Resurfacing The Ice//Jikook

~Wake Up~

I was so happy about all the new followers and 
reads that I just couldn't help but update!
Grab a box of tissues and some tylenol Lovelies 
'Cuz it's about to get crazy...

Jimin's POV

As I finish practice with Sung I over hear Fredrick say something to his student. 

"...Don't worry. Jungkook's not very good anyways. I'm sure you could beat him any day of the week." Together they snicker as they leave the building and all I can do is sit there, feeling stunned. 

"Oh fuck no!" I shout, slamming my skates down. People can bash me all they want but they better back the fuck up when it comes to my bae! "Hey!" I shout after them, making them both jump and turn to face me, their faces as white as a ghosts. "Just because Jungkook can't make it to practice doesn't mean he's not my partner! Got it?! We're a team, so if you dare insult him then  you dare to insult me, so what is it that you wanted to say earlier?!"  I yell, folding my arms as I glare at them.

"N-Nothing." Sung answer, his eyes wide in fear. 

"...Good..." I growl as I slam the ice rink door closed and walk toward the house, not bothering to go back for my skates. 

~Time Skip~

I watch the clock as it turns to noon and everywhere inside me aches. I miss Jungkook as much as it hurts my ego to admit it. I need him here, holding me and kissing me. 

Suddenly a knock sounds at my door. 

"What?" I growl as I open the door, revealing a very shy Sung. 

"I...well," He scratches his arm nervously. "...I was just wanting to apologize about earlier. I know he's your partner, and I shouldn't have been making fun of him-"

"You're right." I say sternly, cutting  him off. "And if I catch you doing it again I'll junk punch you." I warn, slamming my door in his face. 

I sigh as I flop back onto my bed, finding it exhausting these days to go back to my mean self. 

Quietly another knock echos through my room. With a huff of air I stomp back to the door, throwing it open. 

"IS THERE A FIRE?!" I shout, scowling at Sung. 

".....no. I um....I wanted to ask you something-"

"Fuck, ask it already!" I say, throwing my hands in the air. 

He squeezes his eyes shut before quickly spitting out his question. "I wanted to know if you'd have dinner with me?" 

My heart flat lines and I suddenly forget how to focus. "W-What?" I ask blinking as if to wake myself up. 

"I want to take you out to dinner, okay? You've been really sad these last few days with Jungkook gone and I think it would help if you got out for a little while." 

I think over his question and suddenly an awful idea comes to mind. A completely...totally evil idea.

~Time Skip~

I'm not necessarily excited about going to dinner with him but I like the fact that I'll get to flaunt this in front of Jungkook's stupid face when he comes crawling back. I smirk as I finish my hair and shrug into my suit jacket. 

A moment later Sung and I are sitting together at a fancy restaurant....at least what he calls fancy. This might as well be McDonald's to me. 

"So what would you like to eat?" He asks, smiling at me. 

"Whatever you have is fine." I say charmingly as I ready my phone to take a thousand pictures and post them on Instagram. 

He smiles back at me and orders something awful before ordering a terrible wine to accompany it in a jumbled up mess of lower class delicacies. Yay...