𝑀𝓎 𝒮𝓁𝓎𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇𝒾𝓃 (My Slytherin) || •PJM• ✔️

Best Friend

Jimin feels terrible about defense class.

Afterwards, all he wanted to do was go up to Y/n and hug her. But he can't. Not without going through the best friend. Jeon Jung-fucking-kook is always right by her side. He's holding her hand right now, laughing and talking with her while they walk down the hall. Jimin is following closely behind with an enraged expression. He wants to be the one talking to her right now. Him - not Jungkook. Wait what.

Jimin almost stumbles at his own thoughts. So what the hell is going on with him? Why is everything changing all of a sudden? Whenever he sees her he feels a burst of energy, a spark inside him. It was never like that before. What happened? Did someone slip something into that soda he had the other day? Is there something spiking the air filters? What's going on here? Jimin can't even begin to comprehend it. He sighs. Not like he's gonna find out any soon, so why even bother.

Jungkook gives Y/n's hand a squeeze and walks off to the bathroom. Finally, this is his chance. This is his chance to apologize and maybe clear the air. After all - Jungkook was right. Jimin actually hurt her this time, not just emotionally. So, he swallows his pride and goes up to her, fiddling with his fingers. "Hey..." he starts. She glances at him, then frowns and looks away. "Y/n?" he asks.

"Oh you're talking to me? I thought you only ever wanted to fight," she replies.

He casts his eyes downwards, "I... I don't know what to say."

"Good. I don't have anything to say to you. Please leave."

Jimin frowns at the thought of leaving her alone right now, so he stays put. She keeps staring at the bathroom door while Jimin stands there like an idiot. What does he say? The words 'I'm sorry' are sitting on his tongue, but he can't get them out. He lets out a huff. There's another way to do this, but not in public. The problem is... he needs the best friend's help to do it. Jimin rolls his eyes. "Fine, don't talk to me. See you around Gryff."

"Slytherin," she dryly says, Jimin walking away.

All he can hope for is that his plan works. Otherwise he's screwed.

~~~

Jimin watches Jungkook groan and run a hand through his hair. He almost smirks at the sight. Almost. Jimin marches over and plops down next to him, Jungkook glancing up in surprise, then his expression changes into a scowl. "What the hell do you want?"

"A truce," Jimin says, "or, more like a deal."

"I hate you, why would I ever take a deal from you?"

"Because I'm one of the best students in the school and you're struggling with your grades, right?" Jungkook stays quiet. "I'll help you pass your upcoming tests, in return, you owe me a favor."

Jungkook hesitates, him gnawing on his lower lip. "My parents will kill me if I don't pass my transfiguration test, but owing you a favor sounds horrible."

"I'll tell you exactly what it is, if that makes you feel better. It's a one and done favor."

"One and done? And you already know what it is?"

"Yes, and I'm telling you right now, no matter what this favor is going to happen. I'll get it from Namjoon, or Jin, or Yoongi, or even Taehyung. I'll get the favor to happen, so if you say no, don't think you're saving her."

"Who's her- oh... oh. No, no fuck you I'm not doing anything you say."

"You really, really should."

Jimin can practically see the breath leaving Jungkook's flared nostrils. "Why?"

"Because at least this way someone other than Y/n and me benefit from this."

"How in the world would she benefit from this?"

Jimin places both his hands on the side of his head. "Shit, I have to talk about my feelings in order to make you understand, don't I?" Jungkook raises a brow. "I feel bad, okay? Is that what you want to hear?"

Jungkook only seems more confused, "Feel bad?"

"About all the bullying, and especially about defense class. I tried talking to her but she won't listen, so I want to get her in a private place: a peaceful one. I already have a plan, I just need you to listen to it."

"Me? Listen to you? Why?"

"Because I want to at least get her forgiveness. If we don't become friends and she hates me for the rest of her life? Whatever, at least I manned up and apologized. I don't ask people for help Jeon, especially not my enemies, but I wouldn't be asking if I wasn't serious."

Again - Jungkook hesitates. Jimin can't blame him. If the roles were reversed, Jimin would've slapped Jungkook and said no, he's not allowed to touch her or even breathe in her direction. Honestly, Jimin's a bit surprised that Jungkook hasn't said no and left yet. Jungkook's nicer than Jimin originally thought. "What are the conditions?" Jungkook asks. "I'll help you in whatever subject you need until that test happens, after you pass the test, which you will, you'll send a text to Y/n for me."

"About?"

"About wanting to meet up somewhere late at night. I'll handle it from there. Instead of you showing up, I'll show up and claim I know where you are or know what you wanted to say, I don't know I haven't ironed out the details. The only thing I know is that I need this. I need you. Please?"

Jungkook meets Jimin's sharp gaze, then eventually sighs. "On one condition."

"Name it."

"Don't hurt her," he whispers, his voice almost cracking.

Jimin leans back on the wooden chair, the mahogany making a creak that hurts Jimin's ears. "I didn't realize you cared this much."

"I love her, how can I not?"

Jimin stalls without meaning to. "You... love her?"

"Not like that, like a friend love. She's my closest friend and I love her more than anything. I wouldn't be able to handle seeing her hurt. Honestly, I wouldn't. That's why I'm so hesitant to even talk to you, you're the enemy of the most important person in my life. How would she feel if she saw me talking to you?"

Jeon Jungkook is a lot more interesting than Jimin thought. He thought the boy was one-dimensional, a little dense, helplessly in love with his best friend. Turns out he's actually pretty mature. Jimin can respect that, but he'll never say that out loud. "I understand. I won't hurt her, I promise. I can't promise that I won't pick on her anymore, but I'm not going to hurt her emotionally or physically."

Jungkook still looks hesitant, but eventually relaxes with a sigh and holds out his hand. "Truce?" Jungkook asks. Jimin takes Jungkook's hand and shakes it.

"Truce."