Blush |BTS JIMIN HIGH SCHOOL FF|

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ANGEL POV

He did warn me I'll be attacked by those three voltures, so I'm more than ready. And he was right.

'NOOONAAAA!' Aaand there comes Jungkook with his mocking first thing he sees me

I looked at the time on the phone at it was 7:44. But aside from the time, there was also a message from Jimin.

Boyfriend Jiminshi ❤️
I'll come to save you in a few minutes. Fight them off if you can. If not, hide.

That made me laugh more than it should. What a dork.

'So, I heard something veeery in-'

'Yes, we've had sex. Many times. Didn't count. He's pretty damn amazing at it. Anything else?' I cut him off right away with a smile, leaving him in shock

'Damn. You won't even let me get the satisfaction of annoying you? You're no fun.' He clicked his tongue and pouted like a child

'Didn't you do enough of that to him last night?'

'Not even close. He doesn't like to share the deets.' He kept pouting. 'But you...' he flung his arm around my shoulders, '...you finally did it, huh? Had fun?' He wiggles his eyebrows

'You wanna lose that arm?'

Jimin's voice came from behind us, having Jungkook remove his arm straight away, snickering a bit.

'Jiminshi!' I ran and pretty much jumped on him right away, having him catch me

'Hi, baby.' He laughed at me, but he held me tightly. 'Good morning.'

I leaned in, kissing him on the cheek. 'Good morning.'

He helped me down, tucking a bit of my hair behind my ear. 'Sorry for not coming in earlier to save you. Did he bug you a lot?'

'I didn't get the damn chance. She just confirmed it all before I even asked. Killed my vibe.' Jungkook whines. 'But you'll be happy to know that you're, in her words, damn amazing at it, so you've got that to be excited about.' He turned that around quickly and became his usual cocky self

Instead of answering him, he just smiled and leaned closer to me, whispering lowly into my ear. 'If I'm amazing as you say, do you think you'd let me learn a few more things? There are a few that I wanna try.'

Aaaand now I'm sweating. Thank you, Jimin.

'I'll take that as a yes.' He giggled in the cutest way, pinching my flaming red cheek, acting as if he didn't just say something that turned my insides upside down

'What have you told her?! She's bright red!' Jungkook was dying

'NOTHING! Nothing.' I kind of screamed at him, still in shock over Jimin being so flirty

'Are you okay?' Jimin keeps teasing, trying really hard not to snicker at me

'No. Damn flirt machine.' I mumble

'Come on. We gotta get to class, gorgeous.' He giggled, leaving a soft kiss on my forehead

'Somehow, I don't think I'll be able to focus on the class at all.'

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'8?' He murmurs next to my ear, his lips softly pressing into my cheek as his hands rest on my hips

'7?' He keeps teasing, leaving another kiss on my cheek, right by the corner of my lips

Instead of letting him torture me, I decided to slide my hand behind his neck, bringing his lips to mine. His hold on me instantly got firmer, his arm holding me close.

'How about now?' I whisper, not moving away from him

'Mmmm... Tempting, but I have to get that little gremlin.' He sighed in frustration, and it made me laugh. 'But can I have another one of these?' He brushed his lips against mine, pressing himself a bit closer to me

'You two are getting absolutely disgusting.' Taehyung crashed the moment with a joke, and at the moment, it's probably good that he did because I forgot where we were. School.

'No one told you to watch, you creep.' Jimin told him off, pulling away from me

'Hard to miss with half the hall staring you down.' Taehyung chuckles, and sure enough, he is right

'Well, it sounds like a them problem, honestly. And I'll see you later?' Jimin just went back to his flirting, gently raising my chin to place a peck on my lips

'Mhm.' I couldn't even answer him properly. I turned into a blushing mess, melting at his touch and his soft voice, just nodding lightly as I looked into his eyes

He smiled, kissing me on the tip of my nose once more before making his way out of the school.

'Pffft.' Taehyung started dying laughing, watching me smack myself on the cheeks to compose myself. 'You are a mess.'

'I know, trust me. He throws me off so damn much.'

'I never would have guessed.' He keeps snickering

'How is he so damn handsome?! Like, this should not be legal!!' I don't know why I'm whining to Taehyung, but I gotta get it our somehow

'I... I really have no idea what to tell you.' He just couldn't stop laughing

'I'm leaving. I need air. Bye.' I ran out in my frustration, just needing to clear my head. He destroyed me.

I was a mess and a half, thinking of nothing but Jimin until I got home.

'Mom! I'm home!' I took off my jacket and shoes and made my way into the living room where I heard the TV, but what got my attention was my mom. Her face was as pale as a ghost as she just stared ahead.

'Mom!' I ran to her in panic, grabbing her face. 'What's wrong? Are you okay? What happened!?'

I was panicking, seeing her in shock, looking like a living doll.

'It might be my fault.'

I honestly didn't even notice anyone else in the room until I heard a man's voice and turned around to look at him.

'Hello. I'm sorry for startling you like this.'

What. The. Fuck.

In a way, it's like I'm looking in the mirror.
The same shade of blonde hair like mine and his eyes... Emerald green, some brown dots sprinkled in there, edged by long, black lashes.

I might throw up. Or faint. Or both.

'D-dad?!'