Making Lemons Sweet || Jimin X Reader

Ch. 6 I Hate You

"Baby?" Jimin's voice makes you spin, and throw your arms around his neck, burying your face into his chest. "Hey hey what's the matter?" He asks, holding you tightly.

"Hey! That was mine!" Tae yells at you angrily, after you stepped in front of the foot volleyball.

"You didn't call it." You fight back, knowing you're right, you knew he didn't call it.

"So I still had it!" He snears, pressing forward towards. "I hate being on a team with you. You're the worst."

You're brother and Jimin jumped over the small line of sticks you had been using as a net, racing over to where you and Tae had been arguing.

"Hey, what's the matter?" Jimin asks, "That was a good kick."

"Don't side with her!" Tae throws his hands around wildly, probably in disbelief that Jimin would admit you had actually made a good play. "That was supposed to be mine! I hate playing with her, she always gets in the way."

Taes eyes narrow at you and he snarls again."I hate her."

His hands come up to your shoulder and roughly he pushes you down onto the ground.

Your butt hurts from the impact with the hard dirt packed down from years of kids playing.

"Ow." You cry, looking up at the three with disdain.

"Come on dude, don't push her, she's gonna go tell mom." Jungkook rolls his eyes and puts out a dirty hand to help you up.

"If she tells, she'll prove she's just a baby." He snarks, wiping a sleeve under his nose looking over to where the ball had been abandoned.

Feeling rather miffed, you push Jungkook's hand away and push yourself up. Your adrenaline is pumping through your young veins, and one look at Taehyung's disgusting smirk triggers your brain to do something you shouldn't have.

While you have the advantage of Tae looking away you charge forward and press your hands to his chest, shoving him. But not quite as hard as you would have liked.

Tae stumbles back a few inches, his smirk dissolving into a fiery rage. His jaw clenches and he hauls his arm back.

With a blinding sting he slaps you across the face, sending you back onto your butt again at Jimin's feet.

Tears bite at the back of your eyes and you fight the tears that are daring to form, knowing they'll only make fun of you if you cry now.

But it's no use, your cheek burns and the snickering coming from the boys above you makes your tears well up whether you want them to or not. Pressing your hand to your hurt cheek you look up at Tae through watery eyes. He and Jungkook have already started to walk away, but you shout anyway.

"I hate you!" Your voice cracks weakly, your lip quivering out of control.

"Good." Tae calls back over his shoulder as your brother collects the ball.

You whimper with the pain of having fallen on your butt twice and having your cheek slapped so sharply. With your hand pressed tightly to your cheek, you struggle to get up.

You make it on to your knees shakily, and through warbled vision you see a hand out for you to grab.

Tracing it up, you see Jimin, but he's not looking at you. No actually it seems like he's trying very hard to not look at you.

"W-what are you doing?" You ask confused. Wasn't he just laughing that you fell?

"Do you want help or not?" He asks sharply.