You freeze, not noticing the way Taehyung stares as he walks past. Jimin squeezes you tighter and...you kind of like the warm feeling, but you still don't know why he's acting this way.
"Huh? What are you-"
"Okay they're gone." He sets you down immediately. What the hell? You stomp on his foot and he winces dramatically, reaching down to hold the injured foot.
"What was that for?"
"I should be asking you that!" You stand with your hands on your hips. "Care to explain?"
He rolls his eyes and clicks his tongue. "Ah y/n...you never were the brightest were you?" He laughs and pats your shoulder reassuringly.
"Don't be rude." You swat his hand away. This attitude doesn't suit him.
"Alright alright. I'm sorry." He holds his hands up in surrender and takes a step back. "I just thought with Taehyung passing by you'd want to make him jealous or-"
"Taehyung saw??" Your voice gets higher unintentionally making Jimin snort.
"Uhhh yeah. That's kinda the point??"
You glare at him, arms crossed, waiting for him to elaborate.
"If we pretend to date, Taehyung will see what he's missing. Trust me, girls get 10 times more attractive when they're in a relationship....something about them being unavailable—"
"Wait wait go back. You and me? Date?" You burst into laughter. "Please Jimin you're not boyfriend material." Your words suddenly make him feel flustered.
"I-I can be boyfriend material..."
His momentary shyness gives you a glimpse of the old Jimin. Kind and gentle Jimin.
"Fine. Prove it. Starting now."
"Y/nieeee-"
"Ew stop."
"See? Major boyfriend material."
"We only have to fake it in front of Tae..." You think it through. "I'll be at Taehyung's tonight for game night. Come with me."
"Easy money." He slings his arm around you and guides you to his motorcycle out front, handing you a helmet.
"What are you doing?" You refuse the helmet, standing your ground.
"Might as well start now. We have to at least look like a couple or it'll be obvious. I'm thinking...matching jackets?" He grins and pops his collar.
"No way. I'm not wearing leather." You roll your eyes.
"Then I'll let you pick it out." He offers and suddenly you're on board with this plan, taking the helmet and sitting behind him on the bike.
"Fine. But you're paying." You wrap your arms around his waist and he smiles, revving the engine.
"You sound like my girlfriend already." The bike lunges forward making you squeeze him tighter out of fear.
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Jealous - pjm
FanfictionAn old friend agrees to help make your crush jealous...but what are his motives? - - "Wait. Don't tell me. You like Taehyu-mmphm" "Shhh!" You slap your hand over his mouth, pushing him back against the wall. "Will you shut up??" "Well if you wanted...