✓ dirty dancing｜park jimin

no

no: noun
used to indicate that something is quite the opposite of what is being specified.

6 pm

'Do you like him?'

Maybe.

'No.', I replied looking at Jungkook.

His eyes met mine and lingered on them for a moment.

They're not the same brown eyes I'm used to looking at.

'I think... I think you should forget about him... Rose...'

'Why?'

'He's not-nothing...', he said looking away.

'He's not what Jungkook?', I questioned, sitting up in your seat.

'He's not who you think he is.', Jungkook said exasperatedly.

'Oh really, what do you think I think of him?', I asked, getting defensive.

'Fuck, Rose, just calm-'

I slammed the car door shut and started walking away.

Running after me, Jungkook tightly held my wrist and I immediately reacted.

'DO NOT touch me!'

Jungkook was surprised at my temper.

Apologising, he enquired, 'Has he even told you about his past?'

'Yeah.'

'Did he tell you about Aria?'

'Who?'

'Did he tell you about his anger management issues?'

Anger management...? This sounds too familiar...

'No...'

'Did he tell you about... His dad...?'

'Yes.', I said, assuringly.

'The full story?', Jungkook pushed.

'I don't know...'

I thought Jimin was opening up to me, turns out, he only told me only a sliver of the entire web of secrets he had woven.

Sighing, Jungkook said, 'Get back into the car, I'll take you home.'

'You have to tell me what you're talking about first...', I pleaded softly.

'Just stay away from him, please...', Jungkook said, looking into my eyes, making sure not to touch me.

He walked back towards the car and started the engine. You gulped thinking about everything he said.

7 pm

'Thank you for taking me out, I had fun.'

Jungkook scoffed, 'Really?'

'Really, you took my mind off of things.', I smiled genuinely.

'Good.', he said, pulling up near the academy.

I took my bag from the backseat and then hugged Jungkook.

'Had fun, kitten?', a deep voice roared from the outside of the car.

I jumped back in your seat and watched Jungkook get down from the car.

'Thanks, Kook.', Jimin smugly said leaning against his bike shooting daggers at Jungkook.

'Leave her alone from now on, Jimin.', Jungkook said gently.

'Why? So you can have her?', he retaliated, the smirk never leaving his face.

'What?', I asked.

The two of them looked at me before looking back at each other. Jungkook was taller than Jimin and more muscular, but he didn't seem to show it. Jimin exudes confidence and Jungkook was seemingly timid in front of him.

'You have some fucking nerve coming here, Jimin.', I said, surprised at my tone.

He looked at you and his eyes softened. For a split second, he looked regretful, only for a second though.

'What the fuck did you tell her, Jungkook?!', Jimin yelled, pushing Jungkook back.

This seems all too familiar.

'I didn't tell her anything, Jimin, SHE'S HURT!'

Jimin's eyes full of fury switched when he set them upon me.

'SHE'S HURT BECAUSE OF YOU!', Jungkook yelled in his face.

I flinched at the scene I witnessed.

'Was hurt.', I corrected Jungkook, 'I WAS hurt, but not anymore.'

I left the two hotheads, making my way back to my dorm.

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