You had dragged yourself to school with an especially clingy Jimin that day.
While his insane gaze earlier that morning had seemed to be just part of your imagination, he was still acting weird. Also, he had never bothered to explain what had happened last night.
"You know I'm still awaiting an explanation for last night, right?"
Normally, he probably would have sheepishly looked away, rubbing the back of his neck, because he knew he was in trouble. Now, however, he just snuggled even further into you, his clasp on your arm tightening slightly.
You were walking with his head tucked into your neck, and both his hands wrapped around your arm. It was uncomfortable for both of you, and you were pretty sure it was even worse for him because he was at least seven inches taller than you, and he was leaning all the way down to your shoulder.
"Which part?" He asked innocently.
You glared down at his face, which was morphed into a puppy-like expression, as he gazed up at you.
"Oh, I don't know, maybe the part where you ditched me in a dark park...or maybe the part where you BROKE INTO MY HOME JUST TO CUDDLE AND GET A KISS. And did you smell my freaking hair? And since when did you call me angel? Don't you reserve that name for your special dream girl? You better have an explanation for this mister."
Jimin had decided that announcing to you that you were his dream girl, was not going to work. He would think about how to deal with this later, but for now he just wanted to relish the feeling of being as close to you as possible. He had finally found you. Finally. He just wanted to enjoy it for a bit. He had missed this, as well...he had at least a couple weeks of physical contact to make up for because of his search for his dream girl. His angel. You.
He kept his blissful expression on his face. "I left you at the park because I suddenly realized I really needed to pee."
You wrinkled your nose. "Okay maybe I didn't need to know that, but care to explain your other actions?"
He smiled and got even closer, before reaching up and bopping your nose.
"Do I need a reason to come and see my best friend?"
"Yes."
He fake pouted at you. "But I love you, Y/n~. Isn't that enough?"
You raised an eyebrow. "Are you serious-"
You were cut off upon reaching the gates, where the rest of the group was standing. Jungkook still had his bangs carefully covering the place his eyebrows should've been, and you smirked as you saw him carefully patting them to make sure they were still in place.
Guess there won't be any of that forehead his fangirls like so much for a while...
You waved happily at Yoongi, who returned the wave and took out one of his earbuds so that he could talk to you when you got to them.
You grinned and started walking faster, ready to tell him about yet another failed date, and ask how his pieces were coming along.
You didn't see Jimin frown upon realizing he no longer had your attention, but you definitely noticed when he waved his hand in front of your face before moving around you to grasp your shoulders. He then leaned in way to close for comfort, and pouted.
"Y/nnnn," he whined. "I want you to pay attention to me."
You frowned, and tried to move around him. "Jimin, what are you doing? I'm going to go talk to Yoongi."
Your eyes met with Yoongi's and you sent him a silent plea for help, confusion evident in your eyes. Why is Jimin acting like this?
You didn't see Jimin's eyes darken at your words, and gasped as he suddenly pulled you to his chest, his arms wrapping around you in a death hold. He then stuffed his face into your hair once again.
"No." His muffled voice came out sulkily.
"Jimin let go."
"No."
"Jimin..."
He finally let go of you, deciding to settle for holding your hand. When you tried to look at his face to ask why the heck he was acting so weird today, you found we was steadily staring away from you, a slight pout on his pink lips.
You sighed, dragging him with you into the school, and shaking your head at the questioning looks of the rest of the boys.
You would deal with this later.
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It was homeroom, which meant you were with Taehyung, Yoongi...
...and Jimin.
As soon as you all sat down, Tae came bounding over to you, a goofy smile on his face, arms held out wide.
"Get outta my way, dreamer boy! It's my turn with Y/n!"
And proceeded to shove Jimin away from where he had had his head resting on your lap.
You winced, hearing the thud of Jimin's body on the floor.
You swore you heard a growl come from Jimin, but immediately had a face full of Taehyung's fluffy hair, and couldn't see Jimin's reaction.
I probably just imagined it.
However, Taehyung's warmth was suddenly ripped from you, revealing Jimin's seething expression. Uhhh...maybe not?
"It's my turn with Y/n," he growled out. "And it will only ever be my turn."
Taehyung opened his mouth, and you almost hoped he would calm Jimin down, who was acting really freaking weird. What were you, a toy? Ain't nobody owning this ass.
"False. It's only ever my turn with Y/n. She loves me more!" Taehyung retorted, crossing his arms.
Well, a girl can dream.
Yoongi was watching with his eyes narrowed, he had a sneaking suspicion of what exactly was going on, and if he was right, there was going to be a whole lot of crap going down. Very, very soon.
Jimin was spluttering, his face red. "She does not! She's my best friend! Mine! She loves me more than anyone! Right Y/n?"
You froze, not wanting to get caught up in an argument with Jimin when he was like this.
You caught a spark of amusement glittering in Taehyung's eyes and rolled your own. Of course he thought this was fun. He didn't have to deal with this for the rest of the day.
He just had to rile Jimin up, didn't he?
You glared at him. You would get him back later.
Jimin was staring at you with his puppy-eyed gaze.
You sighed and gave in, pulling his head to your chest and patting it lightly. "Of course Jiminie."
You felt a huff against your skin, but he brought his body even closer, settling against you.
His voice came out muffled. "You love me more than anyone?" He asked timidly.
"I literally just said I did." You sighed, barely hiding your exasperation.
He pouted, and you felt his lips stick out against your skin.
"I wanna hear you say it." He mumbled.
"What was that?" You questioned.
"I wanna hear you say it." He said, louder.
"Oookay, now you're pushing it." You shoved him off of you. "Class time."
He glared at you, then at Taehyung, who was watching with an amused expression.
"This isn't over." He said, and you wondered whether he was talking to you or Taehyung. In his current mood, probably both, to be honest.
You just couldn't wait to see what kind of thing he would pull next. An unhappy Jimin meant an unpredictable Jimin.
Which was bad. Always bad.
Always.
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A/N:
All of these characters dealing with their problems later is literally me, yeeeeet.