italics - you
bold - jimin—
"jagiii~"
"whatcha need bruh?"
"do you want food?"
"drive thru?"
"yezzz, food?"
"duh who could even say no to free food–"
"you pay."
"what? chivalry ain't dead, hoe you pay, you know im–"
"going broke? yes, yes, chill jagiya~ i was just kidding."
jimin chuckled, while you sat on the couch patiently waiting for him.
"k. i want two extra large fries, chicken burger with bacon, chocolate chip ice cream–"
"noted!"
"bish i ain't done yet!"
"zai jian! wo ai ni!"
(bye! love you!)"yah park jimin! since when did you learn chinese–"
jimin hung up. you pouted and waited for ten minutes to dial his number again. it rung three times, but before he could even answer an incoming call interrupted.
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italics - you
bold - other person"speak."
"yah! [your name] you're fiancé stole my car!"
"oh! jin-ah! wait what?!"
"park. jimin. stole. my. car."
"seriously?!"
"yes! that tiny chili pepper stole my car, he shouldn't have done that cause'–!"
you hung up and quickly dialed jimin's phone.
—
"jagiya! forgive me! i stole jin hyung's pink car!"
"aigoo, why did you do that?"
"it's so cute! and he just got it painted into different shades of pink, it matches my hair!"
"jiminnie pabo."
"jagiii~"
you heard him whine childishly from the other line. you sighed heavily but jokingly.
"huhu jagi, help me so that jin-hyung won't kill me. i promise i'll really buy you food."
"k. drive safely!"
"jagi–"
"and don't break your promise!"
you hung up before sending namjoon a message.
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you: namjoon-ah! control your boyfriend, k?
namjoon: jin's not my boyfriend.
you: i didn't even say a name, mwahahah
namjoon: . . .
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from then, jimin drove at 60 kph.
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120 KPH
Short Story"I STOLE JIN HYUNG'S PINK CAR." © JIMlNTS, 2017 ; park jimin au. fic, short story hr 568