You Are My Jam (BTS FANFIC)

67: We're Friends

JAMIE POV

I woke up to the familiar sound of the sweetest voice.

"Jamie~~" I heard. I opened my eyes, smiling. I sat up and turned around, only to look out of my open window to see the most perfect smile shining back at me.

"Good morning beautiful." He said. I blushed, remembering how I loved it when he said that to me every morning.

"Good morning Jiminie." I said back.

"Meet you downstairs in fifteen minutes. Go get ready and eat breakfast. You lost a lot of weight and I'm worried about you." He said. My heart warmed up.

"You too."

At that, I got ready and skipped into the kitchen. However, when I got there, my smile faded instantly, and I cursed at myself for being stupid enough to think that this would be a good day.

"Goodmorning father." I said. He didn't even look up from his computer. Elizabeth's eyes widened when she saw me.

"You're eating breakfast today?! Oh my! Here! There is plenty of french toast for you." She ushered me to the table and I cautiously sat down.

"Pass the syrup." My father said, even though it was literally right next to his hand.

"It's right next to your hand." I said. He finally looked up from his computer to me.

"Pass the syrup." He said again sternly. I stood up, walked to the other side of the table, picked up the stupid syrup, and moved it two inches to the right into his hand.

He took it without saying a word and applied it to his french toast. I just grabbed one french toast and started walking towards the door, not wanting to sit down with him for the meal.

"Bye." I simply said. I put the toast in my mouth, grabbed my bag, and rushed out. Still, I took a refreshing breath. It can still be a good day.

I saw Jimin coming out of his house so I smiled and met up with him. He hugged me and I tightly held him back.

"Let's go. We're going to be late." He said. I nodded and he grabbed my hand. I felt guilty since he still didn't want to hear my secret, but... I gave him the space. It's going to come out one day.

"We shouldn't be so... lovey dovey at school." I said. He turned to me, confused.

"Why?" He asked.

"Well, like I said, many people in the school don't want us together, we just broke up with two people who genuinely like us, we are not a couple still, and... I think we both showed too much pain to be okay the next day." I said. He sighed.

"Okay but to Bangtan, I'm going to be comfortable." He said. I sighed. Then, he stopped in front of me and suddenly kissed my cheek. I smiled.

"What was that for?" I asked. He looked at me in the eyes, smiled, and kissed my other cheek. I laughed.

"Park Jimin..." he kissed my forehead. I finally gave in and kissed his lips. We kissed for what seemed like minutes before we separated.

"I missed your perfect lips." Jimin said.

"I missed yours too." I said. Jimin scoffed.

"And to think, Minho almost took those away from me." He said as he leaned in again, but I backed away and put my hand on his chest.

"Hold up. Excuse me you didn't hesitate to let Momo take your lips from me." I turned away from him and crossed my arms, pretending to be mad.

"You don't deserve my lips." I said. Then suddenly, I was surprised when two familiar, strong arms wrapped around my waist. I felt his lips on my cheek again.