secrets don't make friends |bts fanfic

seventeen

"come in"

i dropped my hand before i walked inside jimin's spacious home with my head down; my thoughts running wildly in my mind.

i didn't know why he had such an immediate reaction to a complete stranger who randomly shows up on his doorstep asking about a girl he was familiar with and if he liked them.

but who cares.

im here to take care of business.

and besides,
it's for hanmyun.

i have to do it.

i stood in the living room, not knowing if it was okay to sit anywhere yet, just to show that i have some manners.

jimin closed and locked the front door before he joined me in the living room and sat in the chair adjacent to his sofa.

he crossed a leg over his other one before his lips parted and he spoke. "have a seat."

he directed his hand at me towards the couch as i respond by nervously walking towards it and sat with a huge lump of saliva in my throat.

i felt like i was about to be interrogated for a murder by the police telling by the seriousness in his tone when he offered the couch seat.

my forehead shined with sweat and my hands moistened with a fat blob of it after wiping some off with my thumb.

there was a complete silence as i turned to look away from him and at a corner, as he stared intensely at me.

i didn't say anything but kept my gaze onto a plant he had placed in the corner of the room near his widescreen television.

every once in a while id glance to a spot near him to see if he was still staring.

and to my surprise,
he was.

i then clasped my hands together in my lap waiting on an action for about 5 minutes straight.

maybe he's looking to see if he recognizes me from school or he's trying to figure me out.

maybe he thinks that i want to fight him or something. i don't know.

i glanced at the ever-so-tempting front door.

never has a door look so satisfyingly tempting before in my life.

if i could just leav-

"SO."

jimin sprouted, scaring the living crap out of me and making me jump in my seat.

but i played it off as if i was shifting to face him instead.

"yeah? yeah.." i nodded politely biting my lip frighteningly.

a playful smirk appeared on his face as he uncrossed his legs and sat his elbows on his knees whilst facing me like some businessman.

"how do you know hanmyun?" he asked, not blinking at all.

his eyes shot fireballs into my soul as my answer remained hiatus.

jimin definitely didn't seem this scary at school!

i want to run!

jimin snapped a finger in my face.

"hello? i asked a question."

i woke up from my thoughts and nodded again, looking like a bobble head.

a few minutes ago, outside his door, i had all this confidence to come over, but now- all of it has been drained from me and i don't even know why.