𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙩 𝙗𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙨 ⏤𝕓𝕥𝕤

Jimin || My Childhood Best Friend Is A Jerk! Pt.2

Genre: Angst and Fluff

Length: 5638

[BC]Quick Summary: This was the biggest fight you and Jimin had ever had. Will it also be the last or the start of many to come? Maybe none at all...

Happy Reading Dolls xxx

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It's only been several days since your fight with Jimin and other people have already been able to discern the difference in the interaction (more like, the lack of interaction) between the two of you, especially 6 particular boys - Jungkook being one of them.

"Why have you and Hyung hardly been talking to each other lately, noona?" the raven haired male queers, a look of concern crumpling his precious features. The two of you were in your art class one Tuesday afternoon, chatting away like the two of you usually did, seeing as you sat right next to each other. This time, however, the mood of the ambience surrounding the two of you was more sullen, you didn't have an explanation as to why; you should be happy (shouldn't you?) that you're talking to the person you've been crushing on for the past year. Perhaps you were more than reluctant to be cooperative due to the subject of your conversation - Jimin. You were still very sensitive over that topic.

"It's none of your concern Jungkook..." he pressed his lips into a thin line at your unexpressive response, daring himself to continue with his inquisitiveness. It made him uncomfortable to have you be so tense over a subject that should always be easy to talk about but he was deeply worried over you and so he needed to be question everything. Things were no longer normal and the mood has dropped considerably, not just between you and Jimin but amongst your family as well as close friends. The spirit of things was almost dipping into freezing waters over the simple matter regarding yours and Jimin's sudden dispute.

You hadn't told anybody about what had happened between you and your jerk of a best friend; it seems that Jimin hadn't done so either, or else Jungkook and the rest of the boys wouldn't be so curious over what had transpired. The veracious details of your fight is a mystery that they're determined to unravel but you were unwilling to provide them with any minor clue, always avoiding as many encounters with them as possible. If the case of you ever coming face to face with either one of those males should ever occur, however, you always made an effort in keeping the confrontation brief. So far, Jungkook has been the only one that's been able to grasp a decent conversation with you, leaving you to sometimes wonder whether or not it was because of your crush on him that had allowed him such a right.

...No, that can't be the case..because even though you've had a crush on him for the past year, you were managing to keep your exchange of words with him to a minimal amount.

"But the two of you have always been together-"

"For twelve years to be exact..." you intrude, biting on your bottom lip as you grew frustrated with your diverted attention and glowered at the awful mix of paint on your palette. You hope that your art teacher wouldn't come to know about your wasted use of valued materials because you'd prefer avoiding being screamed into the ear with an hour-long lecture, but you've always been a resourceful student so there's a possibility that you can get away with this, lecture free.

"Exactly! That's why it's such a mystery and why the hyungs and I are so curious and worried. Please tell us noona. It just seems like the two of you are throwing all that time together, away and it's scaring us. We've always known you to be the inseparable duo, something really drastic must have happened in order for the two of you to suddenly see each other as invisible! You hardly acknowledge one another when passing the other by in halls or in class." your brows furrowed into a wrinkled mass at the centre of your forehead, you hate to admit it but the experience of being apart from him was, somewhat, painful to you. For the time that you've been apart, though, you've gotten - in some form of measurement - used to the feeling and numbed out it's abuse on your chest and beating organ, "Please tell us what happened so that we can fix it."