(Your POV)
Ugh... My head is so groggy... Where am I now?
Who is touching me?
The world was spinning. Finally, my eyes rested on Jimin.
Jimin is touching me.
My brain couldn't register the fact that I was actually sleeping next to him.
What did he do? Did he do anything? I swear, this kid. I will kill him if he does.
"Jimin." I whispered.
"Jimin!" I whispered again, but a bit louder this time.
"Nnnnnghhh." He mumbled, holding me tighter.
Guess I have no choice. The next moment, he was groaning in pain and I had jumped off the bed, surveying him with glee.
"Why did you do that for?" He scowled, rubbing his eyes.
"You were touching me!" I crossed my arm.
"So?"
I folded my arms, shaking my head.
"Alright, I won't do that next time. I promise."
"You say that, but I know you are crossing your fingers there." I smirked.
He smiled. "Busted."
"Jimin?!"
A loud knock on the door startled both of us. Jimin shoved me into his wardrobe. "Quick, hide in there for a moment."
"Why?"
"It's V!"
Before he closed the door, he muttered. "If you know what's good for you and me, keep quiet and don't make a single squeak."
I nodded my head, and the door closed.
(Jimin's POV)
"Jimin! Why are you taking so long?"
"Ah, I was just getting changed!"
"Oh."
"Why are you looking for me?" I said as I watched V lie down on my bed.
"Do you know where Y/N is? I can't seem to find her anywhere."
"I don't know. You should ask Jin and Suga."
"Why them?"
"They said that they had taken Y/N out for a bit of fresh air?" I told a white lie, hoping that V will go away soon.
"Seriously! I told all of you not to go near her."
I shrugged, feigning innocence.
*Sneeze*
V turned to me, stopping in his tracks. "What was that, Jimin?"
(Your POV)
Why is his wardrobe so dusty?! I'm allergic to dust!
I'm so dead.
"Nothing, i just sneezed, why?" Jimin said nonchalantly. Wow, he is good at acting.
"You don't sneeze like that."
"That's because I was coughing at the same time!"
Silence. Did V see through Jimin's lie? In the meantime, I was doing all i can not to sneeze again.
"Okay... Bye hyung."
The door clicked.
Jimin sighed, opening the door. "Narrowly escaped."
"I'm sorry."
"You could have killed us both!"
"I said sorry!"
He stared at me, giving in. "Fine, apology accepted. But you owe me one."
"Okay."
He smirked.
"What was that look for?"
"Nothing, Y/N."
It doesn't take a fool to figure out that he is going to make the most out of that.
"By the way, why are all of you scared of V? From your Bangtan Bombs or whatever, all of you always bully V, not the other way round."
His eyes widened. "And you say you don't know BTS?"
"Come on, if your friend bugs you about something all the time even if you are not interested in it, you can't help remembering some stuff!" I complained, thinking about Dae.
"Well..." Jimin turned serious. "He is a 'andere'? 'candere'? 'p--'"
"Yandere."
"Yes, that." So it was really unlucky that I met him.
If not for Dae, I never would have!
"He won't ever let you go." Jimin said gravely.
"I know."
"He'll kill you first."
"I know."
"Give him a chance?"
"No!"
"Y/N, you have no other choice."
Don't I?
"Don't make it harder than it already is." Jimin said. "I don't want you to suffer as well."
My head snapped up. Did he actually say that?
"O-Okay..."
His eyes crinkled as he smiled again. "Good!"
Jimin is cute. Unlike someone.
I will agree.
For now.