Seokjin cuddled Jimin and ran his fingers through the younger's hair.
Jimin looked at Seokjin and pouted, "Jin-"
"I know what you're thinking, Jimin. And I don't want you to say a word."
"if you know what I'm thinking, why can't I say it?"
"because I don't want you sad the whole summer. Cheer up, okay? He'll be back. Don't worry."
Seokjin pulled Jimin closer and rubbed his back in a comforting manner.
He wanted nothing more than to see Jimin smile, but Jimin wouldn't let go of the pouted the was painted on his face.
He had been left alone with his emotional best friend for the night, so the only thing he could do was comfort him.
"Jin," Jimin said, "I'm going to throw you in the trash."
"what?! why?"
"I want ice cream."
He was really starting to wish that Taehyung had let him buy ice cream earlier.
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FanfictionWhere Park Jimin is a small, emotionally unstable, college student who wears girls clothing so he doesn't have to deal with the trauma of wearing children's clothing, who lives in an apartment with Jeon Jungkook, a sexy, college party animal, w...
