dominant. ☽myg☾

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Y/N

"I can't believe you Suga! I am so done with you!"

I was shocked when a girl ran through the hallway, half naked and mascara stains running down her cheeks. Here I was, simply chilling, eating some of Kookie's cereal and next thing I know, there's an extremely upset girl shooting out of YoonGi's bedroom.

She saw me and stopped, death burning in her eyes.

"Are you her?" She pointed an angry finger at me.

I stopped eating the cereal when she did so, the spoon stuck in my mouth. My cheeks full of cereal and milk, some of which was dribbling down the corners of my mouth onto my chin. I tried to swallow a little and repeated the girls action of pointing at me. "Me?"

Nostalgia, or what?

Her deathly glare was making me scared shitless.

The spoon dropped from my mouth the instant an arm snuck around my shoulder, pulling me into a chest.

"She is~"

God-fucking-damnit, YoonGi! Are you trying to get me killed?

The girl started marching aggressively towards me.

"N-No! I-I'm not!"

There's no way I'm letting YoonGi get me into a fight with one of his little girlfriends.

"Oh, really? Prove that you're not  asswipes side hoe then!"

She's so bratty, her screeching is making my ears bleed.

Think, Y/N. Think! How do you prove I'm not his girlfriend?

I scanned the kitchen, spotting a sleepy Jimin yawn and stumble in, looking like he just woke up. His hair was all cute and fluffy, black strands sticking up here and there. He rubbed one of his eyes as he yawned.

Sorry in advance, Jimmie boi.

"Uh...I'm...Jimin's girlfriend...? Y-Yeah, that's right... I'm dating Jimmie boi," I laughed nervously, dis-latching YoonGi's arm from my shoulders and slouching my own one around Jimin's.

Easy to say, Jimin was definitely wide awake now.

"Bitchsaywhatnow?"

Wet Jesus, how does one speak so fast?

I looked at him with pleading eyes, praying that he understood the situation. Running his hands through his hair, he shook his head lightly and hugged my back, placing his head on my shoulder.

"Good morning, Jagi~" And then he pecked my cheek.

I faked a giggle and played along with him, "Morning, Sweetcheeks."

YoonGi clenched his jaw, turning eerily quiet.

"Ugh, fine, whatever. I'm outta here! Delete my number, Suga!"

And the front door slammed shut behind the furious girl.

"Why didn't you just go with it?!" YoonGi snapped at me the moment his hoe left.

"Hmm, I don't know, maybe I just didn't feel like returning home with my head on a stick. Also, me - your girlfriend? Only when Jimin's ass deflates, panini-head."

"I could make you my girlfriend whenever I wanted to," He crossed his arms, scoffing and then pouting, muttering an 'and I'm not a panini-head' under his breath sourly.

"As if I would ever even consider being your girlfriend. You're so full of yourself," it was my turn to do the arm crossing and scoffing. "Besides, why would I need to when I have my lil baby boy right here?" I joked provokingly and jabbed Jimin in the ribs lightly, the boy squirming with discomfort, though he began play fighting back.