Just For Fame | Jikook | HIATUS

Thirteen

Jimin's POV

   'Shit! That was so embarrassing!', I thought as I slapped the blush off my cheeks in front of the school's entrance. I couldn't think about the incident in the locker room earlier.

   Hoping the blush wasn't visible anymore, I slowly dropped my hands.
   'He called me beautiful, though.' My hands flew right back to my cheeks to continue slapping them, because I could feel the blood rushing all over my face and neck.

   'What the fuck is wrong with you, Jimin? Get a grip! It's not like it's the first time you've been called beautiful. Why the hell are you acting like a girl in love-'

   "You alright?", my thoughts got interrupted by a familiar voice. I spun my head around and came face to face with the familiar boy. 'Why is he talking to me?'

   "Uh.. y-yeah, 'sup?"

   " "'sup"? You never say that," Yoongi says as he leant at the wall beside me. "Guess Jungkook doesn't have a good influence on you after all. Not like you do on him either, but you know. I thought you could do better than him, Chim."

   I frowned at his words, trying to understand what in the world he was talking about. "Since when do you care?", I crossed my arms as I furrowed my eyebrows at him, standing straight.

   "Come on, Chim-"

   "That's not my name."

   Yoongi scoffed, but I could see him gulping afterwards. "Fine, Jimin - You know I never stopped caring." It was my turn to scoff. "It's just that you've been accusing me things and I was already stressed out with school and the music, you know, I just needed a break. It doesn't mean I stopped caring, Chi-" I glared at him. "Uh, Jimin."

   Why was he telling me all of this, this wasn't supposed to happen, at least not yet. "Oh yeah, Taejun is a nice break isn't he? Was it Taejun? Taeyang-"

   "Taehyung." Yoongi hissed.

   "-Right. Doesn't matter anyway. And I didn't ask for your reason of breaking up with me, the point is that you did so you have no right to tell me whether or not I'm allowed to date Jungkook. He's my boyfriend now, so suck it up or fuck off!"

   "Is he bothering you?" I turned my head around only to be met with my handsome bunny-like boyfriend. He was getting better at acting like it. That was something I should've been happy about, but why wasn't I?
  
   I noticed I didn't answer him and onle stared at him, so before my cheeks could start getting red again, I averted my gaze to the shorter male in front of me. "No it's okay, he was just leaving."

   At that, he scoffed, raising an eyebrow. "No I wasn't, I wasn't done talking to him so wait for your turn , big boy." He referred to Jungkook. I only sighed, wanting to go home already.

   "I don't have to wait for you to finish in order to talk with my boyfriend. And he clearly is done talking to you, so could you do me a favor, please and leave him the fuck alone." I raised my eyebrows at him, not expecting the words that just came out of his mouth.

   'Shit, that was hot.'

   Yoongi opened his mouth to fire back, but I interrupted him before that could happen. "That's right," I linked my arms with his muscular one before continuing. "We have somewhere to be, so if you don't mind, we have to leave. I'll see ya around Yoongs, good luck with Taejoon! Let's go, bunny," with that we left him to stand in front of the entrance on his own.

   I could still hear him scoff as we walked off. "Bunny? Pff fucking stupid," I could hear him mumble just before we turned around the corner.

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Jungkook's POV

   "Who's Taejoon?", I asked as we approached a fancy black car.

   "Nobody you have to worry about, let's just go, yeah? My parents shouldn't be home today, so we got the house for ourselves." He said as we came to a stop in front of the expensively beautiful car.

   "Uh, oh. I-I didn't know you wanted me to come over. I mean, wouldn't I just be a bother?" I rubbed the back of my neck with my free hand.

   "Don't be silly," Jimin slapped my arm as the cauffeur opened the back door for us. "It would only be fair to let you come over to my house since I've came over to yours more then just once." He pushed me in as he insisted, making a good point. I mean, he did sleep on my bed after soaking my shirt with his tears, not that that was a problem, it was cute to be honest.

   "Take us home, Namjoon." He said when we settled in our seats, putting on our belts.

   "Yes, Master Jimin."

   'What the- "Master Jimin"? Just how rich is he?!' I looked at him with wide eyes as he just shrugged.

   "What?" He smirked. "Don't you think it's nice to have a sugar baby?" He winked just before I choked on my own spit.

   'S-sugar- What?!'

   He simply laughed as if he didn't just say that and patted my back as I coughed and gasped for air. "Sh-shut up!"

   I really needed to stop getting flustered over such things, it's nirmal for kids my age to say that. Shit, I'm so immature. No wonder Taehyung didn't want to date me. It was only Jimin saying 'sugar baby' and I turned into a tomato.

  
   Why was Jimin able to make me feel like this...

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*To be continued*

Sorry for the short chapter after such a long break! I'll try to update both this and my other story more frequently.

-UnXn0wnX