Toy | bts x reader

7

-Jimin's pov-

Gosh, why am I doing this?

I bring her to the back garden at the benches next to the trees by the waterfall.

Omooo. Why did I do this? I could just ask someone else but nOoOoo. It just had to be Y/n   I just. Want her to stay by my side forever.

We sit down on the bench, I smile at the amazement shown on her face. Okay. Here goes.

"Baby."

No answer.

"Y/N."

"Yeah?" She says, the corners of her lips curved upwards a bit. I smirk at her cuteness.

"Can you do me a favour?"

"Depends on what it is."

"Can you pretend to be my girlfriend tonight at this party? I promise, we can 'break up' after the party, my mom just really wanted to see me with a girlfriend."

And I don't want you to leave me and forget I ever existed.

- Your pov -

Well shit. Tonight's supposed to be the night I was supposed to escape.

I look down at the floor. "I'm not sure, Jimin."

"Please! I don't want to disappoint my mom" he pleaded, staring into my eyes as he holds both my hands.

"I'll only do it if you let me go after the party's over." I reply, looking anywhere but at him.

There was a long pause.

"But what will you do once you leave? Where will you go?" He asks, worried.

This is the first time I felt cared for, for so long. But, Mina has warned me about him so I should be careful around this man.

"It's okay, I'll find a way."

There was another long pause.

"Fine. But only if you treat me like a real boyfriend." Hey says.

I shoot him a confused look.

"You know, let me hold your hand and hold your waist. And if you don't agree to this, I'll have you stay here forever."

Okay, well. This is my only chance to escape and live a normal life. I may as well take it to get out of this playboy's grasp. I don't want to be taken advantage of again.

"Deal." I say as we shake hands.

He smiles at me.

Why does he have to be so goddamn cute? I can't fall for him. He's just a snobby rich playboy.

"Jagiyaaa"

Bruh. It hasn't even been a day and he's already showing his playboy side. Psht.

I don't react to his words, causing him to smirk and wrap his arm around my shoulder.

BAD IDEA BAD IDEA

I push him off me making his hand hit the bench really hard.

"AHAHAHAHAHAHA," I stand up, knees weak, a tear almost forms because of how hilarious it was.

"Well, I was going to ask if you wanted to come shopping with me but I guess that's not an option anymore," he says, crossing his legs and rubbing his hand.