One silent tear runs down my left cheek.
Fuck. Jimin's kinda right. I never had any intentions of making friends at my new school. I never wanted to produce that song. I never wanted any of this.
... and yet here I am. Thinking I'm having the time of my life.
I mean geez, what the fuck, man! Of course we're friends! This is all your fault, Jimin! Why won't you fucking trust me?! And why the hell does my chest sting in pain?!
Slowly blinking away more tears that threaten to fall, I reopen the chat. I feel so... hurt.
So this is what he thinks of me? Then why was he even approaching me all this time? Why did he massage me? And all those glances? The deep conversations we had? Do they mean nothing to him?!
My stomach is boiling from anger, when I send him one last message.
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Suga (03:52)
so that's what u think of me?
wow. well... fuck you then.
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I wipe away one last tear and turn off my phone. I need to get that track done.
Even though Jimin is clouding my depressed mind, I need to shut everything out for the time being.
... fucking feelings, really. Fucking drama.
Fuck you, Jimin!
YOU ARE READING
"friends" - a yoonmin ff ENG
Fanfiction✨ finally finished ✨ "I never wanted to be friends with you, Jiminie." ~ don't be a silent reader, pls ~ smut, fluff - boyxboy don't like, don't read ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ ~ sideships: taekook, namjin ~ I don't own any of the pictures or Gif's used in this FF!
