticed you looked happy, it's nice to see people happy.. instead of being upset like you were earlier..." he shuffled awkwardly, pushing his hair out of his face, letting out a dramatic sigh.

"Oh. Well. Then, fine. Whatever.. wait! Were you staring at me earlier too?! You're so creepy! What the fuck?!" Oh crap.....

I quickly stood up, running around the room with him chasing me, gosh this guy is so violent! Every time we went near my bed I picked up a piece of clothing before I had a full set of clothes to wear later, resulting in me running into the bathroom and locking the door, but he still banged at the door angrily. I just sighed leaning against the door breathing heavily, how could running in circles a couple of times make me this tired?