A QUICK NOTE BEFORE THE CHAPTER BEGINS:
Aish.. I'm so sorry that I haven't updated in ages, I've just been busy with school and shit and things have been extremely hectic lately and I'm sorry for that. That's all for now, enjoy the chapter💓💞//FLASHBACK//
"(Y/N)~" my left eye twitches and I turn around to see- "Min fucking Yoongi," he smirks and brings me into a tight hug. "W-what the fuck are you doing?!" He chuckles to himself, "it's called a hug you spaz," my cheeks heat up and turn red, I push him off me "don't do that again, that's creepy and I don't need friends.""So you'll hang out with your brother for the rest of your life?" I glare at him, "you're a fucking stalker, you know that."
"Oh, go suck one. And I'm not a stalker, I'm friends with your brother-"
"Yeah yeah, I already know you stalk my brother you creep."
"You know, I do have a name besides 'stalker' and 'creep' so use it."
"Why? You're not the boss of me." I give him my famous bitch smile, as he scoffs at me. "Alright fine. I'll call you something else besides 'stalker' and 'creep' ok?" He narrows his eyebrows at me, "really?" I smile "yep. Lonely sloth!"
"Fugly brat" he said smiling, I tilt my head as he smirks "well then, we both have nicknames for each other," I narrow my eyebrows at him. He suddenly grabs my hand "c'mon fugly," he said as he drags me off."
[END OF FLASHBACK]
Yoongi stretches and yawns then gets himself comfortable to take a nap. I just sit there upset and angry. Jimin stands up "(Y/N), we're going home." He grabs my wrist "OW STOP IT!" I make him let go "I told you, you're not my fricking father!""Do what I say." I freeze for a second, then narrow my eyebrows "no," he looks at me frustrated and angry. He looked hot, he always looks so attractive when he's angry... Ugh (Y/N) snap out of it.. I sigh heavily, he grabs my wrist again but this time a bit more gently, I don't say anything. I just let him.
He starts pulling me out of the room, he unlocks the door and open's it "bye guys," Jimin says while I start to feel sad, Yoongi leans back up half awake "uhhh-huh, we're you guys going??" Jimin sighs angrily, "argh weren't you listening to anything I was saying!? I'm taking (Y/N) home! So next time listen to what the fuck is going on around you, instead of sleeping like the lazy ass you are!!! I swear— you're going to die before you turn 30!-"
"OK, EVERYONE SHUT THE FUCK UP!" We all freeze as our eyes land on Jungkook, "OK, THANK YOU!" He looks up at Jimin, "dude, she's her own person, let her do what SHE wants to do instead of being a control freak!" Yoongi crosses his arms "yeah~" aww, Yoongi, you should show your adorable side more often.. Jimin glares at Yoongi, "shut the fuck up-"
"OH HELLLLLLL NO YOU DID NOT JUST TELL ME TO SHUT THE FUCK UP."
"I think I just did." Jungkook growls "JIMIN, If you don't shut the frick up imma rip that tiny chilli pepper off-"
"HEY IT'S NOT TINY, IT'S BIG!" Yoongi laughs, "yeah right. Mines probably 5x bigger than yours. Yours probably isn't even there! It's nonexistent!!" Jimin grabs his belt "oh you wanna see!?"
"Oh I think I know where this is going." Jungkook jumps excitedly "THEY'RE GONNA HAVE A DICK OFF, OMO THIS IS GONNA BE INTENSE CAN I JOIN?!" Before anyone else says anything I interrupt, "ok! No ones stripping their pants down, I don't wanna see! I'm done- I-I'm leaving, goodbye!" I quickly walk out the door and run home.
[BACK AT HOME]
I reach the front door of my home, I grab my keys out and unlock the door making my way through the entrance. I look around the house, no sign of mom and dad. I'm not surprised. I see something over on the kitchen bench and make my way over, only to find- "another fucking bill. Why am I not surprised," I look at the time my shift isn't till 3:30, I walk over to my couch and just flop on it while groaning. Seconds later I hear the door click open, my heart race quickens, I quickly get up and crawl quickly and quietly up the stairs. I make my way into my room shutting the door, and hide in my wardrobe. I hear someone walking down the hall, "shit, shit, shit!" I say whispering to myself, I hear someone open my bedroom door, I'm gonna die, I'm gonna die..! Then I hear a soft and gentle voice "(Y/N)? Are you in here?" I run out of my walk-in wardrobe and run towards the person in my room and hug him tight "Jiminie! I thought you were someone else!! You fricking scared me!!!!" I here a light chuckle "who is this 'someone else' hm?" I sigh "I dunno... Like, a murderer or something." He laughs lightly "well I guess it's good I'm not." He says while returning the hug, I smile in his chest. But wait— "I'm still mad at you," I pull away from him and sit on my bed."What will it take for you to forgive me?" I put my face in my pillow and mumble, "go get a job, I need help paying off the bills."
"Hell no."
"WELL FUCK YOU THEN, GET OUT OF MY ROOM HOE."
"I'll buy you ice cream instead?" I sit up, "ohh yas!"
"K, I'll go later." My face drops "no get it now!" He groans "no, I said later."
"Fine. I'm not talking to you for two years then."
"Ok ok! I'll get your ice cream, jesus." I smile "yay! And don't you 'jesus' me, now get my ice cream or I'll cut your balls off." He sighs, "alright." And I watch him make his way out my room, hoping he's on his way to buying my ice cream.
I figure he's already downstairs "AND I'M NOT SHARING!!" I hear an annoyed groan come from Jimin downstairs. I lean back and smile to myself.
[END OF CHAPTER SIX]
Ok so, I know this chapter doesn't really have a purpose. But it's the first of January already and I still hadn't updated since like 4 months ago, and that was 2017 (nah shit). But I felt bad so I wrote this as soon as I could. But I promise next chapter will be exciting😏.
Hope you enjoyed chapter six still!
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Look out for chapter seven! Thanks for reading💓💓💓
~Yoong_Luv💞
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My Hopeless Romance || BTS JIMIN & SUGA
Fanfiction(Y/N) the ex-loner at school. You have the so-called 'joy' at school and home with difficulties with your big brother Jimin and your best friend Yoongi. They both have secret (not so secret anymore) feelings for you, and you simply cannot choose bet...