How We Came To Be

The Beginning

"You know what would be really funny, Jimin?" Jake asks as he takes a deep sip from his beer bottle. I lift an eyebrow as I look up at him, he leans against the wall while I sit on the arm of the overflowing couch.

"What? better not be something stupid again. I got a black eye the last time you said that sentence." I laugh as I lean back. Jake smirks as he looks to something across the room. I follow his gaze and see him looking at Min Yoongi. The Min Yoongi. "Oh hell no." I mutter before giving him a 'hell no' look. He laughs and nudges my leg with his foot.

"I haven't even said what you should do yet." He says.

"Anything you have me to is embarrassing and totally against all of my morals. So I have the right to be worried." I retort, he just rolls his eyes and shrugs.

"Oh come on. Not everything was that bad. Your morals are just super uptight, Jimin." He mutters. I roll my eyes and glance at Yoongi. He is focusing intently on his beer pong game. "So listen-"

"If I even glance it Yoongi to wrong why I will literally never be able to walk again, Jake. Do you really want that for your best friend?" I ask. He sighs.

"Would you just listen to me for five seconds. I wont have you do something that bad, idiot. I just want you to go hand him this piece of paper then jump in the pool. No harm to either of you." He says as he hands me the folded paper.

"What does it say? i'm not giving it to him if it says something dumb." I say as I start to unfold it. But he snatches it and glares.

"If you see then that would ruin the joke now, wouldn't it?" He asks. I glare. "Come on Jimin. Just do it." He says.

"I would, but I just got these clothes, and this outfit is really nice." I mutter. Jake glares at me.

"Those pants are not new, I helped you choose the underwear you are wearing right now. Those shoes you got sophomore year and haven't gotten rid of them. But the shirt is new. But you can just wash it and wear it as if it were new." He says.

"Fine. But you totally owe me when this is all over." I snap as I stand and grab the paper out of his hand. Jake grabs my shoulder and turns me toward him.

"Make sure to take off your shirt, so you dont ruin it." He says. I shake off his hand before walking towards Yoongi.

My heart races as I make my way and I hesitate to even take another step towards him, but I do. This guy could destroy my life with the snap of his thin fingers. His parents are so rich that they have like ten body guards surrounding the room we are in right now, and the closest body guard is eyeing my down as he puts a hand to his ear and most likely speaks to the other guards in the room. There are no weapons visible on them, but im sure they have some guns tucked somewhere in those suits.

I ignore the fear and lock my eyes on Yoongi and watcha s he aims his hand and throws the perfect shot into the second to last red cup across the table. He smirks and crosses his arms, knowing he is going to win this game. Hell, he always wins. By the end of his parties he's barely even drunk.

I finally take my last step to him and stop a yard away. He doesn't seem to notice me as I watch him, his friends cheering for him as he aims once again, making it into the last cup and watching with pride as his competitor downs the last up and stumbles off into the room.

That's when Yoongi turns towards me and lifts an eyebrow. his friends quiet down and stare at me with curious looks as Yoongi steps towards me.

"Need something?" He asks. I glance at Jake before I hold out the paper to him. Yoongi looks at the paper with a frown before snatching it and unfolding it.

"Run Jimin! Go to the pool now!" Jake yells from behind me. I dont hesitate to turn and run towards the pool, pulling off my shirt and tossing it onto a chair as I go. I jump off the edge and canon ball right into he center of the pool.

When I come up to the surface there is a crowd of people standing there, Yoongi in the center with the piece of paper. Jake stands right behind him as he smiles down at me with awe. I wipe my face and look up at them.

"Do I even know you? How do I know you wont steal my stuff when you leave? You probably only want to because I have lots of expensive things. Who would want to see such a lower life person coming to and leaving my house every day? You'd make my reputation go bad. As if." Yoongi snaps as he drops the paper into the pool and turns toward a maid. "Drain the pool and clean it really well. I dont know what he has." He says before walking away with his friends who are snickering and laughing. My face burns as I grab the paper and read it.

Would you except me to be your maid? I would do anything for you oppa!

I look up and glare at Jake, he just laughs. I swim towards the edge of the pool and climb out. Jake offers me a hand but it ignore it and stand. I start to walk away but he grabs my arm.

"Come on Jimin. It was just a joke. It was hilarious." He laughs. I shake him off and walk away.

"Fuck you and your jokes. That was the last time Jake. You have made me look like an idiot for too long." I snap as I shove him back. "Literally making me look like a fucking creep and then letting him make fun of me in front of everyone. That's not what friends do to each other Jake. You aren't a best friend. You do shit like this to make yourself look cool but it doesn't work. You're still the loser you were when we first met." I snarl/ He steps back in shock and glares at me.

"I dont need this. Cool off then talk to me Jimin. You're not acting cool right now." He says before walking away.

I turn and walk out of Yoongi's backyard. I walk to my car and climb in. I turn it on and back out of the drive way. Then I drive towards my house, and delete Jakes number from my contacts.