Jimin fanfic (ft. BTS)
When y/n's father died, Park family took her in and treated her like their own daughter. However she fall for someone who considers her as his sister....
"You are not even 18, while I am over 25.. I am old enough to adopt you"...
7 YEARS AGO~ "Such a bitch you are," Luna slapped Y/n across the face.
"You're the bitch!" Y/n retaliated, gripping Luna's hair and forcefully pushing her to the ground. Straddling her, Y/n delivered several more slaps before Luna's friends intervened, joining in the scuffle. Amid the chaos, other students cheered on, reveling in the drama.
Y/n's friends watched from a distance, hesitating to intervene until one finally went to fetch a teacher.
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"Mr. Kang, this is the fifth altercation involving Y/n this month," the homeroom teacher addressed Y/n's father with concern. "Such behavior cannot be condoned. We've been lenient due to your significant financial contributions to the school, but this is becoming too frequent for everyone's tolerance."
Y/n's father apologized on her behalf, while Y/n remained subdued, avoiding eye contact throughout the discussion.
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Y/n sat quietly in the front seat as her father drove. "Why did you get into a fight, my princess?" he asked gently, trying to lighten the mood.
"She started it, Appa," Y/n began tearfully. Sensing her distress, he pulled up outside an ice cream parlor. "Okay, we'll talk. First, wipe those tears and get us some ice cream," he said, patting her head.
Y/n returned with their favorite blackcurrant ice cream. "Wow, blackcurrant, just like we like it," he smiled, trying to cheer her up. "Now, tell me what happened."
"We were playing basketball in the court when Luna and her friends demanded we leave so they could play. Hana refused, so Luna slapped her and pulled her hair. I pushed Luna away to defend Hana, but then Luna cursed me and said awful things. I cursed back, and she slapped me. After that, I lost control," Y/n explained, looking down in shame.
Her father sighed deeply. "What did your friends do when Luna hit you?" he asked. Y/n shook her head, prompting another sigh from him.
"Y/n, I've always taught you to help others, but you also need to discern who truly values your friendship and who takes advantage of you. Luna didn't hit you; she hit Hana. Hana could have reported her; you didn't need to get involved," he reasoned.
Y/n nodded silently, absorbing his words.
"My princess, at your age, it's crucial to distinguish between genuine friends and those who pretend. And I didn't enroll you in Taekwondo so you could fight with classmates. Try to avoid conflict as much as possible. Those who use their minds and words instead of their fists tend to go further in life. We don't want you to become a mess, do we?" he smiled reassuringly.
Y/n shook her head, smiling back.
"Okay, let's forget about the fight now," he said brightly. "Let's go for an outing."
Y/n frowned. "Where to?" she asked.
"To visit Uncle Park and Auntie. You have a break starting tomorrow, so we can stay late," he suggested.
"Appa, I don't want to go," Y/n pouted.
"Why not? Don't you want to see your Jimin oppa?" he teased, smiling.
"No, he's so annoying. He always makes fun of me. I don't want to go," she whined.
"Oh, Y/n-ah," he chuckled. "He's just teasing you. Remember how he always sends you beautiful gifts? And he brings you so many chocolates whenever we visit him," he laughed.
Y/n pouted again but nodded in reluctant agreement.
Time skipss
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oon they arrived at the Park mansion. "Let's go inside," her father urged, pulling her out of the car as she protested quietly.
"Y/n, don't act like that," he admonished sternly. She gulped and entered with a composed expression.
"Aww, Y/n, you've come after so long, kiddo! How have you been?" Mrs. Park enveloped her in a warm hug as soon as she stepped inside.
"I've been great, Aunty," Y/n replied with a forced smile. "I've made a lot of things for you; I hope you'll like them," Mrs. Park winked at Y/n. This time, she genuinely smiled. "Really?"
"Y/n, first greet your uncle and aunty," her father instructed firmly. She nodded and bowed politely, eliciting chuckles from the elders.
"Where's Jimin?" Mr. Kang inquired.
"Oh, he's upstairs! Y/n, go call him," Mrs. Park suggested.
Y/n sighed and went unenthusiastically to his room.
"Oppa," she called out. Jimin, engrossed in his files, looked up. A smirk tugged at his lips.
"Oh, the little troublemaker is here," he teased, setting his files aside and approaching her. He tousled her hair playfully, causing her to whine while he chuckled.
"You're so annoying," she said, smoothing down her hair.
"And you're a brat," he retorted, pinching her cheek. "Come on, let's go. I want to meet Uncle," he added, grabbing her by the neck playfully and pulling her downstairs as she protested.
The elders laughed at their antics. "Jimin, don't tease poor Y/n like that," Mrs. Park gently chided, pulling Y/n towards her and fixing her hair. Jimin laughed and greeted Mr. Kang warmly.
They all sat down to dinner, chatting amiably. "You got into a fight again today?" Mr. Kang noticed a scratch on Y/n's neck.
"Yes," she replied with attitude, prompting him to gently smack her head. "Aunty, he's hitting me," she mockingly cried out.
"Aunty, he's hitting me," Jimin mimicked, earning a glare from Y/n.
"How many times have I told you to avoid fighting?" Mr. Kang scolded, to which she listened quietly, pouting a bit.
After dinner, they finished their meal. "Oppa, chocolate," Y/n whispered in Jimin's ear. He smirked at her. "I'm so annoying," he teased.
She pouted. "Sorry."
He chuckled and took her hand, leading her out of the house. "Let's get your chocolate," he said, heading towards the nearest convenience store.
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