Used [PJM]

Five (Final)

"So you're saying that you're the one who beat up those guys," Jimin amazed expression caused you to chocked a little.

"Beat up? What do you think I am?" You stated.

"I only bumped them among themselves. I didn't even use my fist," You added. Jimin became more amaze.

"That's it much more amazing. I thought I heard someone said 'kook' so I thought..." He furrowed his brows, trying to refresh his blurry memories.

"I'm the one who called for him. He suddenly went into the room and one of the guy was going sneak attack him from his side. Thank god he gave that dude a quick kick," You said. He then mouthed silent 'ahh...'. . 

"So, Namjoon is your future brother-in-law?" He asked. You nodded and sighed.

"He's a great man. Smart, have a kind heart and handsome too. But the only flaw is the way he thinks is unique. He put his loved ones in priority and put away the risk. He could be a murderer if Jungkook didn't call me and you'll be in the grave by now. Maybe dumpsters," Jimin gaped in horror at your words.

You crossed your arms and leaned to your back. Jimin cleared his throat and leaned back too. He groaned a little when the pain hit him.

"I didn't know you're the one who broke my sister's heart. You're amazing, Park Jimin," Your mock hit Jimin straight into his heart.

"But I know you're not at fault. I know she's the one who followed you. She just didn't want to admit her fault and tell Namjoon wrong story," Jimin glanced at your poker face. You really didn't show any emotions while muttering those unexpectedly encouraging words.

An awkward silence came over both of you and controlled the living room. It's getting darker but you don't have any thought of going back and leave Jimin in that condition. 

Phone ringtone rang, breaking the silence. Jimin stuck his hand into his hoodie's pocket and pulled out his phone. He stared holes onto the screen, brought up your curiousness.

"Hello, babe," Jimin said. You scoffed at how he calls Gyuri. You still mad at him but what happened to him was partly your fault. If only you didn't tell Jasmine about Jimin, Namjoon won't know any of this.

"Wait, what?! What are you saying?!" Your shoulders jumped at his shout. His expression hardened and his ears turned red. He sat up and his grasp on the phone became tighter. You just looked at him with thousands of thoughts rushing in your head.

"Yah, HAN GYURI!" He pulled the phone away from his ears and helplessly sank his back onto the sofa again.

"Fck you, Kim Namjoon," You widened your eyes and smacked him right away.

"How dare you cursed him?!" You yelled, flaring at his rude attitude.

"Fine, sorry... Namjoon.. Wah, he's freaking amazing. He recorded my voice when I was drunk at that night. I said I'll dump her and Namjoon sent her that," You chuckled and Jimin glared at you.

"Is it funny to you? Great, just laugh. Laugh at me!" Jimin suddenly stood up and walked away while walking with the support of another fine foot of his. You turned your focus onto your phone when the phone rang. It's Gyuri.

"What do you want?" You said coldly. You heard a girl crying from the other side.

"Diana... I'm sorry! I should have trusted you. He's not the one for me!" You just shut your lips and hung up the phone. You don't have time to waste on a friend like that.

Without wasting any seconds, you entered the kitchen and took out all the ingredients from the fridge that you bought just now. You really think you should do something for him at least so you won't owe him anything because of Namjoon.