jimin's smile fell as he saw his boyfriend, jungkook, approach yoongi.
fuck.
"hi, I'm jungkook, jimin's boyfriend."
"yoongi. jimin's friend..?" yoongi raised an eyebrow at jungkook and scoffed. "i take it you're the jealous type. not even allowing your boyfriend to have friends?"
"u-uh.." jungkook stuttered, obviously flustered.
"so we will be leaving now, thank you." yoongi snapped, grabbing jimin's hand and walking him towards the car.
jimin looked down at his phone.
JUNGKOOK
where are you guys going?
JIMIN
just out for food.
don't shit your pants jungkook.
JUNGKOOK
how's your diet going?
the younger bit his lip and slid his phone back into his pocket.
"he seems like a dick."
jimin opened the car door. "he's alright."
"what's he texting you about?"
jimin felt his phone vibrating like crazy and took it out of his pocket, quickly putting on his seatbelt.
JUNGJOOK
i'm serious, jimin.
how's the diet going?
because i'm not sure if
i can deal with those thighs for much longer.
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and the more jimin looked at himself, the more he realised the younger was right. "you okay, jimin?" yoongi asked. jimin realised he had been staring into space.
"am i fat?"
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skin tight [y.m]
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