Staring at nothing in particular was one of your many talents, or so Taehyung had told you once. It happened mostly when you were deep in thought, worried or nervous. Today, you were all three. Deep in thought because you were thinking about Jimin. Worried that Jimin had caught on to what you'd said to him the last time you'd seen each other. And Nervous because you were avoiding him and didn't want to see him.
The scratched initials on your locker seemed to be what grabbed your attention as your (eye colour) hues locked themselves onto the mark. You try not to let your thoughts wander to Jimin but you can't help it, it's almost as if all of your old feelings for him are coming crashing down on you once again. Sighing, you finally open your locker, pulling out your maths textbook so you can catch up on the work you didn't finish at home.
You mentally thank the person who organised your schedule this year, without the study period you had before lunch, you'd probably be failing maths. A loud yell and several crashes from down the corridor grabbed your attention, causing you to furrow your brow and purse your lips as you look for the source of the noise. A mop of brown hair swept over to one side catches your attention and you roll your eyes with a laugh as you realise who's heading towards you.
The tall and lanky figure comes crashing towards you, slipping over his own feet causing you to instinctively reach out to steady him. Namjoon seals his eyes shut, bracing himself for the hard impact he'll make with the floor. When he doesn't, the older boy peeks an eye open, looking up to meet your smiling face.
"You really should be more careful Namjoonie oppa" you tease playfully, helping him to stand up straight. The older boy smiles gratefully at you, brown eyes sparkling, his dimples showing. You can't help but poke his soft cheek as he smiles cutely at you. He brushes down his clothes, he's donning a black hoodie with skinny jeans and a pair of puma trainers. You admit he looks pretty good, he should be a sponsor for them.
"Mianhae, dongsaeng!" The brunette gushes, rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly. You quickly scoop up your books that you dropped from trying to save Namjoon from his death before slamming your locker shut as you spin on your heel to face him. "I didn't want to miss you"
You frown, slipping your books into your bag. "Miss me?"
He nodded, sliding his hands into the back pocket of his jeans, you lean against your locker as you watch him. "You've been kinda distant lately, I only really see you when Taehyung is driving you home"
You bite your lip nervously, looking down as the bell rings over your head, signifying the start of lessons. Since Namjoon has study hall with you, you decide to walk together, taking your time since the teacher is almost always late. "Oh right, I've just been busy"
"Of course" The boy smirks, rounding a corner as you enter the class, everybody already sitting in their respective seats. Yourself and Namjoon slide onto a round table and you pull out your maths book, beginning to work on a series of questions involving the quadratic formula. Sighing, your gaze teeters over to your oppa, tapping your pen against your lips.
He looks up at you, shifting in his seat as he notices you staring. "Need some help?"
You nod gratefully, you'd always been thankful for Namjoon. He was like the older and more mature brother you'd never had, he was always able to help you with your studies and he was a hell of a lot of fun. You work in silence with the older, him only piping in with necessary. "So I was thinking" he interjects into the silence.
"Hmm?"
"I'm having a party this weekend and was wondering if you wanted to come?"
You drop your pen, looking at Namjoon as if he was crazy. Going to a full-fledged party at Joon's house would mean that you'd probably bump into Jimin. Which would mean that he'd ask you about what you meant and-
"Earth to (Y/N)?" You blinked, looking over at Namjoon who had his palm placed on the exposed skin of your arm in concern. "Are you okay?"
"Joonie oppa I don't think I can come" You blurted out, a blush rising on your cheeks. He frowned at you, but you couldn't help but notice the mischievous glint in his eyes as he leaned back in his chair. You gulped under the pressure of his gaze, not knowing where to look.
"Bullshit" he laughs causing your eyes to blow wide. He chuckles again at your shocked expression before leaning on his palms to look at you. "I know you're avoiding Jiminie, it's obvious to anyone who knows you both"
You click your tongue, nodding in defeat as you listen to your oppa. "But you can't avoid this party, Taehyung will bring you anyways and it wouldn't be the same without you!"
You can't say no to Namjoon and no matter how much you try to avoid this, some else will convince you to go. "Okay Joon, I'll go to your party"
He grins, fist pumping the air which almost causes him to fall back in hit the floor from his chair.
***
"So are you coming to Namjoon's party?" Is the first thing Mina asks you as you slide into the seat opposite her. You want to roll your (eye colour) eyes as you shuffle your seat closer to the table and bring out last night's left overs from your bag. The raven haired girl eyes you closely, narrowing her eyes as she tries to pull an answer out of you before taking a sip of her vanilla bubble tea.
You catch Mina staring as you take a sip of your soup, sighing you put down the spoon and lean forward on the table. "Nope" you murmur, popping the p before focusing your attention back on your food.
