uncaring flowers | jimin

11.

"see you in class, okay?" yoongi says, patting his best friend on the head.

"yup, see you!" y/n says, smiling and waving at her best friend.

yoongi and y/n gave each other a quick hug, before yoongi makes his way to his locker.

y/n starts taking out the books she needs for class, just like every other school morning. however, just as she's doing this, none other than park jimin walks by her in the hall.

of course,
of course,

y/n notices the dazzling yellow tulips in the boy's hand. it almost seems as if they're staring at her, but this time they aren't staring at her from her garden; and instead from a thief's hand.

somehow, the two manage to make the contact. the eye contact was very brief, but it happened.

the quick look jimin gave her was none other than a glare, not an obvious one that someone passing by could've noticed. . but it was certainly one y/n noticed.

y/n simply rolls her eyes at him, and makes her way to class.

—

y/n walks into class, walking over to her seat beside yoongi. she sits down frustratedly, causing yoongi to jump in surprise.

"y/n, what-" y/n jerks her head in the direction of jimin, and the flowers he's holding behind his back.

"oh, him. . and your flowers." yoongi mumbles, his attention being torn away from the book he was reading and now on park jimin.

"um, hyeon?" y/n and yoongi hear jimin question shyly, causing y/n to roll her eyes.

"yes?" hyeon questions, batting her eyelashes in a way that not only did it annoy y/n, it annoyed yoongi as well.

"i. . got these for you." jimin says, as he moves the flowers from behind his back and reveals them to her.

as hyeon is gushing and being overdramatic about the flowers jimin gave her, y/n just pitifully sighs.

yoongi feels bad for his flower loving best friend, and oh does he wish he could go punch park jimin in his pretty little face.

"yoongi. ." y/n mumbles,

"hm?"

"i'm gonna say something to him." y/n declares, balling her cute little fist up and looking at jimin and hyeon with as much menace as she could muster.

yoongi gazes at y/n, a glint of amusement present in the boy's eyes.

"okay, well what are you gonna say?"

"well i'm– i'm gonna tell that jerk to stop stealing my damn flowers of course!" y/n remarks.

"and when are you gonna this do this exactly?"

"after school, behind the building where jimin waits for his precious little hyeon, i'll say it to him before she arrives."

"do you want me to say it instead then?"

"no yoongi, i can do it."

"if you insist y/n. ."

—

just as y/n predicted, jimin's standing in his usual spot waiting for hyeon to show up. he's leaning against the wall cooly, and y/n starts to feel a tiny bit nervous.

"hey–" y/n jumps, as a voice cuts off the girl's thoughts.

"yoongi? i told you i could do it by myself." y/n breathes, clutching her heart a little from the mini heart attack her best friend just caused her to have.

"did you really think i was going to leave you alone with that shit head?" yoongi questions, earning a frustrated huff from y/n.

"just stand here okay?" y/n states, she has to hurry and confront jimin before hyeon comes.

"fine." yoongi grumbles

y/n gives a thumbs up to yoongi before walking towards jimin, she tries to put a cold glare on her face in hopes of intimidating the boy.

"excuse me?" y/n says when she gets close enough to jimin, internally face palming at how polite she sounded.

jimin spares no more than a mere glance in the girl's direction before turning his attention back to the door hyeon will exit from.

most of the students have left already so pretty much no one is outside, however hyeon is getting a lecture from the teacher because she googled a question on a graded assignment.

y/n becomes frustrated with the boy's rude actions. she has to get his attention, she doesn't have all day to do this.

with the stomp of her foot and obvious anger present in her voice, she speaks to jimin once more.

"park jimin, you need to stop stealing my flowers!" the girl demands, this time easily gaining the previously uninterested boy's attention.

jimin stares at the girl, loathing the fact that
y/n has caught on to his little thief act.

a cocky chuckle escapes from the boy's lips as he faces y/n, mockingly stomping his foot like the girl had just done.

he leans in closer to her, but not close enough to where yoongi would think there was an issue.

pairs of eyes stare intensely at each other, and the whole sitiuation would kinda seem like something out of a cute romance movie

if both pairs of eyes weren't full of an immense amount of aggravation of course.

"please tell me l/n y/n, just what exactly are you gonna do about it?"

"i'll call the police."

"mhm, i'm sure they'd arrest me for stealing some plants. . nice try sweetheart."

y/n feels infuriated. how dare he talk like she's overreacting even though he's literally stealing her most prized possessions!

"listen assface, stop stealing my damn flowers for someone who doesn't care about you at all."

y/n is surprised by her own words, and the look on jimin's face tells her that she's obviously struck a cord.

a pang of sadness flashes through he boy's previously angry eyes, his cocky expression softening with unwanted emotion.

y/n almost feels bad.

almost.

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sorry it's been forever since i last updated, life has just gotten a tad' bit busier here lately! ♡