FBI : love department || Park Jimin ☁️

13- jealous

<now tell me truthfully, are you jealous of their relationship because you think the warden is unfair towards you or because you want Y/n all to yourself?>

Jimin gulped, Seokjin was staring right into his soul and could read him without problems. Jin knew already the answer to his question but he wanted to help the younger clear his mind, he wanted to hear those words falling from his lips.

<what are you even saying>

Jimin tried to laugh it off as he wanted the conversation to end but the older didn't let it go so easily

<you should admit it, I can see it. The way your eyes light up when you talk about her, I see it. I noticed it years ago but I wanted to see what you do and when you will realize it yourself>

the boy sat back in his place, the younger looked down at his shoes. He did realize he felt something strange when he was with you, he just couldn't give those feelings a name

<it doesn't metter>

Jimin sighed leaning back in the chair, the other gave him a confused look

<she only sees me as her work partner, we couldn't be together anyways because of the rules>

he explained as a strange type of pain made his heart clench

<which rules?>

of course, the older didn't know what Jimin was talking about, he wasn't a policeman nor an agent, after all, he couldn't know it

<since we are partners we cannot have a romantic relationship. Shitty police rules>

he cursed taking back the glass, his hold tight around it

***

you put on a pair of black heels. Jimin would come in around 5 minutes and you still needed to brush your teeth and apply some lipstick.

The day at work was pretty boring, you just kept scrolling again and again through the evidence you had trying to find something which would seem out of place, to your disappointment, everything fit like a puzzle. And you still hadn't any idea who the killer could be.

You looked in the mirror as you fixed your black dress, it has been a while since you dressed up for the last time. You didn't like parties and the last occasion to wear something fancy was the wedding of one of your friends. It has been 3 years ago to be exact, ever since then you hadn't worn high heels or a dress like this. You just hoped your feet would be still working the following day.

You sighed directing yourself to the bathroom, just as you put the toothbrush in your mouth the doorbell rang. Namjoon was already gone so you needed to open up yourself. You groaned as you didn't care about your appearance just went to the door with paste all over your mouth and the brush in your hand

<whoa, as much as I wish I could make a joke about the white substance on your lips I don't want to risk getting beaten up with your toothbrush>

Jimin chuckled as he leaned on the doorframe, you rolled your eyes inviting him to come in

<youp are arly>

you said as you went back to the bathroom in order to spit the white mint-flavored paste, the boy giggled at your strange way of talking

<I know I'm but the streets were empty so I reached earlier>

he said following you as he stepped inside the bathroom you were already done washing your mouth and were putting the red lipstick away after using it.
Jimin's eyes fixed on your lips. His mind went wild, he wanted to stop it... but wasn't able.

He imagined devouring your, now red, plump lips in a kiss but before it could shift to something more than a simple kiss he shook his head coming back to reality. His fantasies needed to stop before they could give him a problem with parts he didn't want to have a problem with, at least not at that moment.

<you are looking really great Y/n>

he said after clearing his throat, you gave him a smile

<thank you, you are looking great too>

he was wearing black skinny jeans, a white t-shirt, and a black coat left opened hanging loosely on his shoulders

<thanks, isn't Namjoon coming?>

Jimin changed the topic to prevent an awkward silence to form

<nope, he is meeting someone, it's only the two of us so Jimin I'm warning you now. My intentions are to get wasted>

you passed by him and took your purse, Jimin chuckled to himself shaking his head

<such a new thing of you>

not true, you weren't a fan of alcohol, that's for sure, but when you were at a party you used to drink, drink enough to disconnect from your senses. It didn't happen often so why not do it from time to time? It won't hurt anyone

<you just don't know that side of me yet>

<I'm eager to meet her then>

Jimin gave you his arm like a gentleman, which he surely wasn't, or at least as much as you knew him he was far away from being one, but you still accepted and linked your arm to his.

***
not long after you were standing in front of a huge nightclub, the smell of alcohol was hitting you already and you hadn't even walked inside yet. There were people smoking while leaning their backs against one of the walls, other people were making out with, most likely, strangers and some others were throwing their souls up on the grass.

You could hear the loud music from inside and you closed your eyes as you recognize the beat of the song. An arm landed around your shoulders making you turn to look at the person, it was Jimin

<I'm sorry it took so long, I couldn't find a parking spot>

he passed you an apologetic smile and you assured him it was ok before making your way to the entrance, you sighed at the sight of the very long line standing there. It is going to be a long waiting.

Jimin stopped you by grabbing your forearm

<where are you going? we are definitely not standing that whole queue>

you gave him a confused look but he just shrugged his shoulders letting your arm go

<a friend of mine is the owner, we are going to the VIP entrance baby>

you followed him as he started walking towards the other side of the building, two bodyguards were standing by that door

<Park Jimin>

one of the gorillas said smiling and opening the door, Jimin smiled back and grabbed your hand making it clear you were with him

<hi Jack>

he said while passing by the men. The second after you were already inside, you sighed.

let's get the night started.