Jimin closed the door behind him walking into his apartment dropping his keys on the coffee table. He flopped down onto his stomach on the couch with a big sigh. It had been over a week since his girlfriend had been over. Well they weren't really together anymore being they; not after all that. He closed his eyes the memory playing over in his head.
Her phone buzzed over the coffee table but she wasn't in the room so he leaned over to see who it was. She appeared from nowhere snatching it up quickly and answering it going back to the kitchen. Jimin got up following her listening to what she was saying. When she realized he was in the kitchen she quickly said her goodbyes and hung up the phone.
"Who was that."
"Oh just a friend."
"Would it so happen to be the same friend who's texts I found last time?"
"Why are you so suspicious? It's because you're the one cheating huh. Did that foreign slut let you in her pants?"
"Don't talk about her like that!" The thought of what he had done made his stomach turn even though she forgave him.
"You want to fuck that bitch so bad you can't stand it. Why are you still hanging around me?"
"I want to fuck her? You're the one who is fucking someone else. Yea I saw yesterday that the texts from him haven't ended. You pass out so quick after and he was blowing up your phone wondering when you were going to come over because 'he really missed that ass of yours'. What am I not enough for you? I give you everything and you do nothing but badmouth my friend and fuck around behind my back. You're right I don't know why you're still hanging around. Get the fuck out of my house!"
Rolling over onto his back he pulled out his phone going through his pictures and deleting every single one he had of her. He wanted it to hurt if it ended with her, he loved her so much. The cheating wasn't even the worst thing she did. Badmouthing Nabi was completely unacceptable and he should have left her then. Scrolling through his pictures he smiled at one he found of when they had first started going to the café. It was a picture of all of them including an embarrassed Nabi crammed between Yoongi and Hoseok.
Even with an awkward smile she still looked so beautiful. He would be lying if he said he didn't want to know what it would be like to have her in his bed. That wasn't really what he wanted from her though. Right now he just wanted them to be friends again. Maybe if they fixed it and it didn't work with Yoongi he would try. He wanted to give her the world and he didn't care if it was only as a friend he would do anything to stay by her side.
Opening his contacts, he scrolled down and stopped at her number looking at it for the longest time. The picture he had set for her name was of her laughing. Putting the phone down he sighed before picking it back up and hitting call. He waited for the longest before it answered.
"Hey Nabi. Well it's official I broke up with that mean bitch."
"That's great man I'll let her know when she wakes up from her nap." The phone hung up leaving him puzzled. Who was that who answered her phone. It sounded familiar but it wasn't Kookie.
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Lovely Nabi
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