0.6 - 당신은 아름다워요
jungkook pov
Jimin looked so beautiful in school today. Well he looks beautiful everyday, but today was different. It was the first time I was able to walk around at my school holding his hand, kissing him, talking to him, and doing everything I wanted to do with him. He seemed to be glowing wearing tight black skinny jeans, covering with a light pink sweater, black combat boots, and some black stud earrings hooked into his ears. Regardless about what he was wearing, even though he looked undeniably attractive, Jimin was radiant with love and I was basking in it.
I never fully comprehended the concept that Jimin was my boyfriend until I saw him in this state this wonderful morning. Until I saw my boyfriend like this, I would've never thought that I could be faithful to someone, to actually date someone, instead of just hooking up after a party. Park Jimin made dating, being in a relationship, a concept I wanted to participate in, one to be proud of. If he could change my opinions so easily, he could possibly change my whole life.
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"What the fuck you two are dating?" Tae had his infamous blank expression etched onto his face as his eyes flickered between Jimin and me.
"Isn't that obvious you dumb shit."
"Shut up Yoongi."
"Aren't you two supposed to be dating?" I asked in confusion as I pointed to the two idiots.
"Wait you two are dating?" Jimin's eyes visibly widened as he began to laugh.
"For fuck's sake Jeon," Yoongi tugged roughly onto his hair and slammed his head against his locker.
Jimin's melodic laughter didn't stop, it continued echoing through the hallway, bouncing off of the walls and flowing straight into my ears. I would never get tired of that noise, and I wouldn't complain about hearing it.
"Why is the thought of us dating so funny?" Taehyung exclaimed as he slid down a wall next to the sea of lockers.
"It's only because of all the insults and lack of physical contact," Jimin continued laughing, but it had simmered down. Dammit.
"Whatever, I can't believe I fucking like this idiot," Taehyung sighed in defeat as he looked over to Yoongi, whose whole head was now stuffed in his locker in embarrassment.
"You love me tae," Suga's muffled voice sounded, his face being crammed in a locker, and he rolled his eyes at Tae's behavior.
"No I don't," Tae huffed and crossed his arms over his chest cutely.
"I love you, Taehyung."
"My heart my heart is oh my God."
"Shut the fuck up Jungkook," Jimin shoved my shoulder playfully as I heard the first bell ring, signaling that I needed to go to class.
Unfortunately, Jimin and Yoongi were seniors in high school, while Taehyung and I were still sophomores, so we didn't have similar classes. The only class we all shared together was physical education and lunch, so I guess it wasn't that bad. But I couldn't help but miss Jimin throughout the day, the boy was constantly running through my thoughts.
"Fuck I gotta go babe, I'll see you in gym," I turned him around swiftly and tugged him by the arm to pull him in for a kiss.
It was nothing but a short peck, but nevertheless, I still felt butterflies erupt in my stomach as Jimin's plush pink lips met mine.
"See you in gym, Kookie-ah," Jimin sent me his gorgeous eye smile and a cute wave before he turned on his heel to walk over to his AP English class, I'm assuming.
I glanced at him as he walked away a bit longer than I should've, before I snapped out of my trace and pivoted on my heel and headed sadly towards my history class. I couldn't help it though, his ass was out of this world.
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School seemed to have gone by faster today, my mind always seemed to be consumed with thoughts of Jimin. The precious boy was currently walking beside me, chubby hand intertwined with mine, as we walked on the route towards my house, where Jimin and I would be spending time at for the next few hours.
"How was your day gorgeous?" I twisted my head to the right so I could get a better view of Jimin's beauty.
"It was good, classes are boring. How about you, Kookie-ah?" Jimin smiled with crescent eyes as he begun to rub his thumb over the back of my hand.
I blushed at the small action and responded with, "It was fine, I couldn't stop thinking about you though."
"Did you get a boner?" Jimin chuckled and brought our connected hands to his lips to conceal his laughter.
"Not in that way! Why do you always make things sexual?" I sighed in frustration as Jimin continued to laugh harder.
"Me? I'm not the one who wanted to be called Daddy!" Jimin unconnected our hands so he could throw his arms around my waist.
"Oh shut up, you're gonna be calling me that later."
"Prove it, Daddy."
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OOPS (sorry this is short, mainly a filler)
