Letters To Your Heart | [YoonMin]

9 ; Girlfriend?!

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"So.. care to explain why we're here again?", Jimin sighed for what seemed like the 10th time in the ongoing minute.

"Can you like... not act as if you're bored to death or something?", She rolled her eyes at her friend. "No, Suha, I can not." He forced a smile, stretching it even more, deliberately. She glared at him before threatening, "I say we'll sit here, so we'll sit here."

Jimin groaned as he leaned back towards the wall, "Why do we have to sit in the gymnasium?!", He spoke loudly, emphasizing it with the frustration he was holding in. "You can fawn at your crush by yourself or whatever... why'd you bring me to witness this shit?" Suha slapped his arm repeatedly, signalling him to shut up and stop whining. Jimin looked at where she was pointing, "He's here!", She almost jumped up and started shaking him vigorously.

'oh lord..' He murmured before sitting straight again, brushing off the non existent dust that got on him when Suha started her little tantrum. He didn't know why his little friend was always overreacting whenever her crush was present there. 'Is it even a crush? Doesn't she just like him cause he's handsome and popular or something?' His thoughts were soon cut off when he felt the blood circulation almost stop in his left hand.

"What the fuck?! Dude, do you want me to get a prosthetic hand or something? Let go!" He kept shaking his hand to let it free and soon sighed in relief when he could feel his hand again. "Oh my god. Look at him!", Her incoherent screech almost destroyed Jimin's eardrums.

He finally properly looked at the boy his friend has been dying over. He sighed once again, showing the disinterest building up in him. "Suha.. can I ask you something?" She hummed in response with her eyes still glued to the subject.

"Why do you even like him?"

Suha finally looked at her friend, watching his face look more serious than usual, she sat up and turned towards him. "I don't like him like that, Min. I'm just here to enjoy the game!" Jimin frowned at that, "And you expect me to believe that?" She rolled her eyes, "Of course?" He sighed.

Suha was in the same class as Jimin. They don't know each other for long, but they got close real quick. Their friendship was at a point where Suha would drag Jimin wherever she went. He never actually hated to spend time with her, no matter how much he says so. He smiled back and flicked her forehead, "Yeah, yeah, whatever. So, who are you looking at now?" She winced at the slight pain in her forehead and slapped his arm, "No one!". They both started laughing and went back to their previous position again. "Oh my god!"

"What?" He looked at her after hearing her sudden excitement. "He looks even more cuter today!" Jimin slowly shook his head before smiling at her unserious behaviour. He glanced at the match that was going on in front of them. Suha was more interested in Jungkook, one of the first years, than others. He knew most of the boys there, but his eyes stopped at the one with the black headband. He seemed to have more fans than everyone in the group.

I mean.. what's so great about Min Yoongi anyways?

Jimin squinted his eyes, trying to figure out who is who. He saw how the basketball match fired up all of a sudden, flowing with different waves of cheerful screaming from the audience. He shook his head slightly to remove the few pink strands of hair blocking his sight. Which, in fact, is something he often did. Almost like a bad habit of his. But will he change his style, or maybe cut his bangs? Or, for heaven's sake, dye his hair black? Who knows.

He watched as the said boy in black sleeveless jersey, with white linings on the edges, matching with a black knee-length shorts, slicked his hair back. The back of his jersey yelled a big 'MIN', written in white letters. He squinted his eyes again, tilting his head a bit as his gaze traced over the fonts. "Why does it say 'Min'?" He asked himself, unintentionally grabbing the attention of his friend. "What?"

She shifted her head towards him first, following the action with her eyes later on. "His jersey?" He slowly nodded, still not wanting to accept the fact that he asked that out loud. "Because.. that's his name?" She furrowed her eyebrows, giving him an obvious look. "Don't you know him or what?"

"No, I mean.. I know he's Min Yoongi, but do people call him by his last name?" His eyes went back to the said boy. Suha hummed as she leaned on the wall behind her, "That's most probably because his girlfriend calls him 'Min' all the time.." Jimin's eyes widened at the sudden news as he snapped his head towards her, "Girlfriend?!"

She eyed his expression before sitting up straight again, "...why are you so surprised?" He stuttered as he kept searching for the right words, "I- no, like, I heard he turned down every girl, so-"

Suha giggled before patting his back, "Did you think of the possibility that he may already be in a relationship?" She pondered for a bit, "I guess her name was.. Ha-na? Or was it Dul-na..?" Jimin watched her friend's depressing attempts of remembering the girl's name, "Is it Bit-Na, by any chance..?"

She gasped as she snapped her fingers at his face, "Ah, yes! Bit-Na! That's the name." He frowned at her realization, still not so sure about the authenticity of the provided piece of information by her, "Are you sure that they're dating?"

"Come on, they're always together. You need to be blind to not realise." She diverted her attention towards the match for a brief minute before continuing, "But like, who cares? I'm here for Jungkook anyways." Once again, she got distracted by all the shouting in the match.

Jimin hummed as he zoned out, with millions of questions in his small head,

So she was his girlfriend all along? Why'd he have to act all cool and talk about wanting to be friends with Miya when he just could've confessed about having a girlfriend. He scoffed as he started getting irritated at his own questions. He was inside his mind as he ignored everything happening in his surrounding, trying to keep up with the new information.

Everything was okay until he heard people shouting louder than ever. He shot his head up to see what was happening, but, well...

*THUD*

"Fuck."

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a/n

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