"Dongsaeng!" The older girl whines, causing you to flinch. You know Mina only ever calls you that when she's annoyed or mad at you. "I need you girl, you've got to come"
You pick at your food, chewing the inside of your cheek, why couldn't you just go? Jimin didn't have to have control over your every move. "I don't know Mina unnie..." you whisper, and she sends you a light but pleading look.
She sighs. "I'm sorry for pushing you,
I know you're avoiding Jimin but Hoseok is going to be there and I really don't think I can talk to him on my own"
You grin, knowing all about Mina's crush on the slightly younger male, they were both so oblivious to each other's feelings that you found it highly adorable. Before you can respond a familiar curly haired blonde slips into the seat beside you, causing you to jump. Your gaze shifts over to Mina who is as equally shocked and confused as you are before your eyes flick up to meet the recognisable ones of...
"Jia..." you smile hesitantly, causing your best friend to furrow her brows. "W-what are you doing here?"
She glances over at you as she sets out her lunch before giving you a smile. "Can't I have lunch with my new best friend?" She asks in a sickly sweet tone, causing Mina to choke on her bubble tea.
"Best friend?"
Jia smiles at Mina. "Oh yes! I forgot to introduce myself, I'm Cha Jia, (Y/N)'s best friend"
All you can do is watch as Mina silently blows a gasket. Her cool smirk twists into an evil smile as she holds out a hand for Jia to shake. "The name's Yoon Mina, and sorry to burst your bubble princess but the roll of best friend has already been filled out by me"
The words slip past Mina's lips in a cool and collected manner, quickly shutting down Jia's accusations. You want to laugh, but judging by the blonde's mortified expression you choose not to. "Oh I'm sorry, I didn't know" the girl stuttered out, sending you a darkened side glare. You put your hands up in defence. She never asked. "It's a pleasure to meet you"
Mina smirks, looking over at Jia lazily
with hooded eyes. "Wish I could say the same for you doll"
The blonde's nose scrunches up in distaste as you finally let the laughter slip through the confines of your pink lips. The three of you converse for a while, but it's mostly Jia and Mina getting to know each other and you pipping up occasionally. "So where are you from?" The ravenette girl asks stealing a bite of food from your plate and smiling when you slap her hand away. "Your accent is kind of funny"
"I'm from Seoul, actually" the overly sweet girl responds, flicking her luscious golden locks over her shoulder, some of her hair hits you in the face causing you to splutter as she smiles. "But I went to live in America to study for a while, my parents pulled me out of the private school I went to for... private reasons"
Mina nods with pursed lips, raising her brow in amusement when Jia gets distracted for a second. "How'd you and (Y/N) meet?"
Almost immediately, a bright smile sweeps over Jia's face, a spark igniting in her hazel eyes and you doubt it's because of you. "Well, I actually met (Y/N) when I asked her if she had a thing for Jimin" she gushed, capturing the attention of your best friend at the mention of Jimin's name. "She said that they weren't and gave me her blessing to date Jiminie oppa! He's so cute"
Mina's eyes grew wide in an almost comical manner as she choked on her saliva causing you to rush over to her, quickly patting her on the back heavily as she spluttered about. Jia watched with furrowed, brows, her mouth opening and closing as if she didn't know what to say.
"Is something wrong?"
"No no, it's fine Jia" Mina managed to cough out, wheezing a little as she tried to steady her breath. She grabbed your wrist tightly before abruptly standing up, almost knocking over her chair. "Is it okay if I borrow (Y/N) for a second? Kay, thanks! bye!"
And with that, she grabbed your stuff, pulling you out of the canteen.
***
The door to the guest bathroom cubical swung open, hitting the tilled wall on the inside as Mina shoved you in with such force that you almost lost your balance. Hurriedly, she locked the door, panting as she leant against its wooden frame.
"Unnie!" You whined, smoothing our the crinkles in your clothes and rubbing your wrist from where she'd grabbed it too tightly. "Are you trying to kill me-?"
"(Y/N) what the hell?" The raven haired girl practically growled, causing you to flinch and back away, further into the cubical. Mina was never angry with you, but her pupils were fully blown with rage and the scowl on her face proved to you that she was relatively pissed. "What the heck was Jia talking about? You giving her your blessing?"
Your heart dropped, instantly knowing what your friend was so mad about. She knew how you had once felt about Jimin, she had been there supporting you when you realised Jimin was changing and that your chance with him may have gone forever. She was mad because she felt like you were giving your chance away. But Jimin wasn't yours. He never would be "I-I" you stuttered, trying to get out an excuse, but your mouth felt dry.
