F*ckboy | Park Jimin x Reader

twelve

"Fuck," He cursed underneath his breath.

I didn't get the time to say anything to him as I pushed him all the way to my closet. I shut his mouth before closing the closet.

"Y/N?" I heard my father's voice from across the room.

He opened the door swiftly, just in time for me to lay on my bed.

"Dad!" I panted as I acted like I woke up from my sleep.

"I thought I heard someone-"

"No! No... there's no one," I shook my head, "Maybe it's the television you were watching?" I pointed outside and he scratched his head.

"Hmm, you're right," He muttered before looking back at me, "Okay princess, you should go back to sleep." He yawned before closing the door.

I heaved in relief as soon as he was out of sight. My knuckles soften when I released the tight grip on my blankets.

"Is he gone?" Jimin asked as he pushed open the closet door slightly.

"Yea thank god," I muttered as I clutched my heart dramatically.

He chuckled, "Chill princess."

"Y-you better get back home now," I changed the topic.

He smirked, "Already? We were just about to have fun."

I groaned, "Jimin!" I took the nearby pillow and threw it at him.

He dodged it just in time and laughed at me, "You're too lat-"

This time it was my turn to laugh. He got hit by another pillow that I threw. Serve him right.

"What was that for?" He whimpered as he rubbed his head.

"Get out before my father finds out that you're in my room," I said and he pouted.

"Fine, but remember princess tomorrow you're going shopping with me and if you don't want to...i'm going to drag you out of the house," He winked at me before opening the door.

Thank god no one was there. I glared at him for not checking the living room first before leaving my room.

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"Are you ready?" He asked and I looked at him as if he was crazy.

Exactly he was.

I folded my arms while death glaring him, "Why are you doing this?"

Jimin broke into a smile, "Revenge," He breathed, "Wouldn't it be fun?"

"Fun?" I scoffed, "You're wasting your money on clothes that I don't need!" I frowned as I showed him the lots of shopping bags on my arms.

"Y/N, do you want to get back at your ex-boyfriend for cheating on you after three years of long relationship?" He asked, touching my shoulder as he stares deep into my soul.

I was just as mad as him, "Fine, What's your plan?" I muttered, determined to get back at Daniel and Elle, that friend who I trusted for years.

Thinking about them together makes my blood boil, I had to do something about it and I can't believe I just agreed to devil itself. Park Jimin.

"Make you the prettiest girl on campus and my girlfriend," He let go of me and smirked to himself.

I furrowed my brows, doesn't he remember anything about yesterday night? Why is he acting so nonchalant as if nothing happened?

He caught me staring at something and tugged my hand to snap out of it.

"Ahjumma, hurry up," He said in a frustrated tone.

I looked at him with disbelief and yanked his hands away, "Ahjumma?"

"What?" His lips formed a crooked smile, "Isn't that what I used to call you when you were younger?"

"Ah-ah...J-Jimin, this is a public area, you're getting to close," I said as his body was almost leaning on me.

I could feel my heart thumping against my chest rapidly, why is it doing this?

"Why?" He scrunched his nose, pressing his body against me.

My eyes widened, "Jimin, people are going to watch-"

"So?" His minty breath hits my cheek and I got goosebumps.

"Jimin," I sternly warmed him, putting my hands on his strong chest, pushing him slightly.

He laughed, "You have to get used to this Y/N, especially if you're going to be my fake girlfriend."

I squinted my eyes at him. Was he trying to mock me? He stepped back from me before grabbing onto my arm tightly, "Let's go make you into a princess, ahjumma."

"I'm younger than you."

"Ahjumma, shut up."

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AUTHOR'S NOTE: SORRY FOR THE SHORT CHAPTER :(((