BTS Imagines

Jimin ♡ Argument

Published: September 7, 2018
Rewritten: August 9, 2023

Word count: 1,938

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Slam!
Your body jerked in surprise, startled by the very loud and very sudden noise. Distant thumping could be heard from the entryway, slowly getting louder as the heavy footsteps approached the living room. Moments later, Jimin stomped by, not bothering to greet you or even glance your way as he stormed down the hallway. You had been sprawled out on the couch watching TV to pass the time until Jimin's little fit pulled you out of your trance.

"Baby?" You called out, sitting upright while scanning the room only to see that he was nowhere to be found.
Worried for your boyfriend, you stood up from the couch and headed to his room. The door was shut. There was no way you were going to ignore his noisy and dramatic entrance. Something was clearly wrong and you wanted to know what it was.

Bringing your hand up, you knocked lightly on the door, calling out his name softly.
"Jimin?"
"Go away."
"What was all that in there?"
There was no answer.
You hesitantly opened the door and stepped inside. Jimin was laid out on his bed with his face shoved into a pillow. You approached him and carefully took a seat on the edge of the bed, your hand rubbing up and down his back in a comforting manner.
"I thought I said go away." He spoke, his voice toneless and muffled by the pillow.
"I just wanted to check on you. I don't know how you expect me to just leave you alone when you storm into the apartment the way you did. Something's wrong and I refuse to ignore that."
He grumbled something unintelligible into the pillow in response.

You sat in silence, rubbing his back and playing with his hair, carding your fingers through it in a comforting way that had Jimin letting out soft sighs. You didn't say a word the entire time, waiting for him to feel comfortable enough to talk—if he even wanted to, that is. If not, you were completely fine with that. You were never one to force a person to talk about stuff they didn't want to.
"Yoongi and I got into an argument." He announced unexpectedly, finally confessing what had him so angry earlier.
"I'm sorry." You frowned, knowing it was always hard when the boys argued with each other, especially since they were so close.
"It's okay. I'll get over it... maybe."
"You guys are brothers, you'll work it out eventually. You can't stay mad forever."
"I can if I try."
"Don't. We both know that's not a good idea. Plus, I can't see you two angry with each other."
"We'll see." He mumbled.

♡♡♡

The boys were doing photoshoots for a big, well-known magazine in Korea and Jimin was nice enough to bring you along to watch. His excuse was that you "made him pose better".
"You inspire me when I look at you." He had said on the way to the shoot.
That's just some romantic crap he says and you knew it. He's a natural when it comes to modeling. He's hot all on his own. Jimin didn't need you there, yet here you sat, perched on a leather couch watching from behind the scenes. You didn't mind, though. It was entertaining to watch the boys goof off and make them laugh at the wrong times. The photography and BigHit staff didn't mind that you were there as long as you weren't excessively annoying everyone or getting in the way.