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The Dog Sniffer and the Unicorn Lover

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Y/n

Somehow, Park Jimin returned.

Two days after having a cat and mouse game with Dior's fat-assed king, Y/n found herself in a Discord call with Charlie when a new profile picture appeared and jumpscared her. The voice that followed was familiar; sweet, sultry, and irritatingly attractive.

"Char... Char... Charlie," Park Jimin said. She could hear the drool coming out of his mouth. "My lord and savior, how can I thank you for gracing me with your presence?"

Charlie left the call.

Y/n laughed until squeaky sounds came out, but then it devolved into her falling out of her gaming chair, her pretty pink headphones sliding off her head and instead bonking her poor chest that had a unicorn hoodie on it. Even without the headphones equipped, she heard Jimin laughing at her. Yeah, he was in no position to giggle considering he got rejected by his crush.

She shot up and slammed her headphones back on. "Oh, shut up, you! Charlie left your ass!"

"My fat ass. If you're going to insult me, at least do it right!"

She could hear the pout in his voice, and she couldn't help but chuckle, any fake anger she had dissipating in favor of admiration. As much as she had met Jimin not long ago, she had grown fond of his lighthearted nature and the way he poked fun at her. Or maybe she really liked attention, and it was making her fall for him based on that. She was like an alpaca, okay? She could die of loneliness.

"Sure, sure," she said with a hand wave he couldn't see. "Sounds like you're deflecting. You got rejected, Park. Deal with it."

"Oh, Miss L/n, pulling out the surname now, hm? You're lucky you're not here, otherwise I'd sic my dogs on you."

She faked a gasp. "You wouldn't dare. I'd prefer to get mauled by unicorns, thank you very much."

Jimin laughed, and she grinned when she heard each hiccup waiting inside. Although mics limited how well she could hear him, she could pick up on the delicacies within his tone. His laugh was like a soft whine that jumped up and down. If anything, it sounded like a kid's laugh, but that made it more endearing.

"Alright, alright," Jimin said once he dialed down. "Point taken: unicorns, not dogs. My dogs are offended, though."

Y/n huffed and blew a raspberry, leaning back in her chair until it creaked. "Why can't we talk about anything normal? Like, how was your day? What's your favorite color? What's your favorite food?"

He snorted. "Now why would we talk about anything normal when we could make fun of each other instead?" It went quiet for a moment before Jimin cleared his throat. "But... my day was good, my favorite colors are black and blue, and my favorite food is your mom."

She rolled her eyes. "You're hilarious."

"Oh I know, that's why I have more subscribers than Markiplier."

Sometimes it didn't occur to her just how famous Jimin was. It was a mix of his good looks and his talents. From what she knew about him, he made high-quality content, and he had a variety, too. He was a mix of gaming and commentary, and although that style of content wasn't her cup of tea (unless it was Markiplier), she made a mental note to watch some videos of his later. She had a feeling he was watching her videos, after all.

"I don't know how. Mark should have 100 million subs."

"And I shouldn't? Is that what you're implying?" Jimin asked in a higher voice than normal, and that made Y/n laugh.

Alright, he checked all the boxes, didn't he? He had the most beautiful puppy eyes (Y/n had a thing for eyes), plump lips, a smooth face, a fantastic body, money, an adorable smile, and he made her laugh. The last one was all she needed, but the other stuff had her swooning despite them not knowing each other long. Holy sugar, she could fall for Jimin more than Jimin fell for Charlie. Dang it. That was dangerous.

"Oh, shush, you know that's not what I meant." She blew another raspberry and wished she could throw one of her unicorn stuffed animals at him through the screen. "You probably listen to Charlie's voice to fall asleep, so I don't wanna hear any tantrums or arguments from you, Mister Dior."

"Did you say Dior?! You think they'll sponsor me?"

She could hear the smile in his words. It was a voice call, but she could turn on video if she'd like. Her mouse hovered over the video button, but she decided against it and instead sunk back in her chair and let out a huff, something she seemed to do a lot of nowadays. She wondered if that was because of Jimin. Lord knew that boy said the most out-of-pocket things.

"If you put your mind to it, you can do anything, so I'm sure you'll get a sponsorship," she said with a snort, and it was his turn to huff.

"You're making fun of me, aren't you?"

"Always. Get used to it."

Jimin fake whined and cried like a baby, which had her rolling her eyes, but from amusement, not annoyance. Dior's king had grown on her more and more the longer the conversation went on, and she had to admit she wanted to keep getting charmed by him.

"I can get used to it," he said, and she could hear the smile in his words. "You're not too bad to look at, Miss L/n. I wouldn't mind hearing all the thoughts inside that pretty head of yours."

Well, shit.

Y/n couldn't handle flirting to save her life.

She turned into a stuttering mess that had Jimin laughing, and, like Charlie, she hung up without so much as saying goodbye, banging her head against her desk and rubbing her hot neck. Despite sitting in front of her desk all day, she felt like she ran a marathon, and she needed to cool off. That led to her getting up, pacing around her room, biting her nails, thinking about Park Jimin, and then going downstairs in time to see Seulgi and dad taking turns snickering on the couch.

Seulgi clapped Y/n's dad on the shoulder and popped more popcorn into her mouth, amused by the stupid comedy movie they were watching. Seulgi and Y/n's dad were besties and had been for the longest time, and Y/n found it rather endearing.

She plopped down between the two and stole some popcorn, and the two snorted at her. Somehow, Seulgi seemed to pick up on what was happening right away.

"Siiiiimp," Seulgi said in a much deeper voice than normal.

Her dad joined in. "I don't know what that means, but siiiiimp."

Seulgi giggled and reached across Y/n to high-five dad, who obliged without hesitation. The two went back to kicking their feet and snickering at Y/n's expense, and she sighed before burying her face in her hands and speaking.

"Why do I even bother?"

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A/N: I've decided that, for this story, I'm going to do shorter chapters but more frequent updates, often double or even triple updates. Today is a triple update, so there are two more chapters available now! I hope you enjoy!