Pervert Jimin [Completed]

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Yumin: You're good?
Jimin: Not really :(
Jimin: Sorry for everything
Yumin: Don't be
Jimin: I'm so sorry
Yumin: Please, stop
Jimin: Are we really break up?
Yumin: Let's pretend not to
Jimin: I don't want to pretend that you're mine
Yumin: We know it from the start, fake won't last long

Yumin POV

Dating is the time when you spend it with your another half holding hand hugging kissing but for me with Jimin 4 years full of blank, we dated with the black clothes, black mask, black hoodie, black cap all the time, I can't even imagine dating with him in public with a thousand of paparazzi taking his photo outside the coffee window.

I can't think about anything, not about the article called some unknown women spotted hold BTS jimin's hand, well that's an accident when I tried to understand the feeling of holding my boyfriend's hand but now what? His fan, his concert, his comeback all gone because of me.

The sound of phone vibrating woke me up, aching my eyes while reaching for my phone. The name Jimin popped on screen, make me realize we just broke up. "Or, Jimin-ah" was the answer, he should be practice by now but why is he calling me? Probably gonna tell me how apologize he is instead of his crazy fan who hit me with her phone yesterday.

"I'm sorry" he said. I knew it, I shouldn't pick up the phone.

"Ok, it's ok, it's not your-" the bell ringing around the house make me wonder who is here in the middle of the day, it's not like I have friend or something but who? I approached the door and opened it slowly. I frozen.