Polaroid |KTH|

Chapter 4

The next day

-Jimin POV-

I just got out of the shower, half-naked, drying my black wet hair while looking in the mirror, "damn I'm sexy" I said to myself as a flexed my muscles. I always loved admiring myself, like who wouldn't want to look at this?

I plugged in my hair dryer and placed my thumb on the start button until I heard my phone ringing on my bed. "Who could this be?" I said in an annoying tone. I looked at the contact name and then answered.

"Hello?"
"Hey, jiminshii",

"What do you want Jungkook I was doing something important," I asked. "Is a girl over there?" He asked. "What.....no," I said.
"Then you're not busy." He responded.

"Where exactly are you trying to get at?" I asked seriously. "Damn Jimin don't get all deep voice on me" he joked. "I just called to say thank you for what you did at breakfast yesterday."

"Oh yeah you better be thanking me, Emani almost killed me. Imagine how she would've reacted if she found out I did it on purpose.....FOR YOU. How long are you going to keep this up?" I responded.

"I know, I know it's a lot but we both know if you didn't shut her up Hobi wouldn't have done it." He said.

"Well you're welcome, but you still owe me the rest of that money for your part of the bill-"
"Okay got to now BYEE." He hurried and hung up.
"That bastard," I said as I walked back to my bathroom to continue drying my hair.

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—Avery POV—

Every since breakfast yesterday I haven't heard from anyone, which is weird since everyone sort of scattered around because of the drink accident. I still don't understand how Jimin manages to do that. Actually, who am I kidding he can't keep still, that boy can barely stay in a chair for 5 seconds.

I wanted to hear what Emani was going to say. While drowning in my thoughts I heard my Dad call me. "AVERY" he yelled. "Yes?"........... "YES?" I questioned and waited for an answer I then finally got out of my bed to go see what he wants. Ugh, I hate when he does that.

I walked downstairs to see my father sitting on the couch yelling at the Tv. "Come on what are you doing ?!!, THERE'S NOT ENOUGH SEASON ON THE CHICKEN!!" Is he yelling at a cooking show?

"Dad, you called me?" I asked even though it wasn't a question. "Oh yeah, Avery your mom wanted you to go to the market." He said while watching the team on tv struggle in the kitchen.

"Well she wanted me to go but you're going instead." He stated bluntly. "So you're telling me Mom wanted you to go to the market but you're sending me instead because you have to yell at a cooking show," I said annoyed. "Well if you understood me too well why did you ask." He said as he turned his head towards me.

"Well okay then," I said turning away from him to can get the keys and credit card off the counter. "Oh what?!! That plate is a 2/10. You know what, I should be a judge." My dad began talking to the Tv again while I walked out the door shaking my head in disappointment.

I got inside the car and then pulled off. I passed I few blocks up and saw Taehyung. I then slowed down the car to watch where he was going. "Why did he go behind those trees?" I questioned. "And who is he talking to?" I could barely see but it looked like he was talking to someone by the way he was moving his hands.