if it's you | jikook

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J I M I N

the man's curls that were naturally swept to the side were matched with his soft hazel eyes fringed slightly with emerald green. his jaw sharply stands out along with his chin, enhancing his features even more. his lips were a shade of peach, bearing a small but evident smile that scared jimin.

it suffocated jimin to see how kind and safe this man in front of him appeared. it was entrancing, like a trap. the man reminded jimin of all the foolish things he had done. namely, falling in love with a similar pair of soft eyes. jimin's heart doesn't hurt, but there was a feeling to get away and get to his own comfort zone. being around people gave in to the possibility of the very situation he wants to avoid: him having the slightest bit of attraction for someone. especially if the person is that beautiful, and had a look that said his arms are the safest place in the world. falling in love is scary, especially when you fall in the wrong side of love. the unrequited kind of love.

this was the exact kind of trap he fell into. the same, safe feeling that pulled him in, then it was sweet words that sent wrong signals. when jimin thinks about coughing up those flowers again, it felt as if all the air was being sucked out from his lungs. until he gets reminded that the man in front of him isn't a man.

"hello, master, i am JK 3," the words sent a shiver down jimin's spine, but he takes a deep breath again.

"so, jimin, i told you all about the robot. you can input anything in its system according your liking, as long as it's appropriate," namjoon stresses on the last word as he watches hoseok attempting to teach JK 3 some dance moves. namjoon and jimin smiles though, when JK 3 replies, "you're not... my master." jimin raises his eyebrows at JK 3's hesitation to speak, but he brushes it off as a human thing that namjoon probably implemented in JK 3.

"JK 3 will only learn and grow as it spends time with you. it will learn about you, and can be taught how to react and read your emotions and needs," namjoon explains. "it's called deep learning. the more time JK 3 spends with one person, the more it will accustom to that person's needs."

"anyway, be friendly with the robot, yeah? actually, don't think of it as a robot entirely, jimin," namjoon says, wearing a soft smile. "think of it as a new friend."

jimin sighs a little, careful not to let namjoon notice. he smiles assuringly to him, however his mind is a mess. it's heartbreaking to think that his friends are hoping he would recover of his philophobia and open up to the world again. there was no way he'd risk it again. recalling the white, green and purple soaked in red in his sink tenses him up. he clenches his jaws, furrowing his brows. let's just get this over with. he meets JK 3's doe eyes that were staring intently at jimin. jimin notices it looking away as a blush appears on his cheeks, though. cute function namjoon added there, jimin thinks.

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J U N G K O O K

he looks genuinely sad. his soft brown eyes flicker down to the floor. he wore a tired look, as if life had thrown away any remnants of hope for him. the smile lining his blush pink lips was weak and faltering.

a second later all the softness in his look were gone. he was clenching his jaws and furrowing his brows and when his dark brown eyes met jungkook's—

fuck he caught me staring.

jungkook flinches slightly, looking away, hoping his cheeks would do him a favour and not turn cherry red already. but what was the drastic change in his expression though?

it was then jungkook recalls what namjoon had mentioned to him before. jimin was a heartbroken person who lost his warmth for the world a long time ago. was it the heartbreak that caused jimin's softness to wipe off from his face all of a sudden? jungkook wonders how drastically something could change someone— till a facade is put up along with walls around themselves.

"JK 3! we're leaving," jungkook spins around at the sound of namjoon's voice. suddenly heartbeats start knocking on jungkook's chest rapidly. and that's when, for once, not wanting the $5000 flashes across his head. oh how bad could i mess up? (and then he remembers how bad jin screamed at him.)

jungkook sees namjoon sending a wink in his way, mouthing a good luck. jungkook's going to make namjoon pay more for this. he deserves like, a million dollars for this. this is too much thinking and work.

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J I M I N

"give the guy a chance, jimin. he's not even a real thing," hoseok whispered before he left the house with namjoon with a bright smile that had all the hope they probably had with jimin breaking out of his shell. jimin felt like rolling into a ball and rotting because he knew he was going to let his friends down.

hoseok and namjoon tried, a lot of times. they bought him a rabbit at a point of time. but when jimin went on a period of moping around after it died, they decided not to get him any more animals.

"JK 3," jimin stutters, grabbing his attention. his stomach knots up when JK 3 starts heading towards his direction.

he's not even a real thing.

"are you a robot?"

did i really just ask that? jimin wanted to scurry away in embarrassment. he usually doesn't sound that dumb— not in business meetings or discussions. his shallow and rapid breaths aren't helping, accompanied by his pulse pounding in his temples. it might sound like jimin is going for a first job interview or something, but really, the feeling is the same. jimin can't recall having a casual conversation with someone (other than namjoon and hoseok) for the sake of just talking. conversations that were called normal are foreign to jimin— his philophobia stopped him from casual talk with strangers, but he didn't think talking with someone new would be this hard.

"yes, but i thought you already knew that."

okay so this robot can make me feel dumb? is that what namjoon taught him to do?

"i meant," jimin clears his throat, "what do you think your place is in this house? or rather, in my life?" okay, jimin. good cover up.

"a companion?" JK 3 sounded unsure— but to be fair, so is jimin.

he's not even a real thing.

so it's okay to let my guard down right?

"okay, so let's be friends then. namjoon told me there was a friend mode?"

"okay master. would you like to switch to friend mode?"

"yes," jimin replies, "switch to friend mode."

"alright, master," jimin was taken aback as he watches JK 3 relaxes his shoulders, his tone switching in a split second. there was a thick air of silence hanging in the air, and jimin could've sworn he heard JK 3 sighing slightly.

"what? you're the one who requested friend mode," he hears JK 3 mumble. it was funny how JK 3 looks like he thinks he did something wrong. jimin lets out a small chuckle, clasping his hands together.

"alright, friend, what could we possibly do now?" jimin looks around and he spots the perfect thing. unless it's not applicable to robots. he wasn't sure, so he asks, "do you know how to play mario kart?"

and he could have sworn he saw those eyes light up with happiness. what else did namjoon make this robot do?