Jimin is the only one I didn't wanted to meet at lunch today and he was the only one whom I shared my lunch table with.
"When is the marriage?"
"I don't know bro"
Jimin eyes shot up, staring at me shocked, I sighed and spoke, "I don't know anything Jimin I don't know anything, I haven't talked to oppa or aunt since that day, i never got the chance to--"
"Are you not happy?" He cuts me off
I look at him in disbelief
"Of course I AM happy" I say with empasis.
"Glad-"
"Let's talk about something else, Jiminie"
"Do you wanna play something?" He beams at me
"Focus on the food"
"Let's play truth or dare"
"I don't want to--"
"Truth or dare?" He finally asks even when I told him not to.
I sigh heavily, if I choose truth he is not a simple person to ask me my age, height or weight he is the type to ask how many one night stands I've been at , how many dicks I've sucked. Choosing wisely I'll go with dare, how worse can it get?
"Dare."
"Text an unknown number and do the lyric prank of my chosen song"
"But--"
"Okay I'll consider, I'll dial the number you do the prank?"
I gulp a lump in my throat, of course I'm no bad at flirting, I've mastered it, but right now it is wrong to do this prank.
My phone is already in his hands, I didn't even know he dialed a number and handed me the phone.
"Need to know by Doja cat"
My eyes come out of their socket, is he crazy I should have just gone with truth itself.
I take the phone, my thumb dancing, and i finally typed,
<Wanna know what it's like (like)
Who is this?>
Oh boy ! I wasn't expecting such a fast reply I peek a glimpse at Jimin and see him smirking , I'll kill him.
<Baby, show me what it's like (like)
What are you talking about?>
<I don't really got no type (type)
?>
<I just wanna fuck all night
Yeah-yeah, oh-whoa-whoa (oh, ooh, mmm)
What?>
<Baby, I need to know, mmm
I'm not your baby>
<I just been fantasizin'
About what?>
<And we got a lotta time
No we don't>
<Baby, come throw the pipe
What pipe?>
<Gotta know what it's like
?>
<Yeah-yeah, oh-whoa-whoa
Baby, I need to know, mmm
Stop calling me baby>
<What's your size?
😶>
<Add, subtract, divide
Stop it!>
<Daddy don't throw no curves
I'm warning you, stop it!>
< Hold up, I'm goin' wide
STOP IT YN!>
<Wait! How do you know my name?
You think I don't know who works in my office, come to my cabin NOW!>
.
.
"What is this Y/N?" he drops the phone.
I search for words and attempt to open my mouth but instantly fail, i somehow manage to utter "It wasn't me"
"Oh so you didn't type those things?" he asks sarcastically
"i mean i did but it wasn't me sir--" i get cutted off
"ENOUGH!" i stay quiet and let him continue "You'll come to my office and send me these shits, HOW DOES THAT WORK?" he sighs for a second, "I know your aunt arranged that shit, and we are bound to be--to be---together but i'm only doing it--" he takes an instant pause as if something I don't know would've ran out of his mouth, he continues "for my parents, don't get too ahead of yourself, it's not like some feelings are going to pop out-- and if u keep doing these, i don't give a damn about you being Suga's sister or-- or--my fiance i'll fire you!" I look at him, i'm not sure about what i'm feeling, disbelief, disappointment, guilt, embarrassed or hurt? i simply mumble a sorry and come out of his cabin, i'm not in tears, but i'm hurt, the way he reacted wasn't unfair though the things were too much for a rude alligator to digest, i sit on my chair and start working to distract my mind.
after finishing all the tasks it's finally over, there's still time, to go home, but one task is left. Park Jimin i'm not leaving him so easily, i heard he is going straight to a date from office. i go to canteen ,fill a cup of coffee, put a tray on it and then turn it upside down, i get to work arranging the bottom which is now the top, lastly a cherry on the foam i take the delicious meal and place it on his table.
"Jiminiee!!" he looks at me "Nervous for your date" he smiles and show me the laptop, "which bouquet shall i buy?" i feel evil to ruin his date now, "take whateveer, wanna have a coffee" he nods and i push the tray towards him. "I'm so nervous yniee----" and BOOM!! the coffee is splattered all over his pant and jacket he mumbles "Fuck", i smile towards him and i know he knows why i did that, he passes me a glare, which instantly melts as he recalls what he did. "Have a happy date!" I smile to him and bid him goodbye and leave for home. I didn't meet Tae after that besides the time I went to give the completed files.
Reaching home I change and lay on the bed, "I'm doing it for my parents" I'm sure story doesn't end here, it isn't just his parents something else is also involved here, I'm not hurt by his words , his action was fair but something is very wrong, he isn't forced, Kim Taehyung holds a personality that I know, nobody can force him , NO ONE! then why? Why? Why me? He could've changed the thought why? Me?
Author's Note
Ik I'm very late, but it's heartbreaking to write rn , as we know our babyboos have gone for millitary training the only thing we can do is pray for their health and wait, gonna miss them sm, miss those lives, short lives , smiles will see them soon!
Take care
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