march 9th
Hoseok knows something is horribly wrong when he opens the door and Jimin is standing there, expressionless. His phone is in one hand, his other balled into a fist.
His phone.
Shit.
"Jimin, I-"
"Oh fucking save it, Hoseok. I don't want to hear shit that comes out of your mouth." Jimin snaps, his face turning red out of anger.
"You fucking lied to me about everything. You're a disgusting whore, Hoseok. People don't record shit like that, it's disgusting. And on top of all this shit that you did, you fucking hid my phone so I wouldn't see? All you ever care about is yourself, Hoseok. You have an hour to get your shit out of my house, and you better be gone by the time I get back."
Jimin shoves past him, and is gone.
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fake | jihope ✓
Short Story❝find someone who isn't fake, like me.❞ In which Jung Hoseok is very determined to befriend Park Jimin. WARNING! this story contains graphic imagery of self-harm. please do not read if you are easily upset by reading about suicidal tendencies. jihop...
