TRUST ME ((jimin YANDERE X Reader 21+))

ELEVEN: oh great

you p.o.v

The interrogation started the minute toothbrush hit teeth.

Of course, you had known it was coming. You had expected a text all afternoon and into the evening, but the SMS lines had stayed quiet...

Too quiet.

Little did you know, Jihyo had been waiting to ambush you right at the moment toothpaste was threatening to dribble down your chin.

"Sooooo-oooo....how was your day today?" she began innocently enough, opening her drawer and beginning to pick through it innocuously. "Get a lot of studying done?"

Your instincts told you to brush faster.

"It was your typical do-everything get-nothing-done day,'" you answered, trying to sound casual. "I dropped by the sociology building to check a job posting--turns out they had a few spots left. Then I met some friends, studied."

The look of disappointment on Jihyo's face was palpable.

"Oh." She watched you rinse. "That's good--about the jobs, I mean. I'm happy for you. But...." and then her true intentions revealed themselves. "When you said friends, did you--perhaps--mean Park Jimin?"

Sometimes you imagined life would be easier if you could lie without remorse. 

"How did you know?" you mumbled, trying to sound surprised. "He didn't mention he had talked to you."

"Well , we DID talk. We were talking about you actually," she explained, "You know—just in conversation. And then Jimin was like—'oh, where's y/n?' I think he was worried why you weren't eating lunch with us. So I told him you were in the sociology building. I guess he found you?"

You debated giving a short answer but realized that wouldn't make this end sooner.

"He just asked if I was ok and then bought me lunch since he knows I'm tight on money." You dropped your toothbrush in the holder. "He's a lot friendlier than Yugueom made him sound, don't you think?"

Your friend's eyes immediately glazed over.

"A lot friendlier? Are you kidding me? Jimin's probably the MOST attractive guy in the university, let alone our friend group. Well-mannered, fit, considerate, studious, born into a good family..." Jihyo sighed. "Honestly y/n-a, I don't think I could pull a guy like that. I mean--Sana pulls tons of guys but Jimin hasn't even asked for her number once. What do you think?"

Cupping her cheeks, she grinned at you, face lighting up like a Christmas tree.

"Do you think he'll fall for me?"

Your thoughts flashed suddenly to the parking lot, Jimin's ducking, shy face as he placed the credit card in your hands, lips parting to speak earnestly.

"it's a gift, y/n-a. For coming into my life and being close to me."

"I don't know about that guy," you sighed, exiting the bathroom. "Suppose he has a girlfriend already? Like you said, someone like him is too eligible. Or maybe he's not into girls?"

Your friend's face fell. "Oh..." Sniffing, she collapsed onto her bed. "I never thought of that. Maybe you're right."

A prick of guilt pierced you then, but you pushed it away.

It doesn't matter. Whether you make up things or not, it doesn't change the fact that he's not interested in you either. You must be high if you think him giving you a credit card is equivalent to--to--