Making Lemons Sweet || Jimin X Reader

Ch. 11 Plans and Schemes

You sigh heavily looking out the window at the light snow starting to fall and blanket the grass. It would have been nice to play in the snow with Jimin. You had occasionally fantasized that you would build a cute little snowman together, or throw a snowball at him, behind his back to start a fun little fight that would end with you rolling around together all out of breath and pink cheeked from the cold.
Then you could go inside and make the most deluxe microwaved hot chocolate of the century, and cuddle up to get warm again.

God you miss him....
You might never say it out loud exactly how much you miss texting him late at night, or flirting with him in your round about way right under your clueless brother's nose.

Sighing again you shift slightly, bringing your book back onto your lap where the window lights the page you'd been trying to read for the past 30 minutes.

"Will you cut it out!?" Hana asks, turning around at her desk, with a huff.

"What?" You roll your eyes,your tone biting back at her sudden hostility.

"Sighing like you're waiting for your husband to come back from the war. I keep telling you to just text him!"

"No I-"

"Why not?" She cuts you off abruptly, and you stumble to think of a reason.

"Well-i-he- well, because!" Neither a strong start nor a strong finish.

"Because? Because isn't good enough." Hana flails her arms dramatically. "Because, is the reason you don't go rollerskating or why you pick sprite over coke. "Because" isnt the reason you refuse to text someone you clearly miss A LOT!"

"I know!! I know!" You shout over her, knowing she's right. "Aren't you forgetting about the girl in his lap?? He probably doesn't want to be with me right now."

"Where the hell did you get that idea?" Her eyes nearly boggle out of her head. "Dude come on, I've read the text he sent. It hardly sounds like someone that wanted to get rid of you to sleep around. Plus I've heard he barely does anything but dance, go to class and sulk in the dorm, since you guys split."

"Where did you hear that?" You ask, trying to sound suspicious enough to not sound incredibly interested in the news.
"I have my sources." Crossing her arms over her chest smugly, and eyes you for a moment. "I bet he would really like it if you went to the Winter Dance Showcase. You should go."

"Really?"

"Yes really. I'm sure he would be really happy to see you."

"No, I mean, really Hana? Why are you changing your tune so much? You threatened him when he came to apologize. And all of the sudden within the past few weeks, you keep suggesting that I call him, or try to go see him... why? Why all of the sudden."

Rolling her eyes she leans her elbows on her knees and scuttles towards your bed in her rolling chair, looking a bit like a crab.

"Listen. I'm tired of you moping around here like there's no sun and you'll never be happy again."

"What?! I dont act like that!" You say defensively.

"Oh don't you??" She curls up in the chair and leans her head on her palm, looking out the window wearily before sighing loudly, again and again, getting more obnoxious with each exhale.

Throwing your hand to your side you find a soft stuffed animal and throw it at her, missing spectacularly.
"Fine! Point made." You groan and slap your book shut.

"Good. I just want you to be happy, and I know you were so happy with Jimin. And I know he was so much happier with you." Unfolding her limbs, Hana rests her hands on the bed in front of you, with her palms up, nodding to them for you to hold, clapping them together impatiently when you don't hold her hands right away.

Scrambling to your knees you waddle over and put your hands loosely in hers, looking up at the ceiling aimlessly.