I Need You Girl (discontinued)

Jimin

^^ In the gif jimin looks kinda agitated and upset.That fits this fic.
(he also looks so irresistibly huggable❤_❤😆)
Enjoy!♡
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I hate fighting with my boyfriend, Jimin. He's usually so loving and jumpy, like a little kid.

Whenever he saw me, the biggest smile would appear on his face and he would hug me tightly, close to him. If I would be talking to the other members, he would inch a little closer to me and intertwine our fingers together. When he did this, I would know he wants my attention and is probably pouting.

Jimin was different when he got angry. It wasn't often that he lost his temper, but when he did, he didn't have control of what he was saying.

Right now, Jimin was furious but looking in his eyes, I could tell he did not want us to fight. I don't even remember what started the argument.

"your always so busy with work, you never have time for me!" He exclaims, referring to my job as a teacher. This is absurd, he is the one always busy with the band.

"well its not like you give me loads of time, your always busy with the band. I never complain!" I retort. He clenches his jaw and shoves his hands in his pockets. My own hands are trembling.

Why is he being so unreasonable and childish?

He looks directly into my eyes then, with a sharp piercing gaze. "Its like you don't even know me. Don't you know how important BTS is to me. My career is everything and who do you think you are trying to make me choose?" he says in a calm cold voice.

I freeze. Who do I think I am? How could he even say that? when I look up at him I see only a scowl on his face. I want him to take it back, to apologize and pretend he never said it. But instead he turns on his heel and storms out of the house.

I collapse onto the sofa, trying to stop the tears from coming. It doesn't work. I sit there for hours, minutes, I don't know how long, curled up into a ball,crying my eyes out and pondering over what he said.

He is right. Who am I to make him choose? He is famous. So many people out there love him. He could have any girl in the world, but he chose me, why? Not for long though, this might be the end, He might leave me with the way he stormed out of the house...

After some time I drag myself up to my room and fall into a dreamless slumber as soon as my head hits the pillow.

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My alarm woke me up for work the next morning. I check my phone out of habit but there is no string of messages from Jimin to wake me up. He would do this every morning since he was an early riser and I usually slept in, but not today I guess. My face fell. He's probably still angry.

When I am at work, even the little kids seem to notice something is wrong. One of the boys comes up to me and taps my shoulder. I turn to him with a smile on my face and he says in his little boy voice, "what's wrong?" He is so cute with chocolate brown hair and beautiful hazel green eyes.

"Nothing at all," I beam at him, ruffling his hair. He doesn't seem to believe me.

"You should go home and rest if you are sick. That's what mama makes me do." He says, concerned. By now, the other kids have noticed are conversation.

"Yea, you should go rest, we will be fine," they chime in.

"No, no, I can't leave you guys" I protest.

"Go or we will call Jimin oppa and he will steal you away like last time," says one of the girls, making all the kids giggle.
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I had been really sick one day, and while Jimin told me not to, I still went to school.

When he found out, he left practice and came all the way to my school.

He sneaked up on me and lifted me up in his arms while I was in the classroom.

"Hey!" I exclaimed.

"Help! I'm gonna steal her away, bring her bag!" He whisper-yelled to the children.

The kids were already familiar with Jimin so they obeyed, giggling all the while.

Against my protests and squirming, Jimin carried me all the way to his car and sat me in the passenger seat, locking the door before he closed it. As if I couldn't open it, but then I didn't want to, he was being so adorably caring and protective. And the children loved him.

They had come out in the excitement. Jimin took my bag from them and ruffled their hair and squished their cheeks. He then gathered them and sent them running back to their class.

I saw the grin on his face as he walked back. He always said he loved playing around with my students and he loved watching me play with them because I turned into a kid myself around them.

In the car he said, "that's what happens when you don't listen to me."

He bought me food and we watched a movie at home and even when I went to bed, he sat by my side, as I curled up next to him, stroking my hair and singing quietly in his angelic voice to help me sleep soundly.
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The children tug on my sleeve and try to get me to stand up, when the principal walks in.

"why don't you go home, you have no other classes today," she says with a polite smile. She is generally a very nice lady and I think I'm in her good lists anyway.

"Yes, ma'am," I nod.

On my way home, I stop once at the park where Jimin and I often went together. It is peaceful and serene there, as it is usually deserted.

I walk towards our usual bench next to the pond with my head down, lost in thought.

when I look up, I find the bench occupied. Its Jimin.

I can tell from the orange hair peeking under his beanie. He has his back toward me and his chin rests on his hands as he leans on his knees, staring out at the water.

I take a few steps forward. No. He probably doesn't want to see me. I turn around and start walking away. my eyes start to tear up again.

A moment later, I feel a presence behind me and that someone wraps his arms around my waist, stopping me in my tracks.

Jimin rests his forehead on my shoulder.

"I'm so, sorry. I didn't mean any of it. I knew I screwed up as soon as I said it. I was scared you didn't want to see me so I didn't come near you. But...I just can't stand it!" His raises his voice at the end. His arms are tight around my waist as if he doesn't ever want to let go and I missed them there so much.

"I can't stand being away from you for even one minute!" His voice sounds desperate, pleading.
"I shouldn't have said what I did, I was being selfish," He says quietly.

I turn to face him in his arms. I feel the tension, a live wire in them. By now tears are slipping down my cheeks. I rest my hands on his shoulders and smile up at his anxious eyes. "Its okay, you were right, I get it, of course bangtan is more important to you. I was being stupid. I didn't...."

I can't talk. I am abruptly cut off by jimins lips over mine. He kissed me before I could say another word. My eyes widen at first. But then I melt into the kiss wrapping my arms around his neck. He smiles into the kiss and pulls me closer.

When we pull apart, Jimin wipes my wet cheeks, rests his forehead against mine and whispers, "Dont you ever say that. I was wrong. You are the most important person in my life, I love you"

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A/N:
swag!
k so that was thE first fanfic I ever wrote. I'm kinda proud of it, for a first I guess.😊
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Thnx for reading ^-^ LYall❤️