virtuous deception || pjm (editing)

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JIMIN

"Can you hurry up, we're gonna be late."

"GIVE ME A MINUTE! God, you sound like my actual boyfriend." she makes me laugh. "FUUUUUCCCKK." I heard her curse from up the stairs, making me chuckle even more. She came down the stairs and my heart literally stopped. Her hair was half up in a bun and half down in loose curls. Hardly any makeup on her face, maybe some clear mascara and lip-tint. The dress was even prettier than I remember. It fit her perfectly, not baggy in one area. Sadly, the shoes made her my height. She groaned, walking towards the door.

"What is it?"

"Don't worry, I'll just need to stop on the way." She pulled on her coat, opened the door and got in the car, shifting in her seat.

"Are you sure you're okay?" 

"Yep, just stop at a store on the way." We drove in silence which was occasionally interrupted by a groan of discomfort from Hyejin.

As soon as the car stopped, Hyejin tried to leave the car but hunched over in discomfort. I pulled her back into the car and shut the door.

"What do you need? You're obviously in pain so just stay here."

"I can go Jimin."

"I'm not budging on this. What do you need?" Hyejin shifted uncomfortably in her seat and mumbled something, turning bright red.

"I didn't hear that, say it louder."

"I need... pads." She said quietly, turning even redder.

"Okay" I got up and out of the car quickly, laughing as I imagined her shocked face.

HYEJIN

My jaw dropped as I saw Jimin just walk into the store, prepared to get pads. Guys don't just do that. He is seriously the whole goddamn package, kind and funny and brave and successful AND incredibly hot. Wait what? Hyejin snap out of it, he's your boss. Ugh but his abs!

He returned a few minutes later, placed a pack in my lap and started the car.

"Thank you, Jimin. You're a good friend."

"Boyfriend tonight! How about you start calling me Oppa. I'm an older male."

"I'm not calling you Oppa!" I started to blush again

"Call me Oppa, it makes it more believable."

"I'll sound like a crazy, obsessive teenager"

"Okay, call me Oppa at home."

"NO!" I fought, making him chuckle.

"Guess you're not getting the chocolate I bought you then."

"You bought chocolate?" I asked hopefully. He flicked up a bar of one of my favourite chocolates.

"Well I guess compromises could be made?" He turned to me and raised an eyebrow before agreeing and handing the chocolate to me. I ate it slowly over the 20-minute drive to the event, savouring every glorious bite.

20 minutes later:

Both Jimin and I split up before the event to 'freshen up' and I returned to a perfectly polished Jimin. He looked expensive. In his hand he held out his tie.

"I can't do it right." He whined.

"How can a business man not know how to do his tie?" I complained, wrapping it around his neck and creating a decent tie. "There, that okay?"

"Perfect. You look gorgeous by the way."

"You don't look too bad yourself." I chuckled as he took my arm and walked us in to the event.

The event room was lavish. It had a high, dome ceiling which contained a large painting which looked like it belonged in a European palace. It was a large marble floor and dotted around were circular tables for 10. To the far end, there was a large table filled with glasses of champagne which were slowly being taken by waiters and waitresses to serve the newcomers. Sunset light streamed in through the windows, creating a perfect ambience in addition to the chandelier light above.

Jimin greeted various people and would briefly discuss things with them. I nervously nodded and laughed, occasionally taking a champagne glass from the waiter to hopefully lighten the mood. Jimin was still on his first while I was finishing my third.

"YAH, JIMIN HYUNG!" A tall, extremely good-looking, black-brown haired guy yelled while waving in our direction. He spotted me and stopped waving, slightly blushing. I smiled at him and waved.

"Jimin, I think a tall, good looking guy wants you." I said nodding towards him.

"Oh, that's Jungkook. And you can only call me good looking." He said, wiggling his eyebrows. I rolled my eyes and began walking towards the guy named Jungkook.

"Oh, Annyeonghaseyo noona. My name is Jeon Jungkook." He said with a smile.

"Annyeonghaseyo Jungkook, my name is Lee Hyejin." I smiled back, causing Jimin to nudge me. Is he jealous? He pulled me over to a table filled with young guys who were all way too good looking to be real. Jimin pulled out a chair for me and took the seat next to me.

"Yah, Jimin-ssi has a girlfriend?" A guy in round glasses a pinkie-peach hair teased.

"Shut up Namjoon. Anyway, these are the guys, you've met Jungkook, this is Taehyung, Yoongi, that pink haired idiot is Namjoon and he's Jin. Wait where is Hoseok?"

"He said he'll be here soon. Chae-Young had a personal emergency."

"Tell me about it" Jimin sighed teasingly, making me shove him. We both laughed between ourselves causing the others to look at us oddly.

"So Jimin, how did you get such a pretty noona?" Jungkook questioned while the others leaned in, interested.

"Well- "Jimin started, holding my hand.

"Exactly what I was going to ask." Someone said behind us. I turned to see another guy, almost like another Jimin which I guessed to be his little brother. I dropped Jimin's hand, feeling blush creep up my cheeks again.

"Annyeong Ji-Hyun" Jimin sighed. "Ji-Hyun this is Hyejin, Hyejin this is Ji-Hyun, my little brother."

"Nice to meet you Noona." He said, kissing my hand. He did look much like Jimin, with similar eyes and face shape. They both had identical baby hands which were styled with thick rings. Yet Ji-Hyun had a milder look to him, softer features, less emotion in his eyes. I smiled and turned back to the guys.

"Well we can see which Park brother got the charms." I raised my eyebrows, sipping on my fourth champagne. Jimin scoffed as Ji-Hyun found a seat next to Namjoon. We continued talking for a little bit before a flustered male, who was also good looking, came - dragging along a familiar girl.

"CHAE-YOUNG!" Her eyes widened at the sight of me. Obviously, she was relieved as I.

"HYE-JIN!"

"Thank god, I was having to drink 4 glasses of champagne to get through this first hour."

***

How's life everyone. I miss you all.

Funny story, today my English teacher said she read some of my creative writing. I was so worried as we haven't worked on creative writing yet and I thought she meant she found my fanfictions. Turns out she just read my short story that won second place last year... I almost shit myself.

Hope that made you smile.

-Evie