"Jimin, wake up."
Jimin opened his eyes slightly. "Jungkook... What the fuck are you doing? Why are you on me?"
Jungkook was sitting over Jimin. He was pinning Jimin's arms above his head. "I was waking you up for classes."
It's literally Saturday. I don't have classes on Saturdays and you know that. I don't take weekend classes."
"You caught me," Jungkook smirked and let Jimin's arms go.
"what do you want?"
"You."
Jimin pushed Jungkook, but he didn't realize he pushed him hard enough to make fall off the bed.
Jungkook sat up and rubbed his head. "damn Jimin. You didn't have to do that." Jungkook's eyes were watering.
"did it really hurt that bad?"
"yeah, your bed isn't that close to the floor. Do you hide your other small friends under there?"
"get the fuck out."
"I-I'm sorry. It was the head trauma."
"damn I didn't realize you ran into brick walls daily. That's probably why you're stupid as fuck."
Jungkook was in shock, he got up off the floor and walked out of Jimin's room.
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FanfictionWhere Park Jimin is a small, emotionally unstable, college student who wears girls clothing so he doesn't have to deal with the trauma of wearing children's clothing, who lives in an apartment with Jeon Jungkook, a sexy, college party animal, w...
