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Jimin Imagine: Two-faced fluff (request by @TheGooseSSNH)

*WARNING! This may be a bit crappy but enjoy! It’s my first angst-y imagine. ~MINIMUM*

TheGooseSSNH hope you like it ^^

The door busted open and an angry Jimin stomped towards the apartment. He took off his shoes and threw it across the room. He quickly laid down the sofa and sighed deeply, running his fingers through his orange hair. He shut his eyes and frowned. He was so irritated. He grabbed a pillow and buried his face in it and shouted as loud as he could. His muffled screams of anger echoed throughout the whole room. His tears rolled down his cheeks as he wept onto the pillow.

A soft voice called out, “Hey... Jimin? Are you okay?” He looked up to see who it was. It was Summi. He looked at her for a moment and returned to the pillow.

“What’s wrong, Jimin?” She slowly sat on the couch and rubbed his back. Jimin, who was still irritated, swatted her hand away.

“LEAVE ME ALONE, SUMMI! CAN’T YOU SEE I’M NOT OKAY?!” He shouted, his voice echoing. Kim Summi’s eyes widened when Jimin just shouted at her. She was confused and mad too. Tears started to gather in her eyes. “Can’t I be a good girlfriend and help you?” She sniffled. “Whatever.” Jimin stood up and walked towards his room, slamming his door. Summi sat there clutching her hand as tears started to fall from her face too.

She stood up and wiped her tears away and decided to cook for Jimin even if he’s clearly mad. What’s wrong with him? She thought to herself and sniffed. Meanwhile, Jimin took a shower to calm his mind. He was disappointed. He was disappointed of himself for not doing well on the practice. He kept messing up the dance and his voiced didn’t cooperate as well. He wanted to do better. He wanted to improve himself. All these thoughts started to fill his mind. He can’t help but take his mistakes too seriously.

He changed to his clothes and went to the kitchen to drink water. Shit. On his way to the kitchen, he remembered he yelled at his girlfriend. He froze in his tracks when he saw Summi cooking something. His heart started clenching at this sight. Even if he yelled at her, she couldn’t help but take care of him anyways.

Summi was too busy cooking, until she felt a pair of strong arms wrapping her waist. Pulling her into a tight hug. She suddenly felt tears by her shoulder, making her shirt wet. “I’m sorry.” His voice cracking as he tried to hold back the tears that were starting to pour out again. “I’m sorry if I upset you. I’m sorry if I yelled at you. I’m sorry for being ignorant. I’m sorry for being a bad boyfriend. I’m sor-" He got cut off as he felt lips on his own. Giving him the sweetest kiss.

“Don’t be like that, Jimin. You’re human. You make mistakes, it’s fine. Don’t worry, darling. I’m more worried of you.” She smiled, cupping his face with one hand. Jimin buried his head on her hand, smiling and softly kissed her hand.

“I got irritated during practice, that’s all. I thought I wasn’t good enough.” He said. “Hey, look at me.” She said and Jimin looked at her eyes with his puffy ones from crying. “You look down on yourself too much. Even if you’re doing great. Please don’t think like that. You’re perfect to me, Jimin. I love you.” She smiled. Jimin’s eyes sparkled from her words, “I love you too.” He replied and kissed her. The kiss was passionate, they both smiled at the end of the kiss.

“Now, let’s eat. Your soup is ready.” She giggled and turned towards the stove to serve the soup that was heating in the low heat as Jimin continued hugging her from behind.

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