Pretend • Vmin

"Fake boyfriends"

[Edited]

2026

Announcement:
Hi everyone, I just wanted to let you know that I'll be updating this story. To avoid confusion or unfinished plotlines, I'll be unpublishing the rest of the chapters for now. I'm really sorry to anyone who's been reading—I promise it's for the better, and I can't wait to share the updated version with you all soon! Thank you so much for your patience and understanding 💛

Chapter Two

"Fake boyfriends"

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"Don't tell me you cleaned the bed?! You threw away the rose petals? Are you nuts?" Hoseok spat as he carried Jimin's bag—Jungkook's bag, rather—and dropped it on the floor with a loud thud. Jimin immediately cringed; he didn't want to hear Hoseok's sermon.

He nodded and Hoseok scoffed, "Hey that was expensive you moron! You should've just given it to me! Those were suppose to whither after twelve years! TWELVE! I made it clear it was expensive!" Jimin slumped down in the sofa, shoulders high, head hung low with guilt and sadness. "To top it off you didn't burn that mofo's house?! Give me a lighter imma set it on fire right now lemme at--"

"Hyung please don't!" Jimin interrupted, "It's okay."

"What's okay? What the fuck is okay?!" Hoseok yelled, his eyes ready to shoot lasers at Jimin.

"He was... he wasn't bad for the entirety of our seven-month relationship," Jimin said, keeping his head low.

"Jimin, that skunk used you. You're better than that. You're a smart boy." Hoseok sighed, rubbing the back of his neck as he sat beside the trembling boy.

"I know. But he really was nice. He's kind-hearted," Jimin said, finally looking at his hyung.

"Why do I find that hard to believe?" Hoseok raised an eyebrow doubtfully. "Give me one moment of kindness from him." He said it smugly, as if Jungkook had never been nice at all. Jimin frowned, thinking back on their past, trying to convince his friend.

"Well, we were on our way home, and he was eating his burger when a street child approached us, asking for food." Jimin pursed his lips as he recalled the memory.

"So he gave him his burger then?" Hoseok asked, a bit surprised.

"Not exactly..." Jimin said sheepishly, "He gave it after eating more than half of it infront of the boy-" Jimin paused and before Hoseok could interrupt he continued, "B-but at least he gave it!"

"I don't know about you, but just because Jungkook is hot with his fine muscular arms—and okay, he's handsome, and he looks like a harmless kid, and yeah, he's cute—that doesn't mean you have to open your legs for him!"

"Hey! I didn't! Um—I was about to, but not anymore—"

"Oh, and to think you wore a maid outfit and cat ears—"

"Hyung, please don't," Jimin begged. He was embarrassed enough. "I don't think I want to go to school tomorrow. People will start bullying me again, and I bet it'll be worse."

"Okay, okay." Hoseok fell silent, and Jimin watched as his hyung's face suddenly lit up with an idea. "I've got an idea!"

Jimin sighed. "Wha—"

"I'm getting you a boyfriend! A fake boyfriend!" He squealed clasping Jimin's hands with his. "Show Jungkook you don't need him. That it wasn't your loss!"