BTS Imagines

Jimin ~ His Business

It was raining that day when he told you it's over. He truthfully confessed that he doesn't want to be with you anymore;

I can't breathe in this relationship, he said.

You cried that night because he was your biggest loop hole. It was unfair. It was you who gave more, who sacrificed more but in the end, you were the one who was hurt the most between you two.

You were both inlove, you were sure of that, but why didn't he love you like you loved him?

After him, you didn't want anything to do with guys for awhile. You wanted to keep away from feelings and relationships like it was a contagious virus. You decided that you've had enough for now. Of course it's not permanent, you just need time by yourself.

"Ahh~" You stretched your arms out and smiled as the gentle breeze swept past your face, "This is perfect! It's been a while since the last time I came up here." You stood by the railings on the rooftop and watched the other students five stories down. "They're like little ants-" A strong wind blew and caused your skirt to hike up a bit.

"Ah.. Black panties." A voice startled you. You thought you were alone. "So you're that type of girl. That's cute."

You turned on your heels and came face to face with someone you knew very well by his name and his face. Why wouldn't you know him? He's famous with the girls in your class.

"I'm not that type of girl. Excuse me." You held down your skirt, making sure you secure it, as you went for the exit door. You can feel his eyes watching you as you go.

"You can stay of you want to." Jimin said. "I don't mind."

"I'd rather not." You replied.

"Eyy.." He jumped off from the ledge he was leisurely lying at awhile ago. "Don't be like that. You're hurting my feelings."

"I'm sorry but we're not really in a close relationship to talk like this. I don't know you-" His eyes were on you when you stopped on your tracks, "Well. I kinda know you."

"That's unfair for me, don't you think?" Jimin walked towards you, "Atleast you know me but I don't know you so I'd like it if you stay here and chat with me."

"I'm not interested." You walked away.

"That's fine with me if you really don't want to." He stretched his arms out and rested them into the back of his head, "but I can keep a picture of your underwear, right?"

Your eyes widened comically, "My what?!"

Jimin grinned at you and took his phone out, "Something I can remember you by."

"You're bluffing. You didn't really take a picture." You studied his mischievous smirk, "You didn't.."

"You can believe what you want to believe." Jimin sent you a wink which made the hair on your arm stand up.

"Delete it." You glared at him but he didn't move a muscle and instead kept the grin on his smug face, "Give me that damn phone!"

"Don't want to." Jimin held his phone up over his head which was clearly out of your reach since you were barely over 170cm, but still you tried getting it from him so you jumped over and over again then you realize that he's manipulating you.

"What do you really want from me?" You crossed your arms in surrender.

This is why you didn't want anything to do with guys. They're all just players who manipulates feelings of girls.

"Just your name." Jimin smiled, lowering his arm to his sides, "Ah, that felt good. My arms feel numb. So you gonna tell me your name?"

"Why me? Why my name?" You were angry. You didn't want to be played again, "There's a lot of girls in this school who'll be glad to give you their name so just stop messing with me and find another girl."