misunderstood || bts x red velvet

➣ Four

"Ah, Jimin-ssi. I wasn't sure you would come." Purred a voice. Stiff and tense, Jimin gulped as he spied a silver haired boy leaning against the wall by the entrance of his apartment building.

"Don't call me Jimin-ssi, Taehyung." The blond replied bluntly as Taehyung lifted himself off the wall. Memories began playing like a movie in his mind as the boy got closer. All those years...

Forget it.

"Aw, can't we just forget about our little mishap and go back to the ways we were?" Taehyung teased, tracing a line on the side of Jimin's face. Glancing around, the blond quickly pulled the snake into his empty apartment building. No one would be here on a weekend. "So you want to talk Jimin?" He said, gripping onto the blond's hand tighter.

Annoyed and embarrassed, the boy pulled his hand free from the silver boy's and bit his lower lip. He couldn't help but wonder if things did go back to the way they were before...

Forget it.

"Just leave me alone, Taehyung. And Seulgi. Leave her alone." Jimin growled as he tried to turn his focus away from the opposite boy's form. "And you have Jungkook." He added bitterly.

"Oh Jimin, do you really think that Jungkook and I are a thing? Oh no, honey. You've always been my number one." Taehyung twitched his nose and stepped towards the wall, cornering the nervous blond. Jimin's back hit the rough white wall behind him, the air bubbles in it crumbling against the force. The dominant boy slammed his palms against the spaces by the blond's head, his face now inches away.

Jimin could feel the warm, minty breath on his nose.

This seems familiar.

"T-Taehyung, please, stop." He felt helpless, his voice weak, shaky and afraid, Jimin just wanted out. The feeling brought back too many painful memories for him to go through.

"There's the Jimin I know." Taehyung whispers, his hot breath hitting Jimin's cheeks. "The one I love."

"The one I love..."

No.

"Taehyung get off!" Jimin had had enough. He didn't want to be reminded of his painful past. It already hurts enough to find out that someone that hurt him so much, one that he wanted to get away from, was going to the same university as him. The scream shocked the silver haired boy who stumbled backwards and the slightly shorter boy with the stronger build stood taller. 

"Just get out of my life. I don't need you in it anymore." Jimin spoke through gritted teeth as he shoved the glass doors open and freed himself to the city's clean air. Breathing deeply, the blond felt tears pricking at his dark irises while he strolled back to his new place. 

Only when he was safely sat on the sofa, staring up as the ceiling fan spun could he really process what just went down.

Jimin. Closing his eyes, a voice in his head played, a line from his movie of memories. 

"I love you, Jimin." A silver haired boy whispered, gentle and sweet as they lay on the grass of his backyard under the starry, night sky together. Held tight and safely in each others arms, they knew that their love would never die.

"I love you too."

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"You're finally in Seoul! I still can't believe it." Joy squealed, her blond hair swishing against her light floral blouse just below her shoulders. "How is it? Did you go to the cafe?"

"Yes, Joy," Seulgi laughed as they strolled along the cobblestone streets by the university. "I went with my new room mate this morning."

"Ooohh! Is she nice? Rude? Mean?" Joy grabbed onto her arm, as curious as ever.

"Joy oh my God chill! His name is Jimin." Ooo. Bad idea telling her that it's a him.

"IT'S A HIM??" The blond girl screamed, causing disturbed heads to turn in their direction. The embarrassed brunette gripped her best friend's arm and bowed apologetically in the direction of the strangers around them. "Sorry. But it's a him? Why didn't you tell me that earlier!" She shout-whispered and laughed at the same time.

"Because I knew you'd react like this!" Seulgi scolded as she rushed them both back to her apartment.

"Seulgi. We literally just had lunch together talking about everything and anything, yet you managed to leave the fact that your room mate is a boy out?!"

The two of them walked back, both their sunglasses working hard on keeping the bright sun out of their eyes. The cool breeze hit them gently, their tops drifting against the drift.

"Thank you for meeting me Joy. I really needed it." The brunette smiled genuinely as she held the other girl's hands in hers. "I'll see you around. I'm still upset that you're not going to the same university as me!" 

"Get over it! We'll be able to hang out still. Now go have fun with your new room mate." Joy winked, earning a playful slap on the arm from the other girl. As they laughed, the blond left her and when the doors finally swished close, she breathed. But then stopped when she remembered what happened earlier.

It's nothing. He probably didn't notice anyways. 

But she still couldn't help but wonder. 

"Jimin?" She called out into the desolate living room as the door clicked shut behind her. It was just like before, empty and dead, except this time there was a body on the sofa. "Jimin?"

"Huh?" Snapping awake, the blond's disheveled hair popped up from the back of the sofa as he propped himself up on his elbows. Squinting past the bright sunlight, he looked like a lost puppy and Seulgi couldn't help but laugh.

"You okay? Didn't get too bored without me did you?" She teased. But she didn't get any reply. Seulgi dropped her sling bag, as she strolled over to the sofa to sit by the messy, disoriented boy, whose head was in his hands.

"Jimi-"

"What?" He asked, clearly annoyed. But she didn't know why. Backing off to the other side of the sofa, she was confused and mad.

"I just wanted to know if you were okay! Gosh you don't have to be so rude."

"We literally met yesterday. Why do you care?" The blond growled, raising his head from his hands.

"I just wanted to be a nice person! What is wrong with you? Seriously I thought we could get along!" Frustrated herself, she got up and stormed to her bedroom. Before shutting the door she had one more thing to say.

"I was just starting to like you!" 

"Well too bad!" He screamed at her, his blond hair now like a giant poof of waves. "Can't you tell when someone just wants to be left alone?" Standing up, he stomped over to her in the doorway. The brunette glared at him, but couldn't help but feel afraid as his strong form got up close to her. "Leave me alone." He snarled.

And she slammed the door in his face.