Just as easily as a promise is made, it can be broken.
"Pinky promise?" I extended my pinky out to him with a small pout. He smiled and laced his pinky around mine. "I pinky you."
Park Jimin's a spy for a company disguised as Bighit Entertainment...
He slung his arm around my shoulders. "What can I do for ya, babe?"
I shook out of his grip. "Actually. I have a few questions to ask you."
"Anything for you, babe."
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Stop. Calling. Me. Babe. Ya sicko.
I cleared my throat and looked between Jackson and Henry, who had stayed pretty quiet.
"I actually was wondering. Why were you and Felix going at it yesterday?"
His smolder faded into a small frown.
"Oh."
The two boys began to walk again. I walked with them. After a line of quiet, I piped up.
"Well?"
Jackson sighed. "He pounded me because I threatened to snitch."
I felt my face draw in in confusion.
"Snitch? Snitch for what?"
He shook his head. "It's irrelevant to you."
He stopped walking and looked hard at me. "Why do you wanna know anyways?"
I shrugged. "I...uh. Well, you see? He's kind of my boyfriend. And every time I say his name, people stop talking and start walking around like they're pinching quarters with their buttcheeks."
Jackson's face grew pale.
"I just want to know why."
Henry finally spoke. "Sang-Hee. You need to be careful. Felix may seem like a cool guy or whatever, but-"
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