"They seem to like you," Vinaye sang out, chuckling lightly as he pushed his duffel bag onto his structured form.
Jimin smiled, eyes moving to the ground a little as the tall man moved to stand next to him. Walking towards the exit, Jimin froze when Vinaye's hand teasingly moved forward, stopping Jimin from walking out.
Brows creasing, Jimin let out a confused chuckle as he looked down at the articles in Vinaye's hand.
It was a jacket. Jimin's brows jumped high when staring at the Beztir's logo on the side of the sleeve. It was the dance crew's jacket...
"Wha-"
"Welcome to the team," Vinaye said, smiling sweetly as he moved the jacket closer for Jimin to take.
Jimin grinned hugely, his eyes gleaming up like newly fixed light bulbs. Taking the jacket slowly from the leader, Jimin felt honoured beyond belief.
"Thank you so much," Jimin breathed out, chuckling in excitement as his cheeks rolled up from the intense smile.
Vinaye nodded, lips curling over his teeth as he stared over at the boy grow who freaked.
"Only been with us for a week and he's already got the jacket?"
Vinaye and Jimin looked over at the voice that blared from the far corner. Watching Urie move out from the change room, hat on, hoodie strapped to his waist, Jimin's smile fell.
Vinaye's lips pursed a little.
"Yeh well he's done great."
"Sure," Urie said, bitter smile lurking on his face as he moved swiftly over to the duo by the glass doors.
"If it's too troubling I'll be fine without it," Jimin said softly, staring back at Vinaye as he awkwardly tried to give the clothing back to the tall framed man.
Vinaye shook his head over at Jimin, trying to remain reassuring before glaring over at Urie.
Urie licked his bottom lip, a haunting smile peering onto his face. "Nah nah," he piped, glancing down at the fabric of clothing, "keep it. You've got experience with getting things you don't deserve."
Jimin's eyes narrowed to the point where they were straight slick lines. He knew there was a deeper meaning to that passive burn but he couldn't quite catch it. What exactly is his problem with me?
"Urie!" Vinaye piped, eyes bugging when finally letting what the man stated hit him.
This was about you. It was always about you...
"Bye," Urie snapped out, shoving past the two that blocked his way in leaving.
Jimin stumbled a little back when the man's bag pushed at his lower stomach, the wind almost being knocked out of him. Jimin thanked Vinaye when he was caught mid fall.
"I seriously don't get him," Jimin piped, annoyed and breathless as he stared down at the ground.
Vinaye's nose scrunched at that.
"I sadly do."
Vinaye watched as Jimin's jaw flexed before him, the boy clearly upset and annoyed as he bowed over to him and instantly stomped out the exit.
Jimin threw open the glass door, not knowing why he was so easily letting Urie and his words crawl under his skin. Just the way he behaved was one thing, but to think that you ever were interested in the boy was another thing. It made his skin want to crawl and peel off his body. The matter of fact physically and emotionally sickening him and he didn't understand why. I ask myself why he hates me so much...but, even before his hatred, I already despised him myself. Why is that?
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His Tutor Girl
Fanfiction"Still in denial?" You asked softly. "About what?" "Missing her," you piped quietly, heart knotting as you spoke. He sighed, his face almost buried into the book before him. "It's okay that you do..." He eyed you carefully, "What are you? My tutor o...
