Rough

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The more we try to get close
the more our hearts grow further

I did it. he actually wanted to hang out. when I got home my phone buzzed

yoongi: [contact: park jimin (bts)]

finally, he sent it.

me: thanks so much bro!

I didn't wanna text right away. But I didn't wanna wait too long. I went to the kitchen and grabbed a bag of chips and went to my room. I decided to call momo, to get my mind of him.

Momo: yo, what's up jeong?

Me: the sky..

*dial tone*

I know she did not just hang up on me. I knew that was gonna happen.

Moments later I heard a knock on at the front door. I go downstairs and open the front door and it's...

"jimin?" I asked.

"hey." he said with a quiet, soft voice.

"what are you doing here?" I was confused.

"well I wanted to call you but I figured you'd like to hang out so I came over." he smiled.

"how did you-" I said before he cut me off. "I asked yoongi. it took a lot of convincing but he told me."

"oh." weird. "you wanna come in?" I asked, stepping back. "sure." he said while walking in my home. "looks pretty." "thanks." I closed the door behind me and followed him.

"but not as pretty as you." he said with his handsome smile. I looked down to hide my blushing. "I heard a lot about you, mainly about you and momo." he lifts my head up. "why are you hiding that pretty little face of yours?" I set my hair behind me ear. "you think I'm pretty?"

he nodded and smiled. gosh that smile, that adorable cute little smile always got me and I never knew why.  "do you want anything to drink? are you hungry? thirsty?" I walked into the kitchen. "water is fine with me." when I handed him the water we walked over the living room and sat on the couch.

"what did you hear about me and momo?" he opened his bottle, completely ignoring my question. "jimin?" he took a sip. "things I'm sure you've heard before." I looked at him confused. "that you two are basically dating, some say you guy do "it" between classes."

"oh, yeah I've heard those rumors. we're just friends and always have been." I took a sip of my water he asked me "what about nayeon?" I practically choked on the water.

"nayeon?" I coughed. "well, when she was depressed a couple years back, we did it but I only agreed cause she claimed that it'll help her "get better" but we were still just friends.

I closed my water and he threw it out of my hands and laid me down. "I'm not wanting-" he cut me off with kiss. oh, his lips were so soft.

he slowly slides his tongue in my mouth and I do the same. it's not my first kiss but I still didn't exactly know what to do. when me and nayeon did this she'd always take control....I was basically just there.

his hands travel to my ass but I quickly stop him. he stopped. "you didn't wanna do this did you?" "if you're talking about sex, no I really don't wanna. that's not me." I sit back up. *ding*

MOMORING🧡🍂
hey, sorry for hanging up on you earlier. can I come over? I wanna talk.

I ignored it and looked back at jimin. "is it momo?" he looked at me. "yeah, but i'm here with you and that's more important. he looked the bottles on the ground and picked them up and handed mine back to me. *ding*

MOMORING🧡🍂
jeongyeon, I know you read this, I know you... please let me come over. did I hurt your feelings? are you okay?

"talk to her. I know you want to." he got up. "jimin, please." I held onto his arm. "it's nothing, trust me." *ding*

MOMORING🧡🍂
hey.....

"yeah, okay." he lightly jerks my hand off him and walks out. "jimin wait!" he stops and turn around. "I'm sorry this ended like it did but it's clear she's extremely important to you." I shed a tear. "but jimin." my voice cracks. he took his finger and wiped away my tear. "I'll see you around school, okay?" I nodded and he walked away into his car and drove off.

I go in my house and hit the back of my head on the wall and fall to the ground and cry. literally the moment I've waited for and it's ruined and I may never get another chance. I don't even know who to blame at this point. it's not momo's fault. she didn't know.

I heard my phone ring. I know it's momo checking up because I didn't answer back. but i'm not in the mood momo, not in the mood. I cover my face with my hands, trying to believe that everything will be okay.

I turn the lights off above me and I lay on the ground, on my back looking up. the moment I close my eyes I hear a knock on my door.