Mina shook her head at you, still angry.
"You can't keep doing this to yourself, you keep pushing your feelings for Jimin away." She sighed, running a hand through her naturally wavy locks. Tears formed in your eyes as you acknowledged her words, but you couldn't help but push them away, especially with your insecurities feeding off of you. "You're putting yourself through another heartache"
Mina watched, heart breaking, as sobs began to slip from her friend's lips. She'd seen this many times before, your broken heart and insecurities taking over your usually bubbly self. She hated how Jimin made you feel, she hated how you were scared to let yourself love him. "I can't" you hiccuped out as Mina's anger fizzed away. She pulled you into her chest, letting you wallow in her comforting embrace. "I know Jimin doesn't feel the same, h-he never did. He made that clear to me when he started high school together, I'm not good enough for him"
Mina pats your hair gently, swaying you from side to side as you succumb to your insecurities once again. She knows better than to scold you now, so instead holds you as you sob into her hair.
***
Now matter how hard you try, you can't shake the panicked feeling thats spread across your chest. Some way, somehow, Mina still managed to rope you into attending Namjoon's party, even after your episode. You were scared of seeing Jimin and how you felt about him would make it even worse. You hadn't admitted it to yourself, but you hadn't realised that you had a crush on him. That you are crushing on him.
Your (eye colour) orbs were transfixed on the reflection that stared back at you. She was you, yet she wasn't. Your hair, which was normally worn in its natural state, was now curled and tossed over one side, whilst an ashy grey smokey eyeshadow decorated your eye lids and a bright red painted your lips. You were wearing a black crop top and matching skater skirt whilst you donned one of Tae's baggy denim shirts.
You can't seem to shake your gaze from your reflection, still trying to calm the thoughts that are running wild in your head. Suddenly, the door to your bedroom, opens with a click, and you don't even notice as you watch your eyes in the mirror. "Can't get enough of yourself, huh sis?" a voice blurts into the silence, and you quickly shake yourself from your reverie.
The source of the voice turns out to be your adoptive brother and you offer him a sheepish smile as he comes further into the room. "Shut up, Tae" you snap playfully, giving yourself a once over before grabbing your small purse and filling it with the necessities. The older boy watches you with a smirk as you gather your things, almost scaring you when you look up and he's towering over your smaller frame.
"You look good" he compliments genuinely, causing your eyes to light up. "I think you're looking a bit too good, the boys will certainly appreciate your outfit, especially Jiminie hyung"
After slipping on your black converse, you spin on your heel to smack your older brother in the chest, a playful grin tugging at his lips. "You're such an idiot Taehyung!" You squeak, embarrassed as you watch him adjust his loose tie in your mirror.
The honeycomb haired boy is wearing a silk, Gucci shirt and a pair of black skinny jeans that are ripped at the knee. "Whaaat?" He drawled. "I'm just stating facts"
"Whatever Gucci boy, lets get this party over and done with"
Taehyung nods, jogging down the stairs with you following suit, you wave goodbye to your parents who are watching a movie in the front room before slipping out the front door. Your brother's car flashes as he unlocks it and you slide into the back seat, already aware that you'd be picking up Mina. Speedily, you shoot her a quick text to let her know you're on your way as you ask for her location.
Not even fifteen minutes later, do you find yourself outside a cute cafe before Mina and Hoseok slip into their respective seats. They're both holding hands and are blushing messes when Tae pulls back onto the main road. Suddenly, it all clicks in your head and you realise why Mina didn't go home with you to get ready with you earlier.
You turn to your raven haired friend, an excited grin on your face as she looks up at you in confusion. "You and Hobi oppa were on a date!" You squeal quietly, your excitement being covered up the the music your older brother and his friend are blasting in the front seat.
Mina blushes, a red hue spreading across her cheeks as you practically fangirl in the back seat. "What was he like? Was he a gentleman? Why didn't you tell me?"
Your questions come out in frenzy as you take your best friend's hands in your own, chuckling at how she finds it hard to contain her happiness. She winks at you. "Firstly I didn't tell you because I knew you'd react like this" she teases, causing you to roll your eyes. "And secondly, I'll tell you later, it looks like we're about to arrive at Joon's place"
Your brows furrow as your gaze switches to the view outside your window. The large, white brick mansion coming into view. Lights with hues of purple, pink and red are flashing outside and you can already see the front porch being littered with napkins and solo cups. A wave of nervousness crashes over you. You are at this party and you are going to see Jimin.
There's no avoiding that.
Unedited
Words: 2.9k
Follow me on my social media!:
tumblr: @chimchimsbeanie
BTS Amino: @_chimchimsbeanie