A week had passed since the incident between Jimin and Jungkook. Jungkook wouldn't even answer his phone, he'd always just press the ignore button.
Jimin had happened to sink into an especially deep depression. Not even Seokjin or ice cream could cheer him up. Just the mention of Jungkook's name made Jimin break out into crying fits, similar to the ones of a five-year-old who can't have what they want.
Namjoon kept attempting to call Jungkook and get the two to make, but he refused to talk to Jimin.
After Jungkook kept refusing to speak to Jimin everyone turned their attention back to Jimin, who wouldn't stop crying and in the rare times he did, he wouldn't speak to anyone. He'd just sit around pouting or curled up in a ball on his bed.
Not a single soul knew what to do. The only thing that changed through the process was everyone ended up angry at Jungkook.
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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...
