✦𝐎𝐔𝐓𝐋𝐈𝐄𝐑✦ KIM JENNIE × PARK JIMIN × Y/N

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STORY MADE BY: @parkjimini (tumblr)

PAIRING: Jennie x Jimin x Y/n

WORD COUNT: 3.0k

GENRE: angst/fluff?

WARNINGS/KINKS: explicit language

The past two weeks of chemotherapy were tough. You cried after every session due to the discomfort in your body. One of the side effects of chemo was nausea and vomiting. Hoseok had been incredibly patient with you and making sure that there is food in your stomach for you to throw up. You, once, threw up on an empty stomach and your throat hated you for it.

Hoseok drove you to every visit and stayed for majority of it before he left to pick up something to eat. However, the past two weeks harbored much suspicion from your boyfriend.

As you tried your best to leave early for your sessions, Jimin unexpectedly woke up right when you were putting on a sweater. "Where have you been going in the mornings?" His groggy voice startled you.

"My classes." You lied, grabbing your bag.

"Your classes are in the afternoon." He leaned against the hallway wall, hands crossed in front of his toned chest. His raven colored hair was messy, creating a nest above his puffy, tired face.

"New schedule." You lied, yet again.

Since the chaotic dinner and fight with Jimin and Jennie, you haven't really been speaking to either of them. All of you coexist in the same apartment, but not really interacting much. Jimin and Jennie sleep together, but words are not exchanged much. Jennie seemed incredibly distant and she hasn't smiled at all. Jimin stuck to a routine, where he attended class, their internship, dance, gym, and then came straight home.

Deep down, you really loved them. On the surface, you were upset. Still mad about your relationship. Still sticking by the truth that you said.

"Well, then let me drive you down." Jimin walked over to grab his keys from the counter.

You groaned, knowing that Hoseok was on his way. "Don't. I'm already meeting someone."

His eyes were wider now, a little taken aback. "Oh." He paused, "with who?" You both knew the answer to his question, but he was too afraid to believe it.

"I'm having breakfast with Hoseok." Jimin's jaw clenched, something he did when he was mad. But the expression on his face wasn't anger, it was sadness. Jimin looked extremely hurt and quite shocked. He wouldn't look you in the eye, he merely stared at the floor.

"I'm guessing it doesn't include me, huh? From the time I got back from Vegas, I haven't seen him once. I can't believe you're seeing my best friend more than I am." He laughed bitterly, the venom in his voice prominent.

"He's here. I have to go now." You gulped, as your phone lit up to Hoseok calling you. "Goodbye, Jimin."

"Right, goodbye." He sighed before turning to walk back into the bedroom.

When you left the apartment, you felt the immediate guilt that Jimin injected into your system. You really loved Jimin. He was the first that you liked, out of him and Jennie. Jimin was a great person. He was always the mediator, never really looking for fights or holding grudges.

Jimin's kindness and carefulness were what made him stick out in class. He always had an extra pencil, soon enough, he brought a pencil specifically for you. Besides the fact that he was attractive, his heart was also made of gold.

During your freshman year of college, he sat next to you in one of your classes. While you were afraid to speak to such an attractive man, you really needed to borrow a pencil. He was more than happy to lead you the one in his hand and get another one from his bag.