BTS Imagines《ENG》

12 years

This imagine is for my close friend Zeynep. (It took me forever to upload... 🙇🙇🙇)

She's a Jimin lover just like me. I wouldn't lend my husband to anyone but I trust her a lot and I know she would take good care of him. 😌

I love her a lot.❤

Hope you like it lovely.💕

With lots of love.

Shanu 😙

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Park Jimin. Yeah, him. BTS's main dancer, the natural aegyo king, the mochi sexy. The one and only guy in this whole world who would be able to warm your heart up with his lovable eyesmile and make your heart rate sky-rocket while your whole body starts to ache because of the intensity of the lust for him as he dances like the God of sexiness. It's as if he has 2 souls yet both of them are so fucking attractive. The guy who would make millions of fangirls around the globe scream in admiration and excitement as he performs breath-taking stages. Yeah he... He was my best friend.

We knew each other since elementary school; I still remember the day we met like it was yesterday. The day I, a foreign student, joined Busan arts elementary school. I was only an awkward, shy girl who felt so out of place and had no friends. I still remember how he smiled so adorably making his eyes into small crescents, a trait still in him today, and held his hand out for a handshake.

"Hi. I'm Park Jimin. Let's be friends!"

That's all it took for me to be enchanted by his endless charms. I think I fell in love with him right at that moment but I knew I was screwed when he said 'friends'... Because now 12 years from then I am still, utterly, only his friend.

I shouldn't ask for much. This should be more than enough for me. There are girls out there who would die to only exchange glances with him... but no matter how much I try to justify my relationship with Jimin... I just cannot come to understand my selfishness; I always want him for myself... I want us to be more than friends... I want to hug him protectively showing the world that he is mine and that no other girl can touch him... I want to look into those deep, sensible, warm eyes and get lost in that heart wrenching stare knowing he feels the same... I want to kiss those beautiful plump, lips that I know would taste so sweet... but sadly will never be mine... I am so desperately and helplessly in love with my best friend... and it's just so pathetic.

"Zey! What the hell. Come and dance!" Jimin shouted from the dance floor.

Me together with some other friends including the rest of BTS were invited for Jungkook's birthday party. It was held in a club to celebrate his coming of age, and from that I already knew that this party would have been full of drunken people vomiting and couples making out in the corners. I simply knew it was going to be wild and this was nothing of what I felt comfortable with... I never was the type for clubs and alcohol... I don't want to show myself as a goody good girl, I just had my own rules and I knew my limits, if that means to be a goody good girl, well then I was.

Jimin on the other hand was fearless. He didn't do drugs or smoke but he did everything else and that's what made him popular. It started from the last year of middle school, he started to hang out with the wrong crowd and slowly changed to become a bad boy, he was sexy nevertheless, but I felt really useless... I couldn't stop him. I just watched him get into that life. Now on our freshman year of college he was ruthless... but what was I to do? Slap him and bring him back to earth? No. I wasn't his mother. I didn't have the right to.

I just leaned my back against the wall and shook my head and smiled kindly as I rejected his offer.

"You're no fun..." he pouted. He was so cute but when he said things like that I somehow get offended... I know I am no fun... I know I am not the type of girl you like.