You were smiling and mentally giggling every two seconds while talking to Taehyung on call.
You were inside the café, sipping on your favourite coffee and having some chit chat with Taehyung.
Even though you told Jimin that your boyfriend knew nothing, everything was planned by Taehyung himself.
And you didn't regret not telling Jimin anything.
"I didn't think he would agree on such a thing, even Jungkook agreed. You were right, Jimin is best at playing the toy character. We can easily use him. And he will be like 'o-oh okay' damn he is so dumb."
You laughed your ass off, mimicking Jimin's tone and ignoring someone's intense gaze on you.
After talking a lot more, and that too about Jimin of course, he got busy and ended the call.
You sadly frowned, and came out of the café, walking alone by yourself, you could feel that you were actually not alone.
Someone was stalking you.
You got alert and instantly turned around to see no one,
Strange?
You thought. Eyes squinted in confusion, you turned back and started walking only to shriek out in a great panic.
Someone grabbed your neck.
Snaked his arms around your shoulders.
And trapped you in a headlock.
It was Jeon Jungkook.
You wiggled under his strong grip due to which you felt a stinging pain in your neck.
He was indeed a muscle pig, determined to rip your head away from your body.
But because of your heavy shouting and screaming and then literally digging your nails into his skin, he had to let you go.
As soon as you got freed, you stood there in silence.
Eyes widened and your head moved slowly from left to right, and all you felt was pain.
"You...SON OF A BITCH!" And you ran into him, pushing him hard with your palms.
"HOW DARE YOU DO THAT TO ME-" you were cut off when he held both of your hands right after you pushed him, twisting them painfully and screaming right at your face.
"AND HOW DARE YOU USE MY BROTHER FOR YOUR SHITTY BUSINESS!?"
You closed your eyes tightly because he was literally spitting his saliva at you while shouting.
Getting frustrated, you slammed your forehead right into his jaw.
And he left you instantly, holding onto his jaw in pain but still glaring at you.
While you glared back at him.
"You hoe..." He roared before grabbing your hair and painfully pulling them hard.
You screamed and snaked your hands around his neck in the meantime, also pulling his hair roughly while you both cried out stubbornly.
"LEAVE MY HAIR!"
He yelled along with you in synch.
It wasn't working out, so you left his hair and very cruelly, poked your long nails into his chest, kicking him on the balls.
He freaked out and fell on his butt, holding his crotch tightly with his palms and groaning in pain.
You smirked evilly and were about to walk away but,
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Who Are You? || Jimin✓
Fanfiction[Incomplete, ending explained in short notes.] He is just a toy, a plaything. You warned him clearly, he is only your husband for five months, just five months. And you were sure, like a fool he would obey every word that left your lips, but falling...
