BTS Imagines 3 (Complete)

Jimin (Pt. 2)

*Warning: includes suicidal behavior*
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Jimin's POV

It was lunchtime. I was sitting on the bench while I waited for Samari. Minutes later, arms wrapped around me.

"Hello handsome", she kissed my cheek before sitting next to me while holding her lunch.

"Hey, how was class?", I asked.

"Boring. Want an apple?", she asked with a smile, holding the fruit close to me.

She's always offering me her food. She doesn't know but I think she suspects. I'm trying to eat less so I can look good for her. I'm not as good looking as the people who ask her out. I'm surprised she's with me. What does she see in me?

"No it's okay", I said.

"Did you eat already?", she asked.

"Yeah. Before you came", I said.

"Oh. Okay", she smiled and took a bite out of the apple.

Samari's POV

"Hey! Sorry I'm late. I was talking to Jimin", I said, placing my gym bag on the ground.

"Sa, the squad has been talking. With you and that loser being together, it makes the group look bad. Everyone voted and suggested its best to kick you off the team", one of the cheerleaders said.

"What?? That's not fair", I said.

"You're not cool anymore", they said.

They turned their backs on me and began practicing. I scoffed and grabbed my gym bag, taking my phone out to call Jimin, though it went to voicemail.

"Hey Jimin, where are you? Are you home? I just got kicked out of cheer. Can you call me back please?", I hung up after leaving a voicemail.

I went home and dropped my gym bag on the floor. I dragged my feet towards my room and laid down on my bed.

"I can't believe they would kick me out just because I'm dating Jimin. People can be so immature. He's such a great guy. If only they can see that. They won't understand until they get to know him", I said to myself.

I tried to sit up but I hissed when I felt pain. I lifted up my shirt and lightly groaned as the bruise was still there on my stomach. Ever since I've been sticking up for Jimin, everyone has turned on me. They don't punch Jimin only but me as well. I didn't mind the pain. I want him to know how much he means to me.

I took out my phone and looked through my pictures. The majority is of me and Jimin. We've had amazing times together. These past five months with him, I don't regret one bit.

"Ah look Mr. Guppy, this is when Jimin won you for me", I said as I showed my goldfish the picture.

I looked at the picture once again and bit my lip, failing to hide the smile from myself. I thought about it for a second and decided to call Jimin again. It went straight to voicemail.

"Hey Jimin. I'm okay now. I went through some pictures of us and instantly felt better. You make me happy Jimin...I love you. It feels so weird to say because I've never told anyone I loved them before. But it also feels good. I love you. I love you so damn much....anyways..I'll be ready for your teasing so call me back", I smiled as I hung up.

My heart was beating fast. I was excited and super happy.

Jimin's POV

What did I do to deserve this?

I stared at myself in the mirror as the blood dropped down from my nose. The bruise on my eye was as black as my shirt. I sat down on the floor and had a razor blade lingering on my hand. I thought about how those jerks hurt Samari. All because of me. And yet she always has a smile on her face.

I don't want her to keep hurting because she's with me. She's better off without me. Everyone is better off without me. What difference will it make if I'm gone? No one cares.

I took out my phone and noticed a voicemail from Samari. I pressed play and put it on speaker.

"Hey Jimin, where are you? Are you home? I just got kicked out of cheer. Can you call me back please?"

I turned my phone off and leaned my head back until it hit the wall. Not only is she getting bullied too but she's losing things she loves to do. My grip tightened around the razor blade. I placed it over my wrist and hesitated. When I looked back at my phone, there was another voicemail from Samari.

"Hey Jimin. I'm okay now. I went through some pictures of us and instantly felt better. You make me happy Jimin...I love you. It feels so weird to say because I've never told anyone I loved them before. But it also feels good. I love you. I love you so damn much....anyways..I'll be ready for your teasing so call me back"

I let go of the blade and couldn't believe what I just heard. She loves me. Just like I love her. I can't do this. I don't want anyone hurting her but doing this, I would be the one hurting her. I wiped away the blood and cleaned up, running out of the house after.

Samari's POV

"Do you think I should wear this dress or the purple shirt with jeans?", I asked while looking at my fish.

I flinched as I was startled by a knock on the door. I put the clothes down on my bed and went over to open it.

"Jimin! Did they beat on you again?? Why did you tell me?? I could've been there to help y-", he shut me up by placing his lips on mine.

It wasn't like any other kiss. We usually give each other pecks but this kiss is more passionate. When he pulled away, he kept a close distance, his forehead resting on mine.

"I love you too", he said.

"Oh..so you heard my voicemail..", you chuckled shyly.

"Yes I did. I'm sorry I didn't answer. It won't happen again", he said before kissing me again, carrying me the my bedroom.

Jimin's POV

The next day, Samari and I walked towards school. She kept smiling and talking about our date that we planned for the weekend. We were having our own conversation but Samari tripped.

"Oops didn't see ya there, trash", Erik spat, causing his group to laugh.

"Leave her alone", I said after helping her up.

"Oh look at that. He's sticking up for his stupid girlfriend. Both of you don't deserve to be around us. Why don't you just leave school? Both of you are morons anyways. Especially her", he said.

They laughed. It got me really pissed off. I ended up punching that he knocked out onto the floor. Everyone around us gasped and made comments.

I placed my arm around Samari and walked into the school with everyone looking at us.

"Jimin-"

"I know. I shouldn't have done that", I said.

"No. I was gonna ask if that hurt", she said, checking my hand.

"No. I'm okay. We're gonna be okay", I smiled at her before dropping her off at her first class.

After that day, no one dared to bother us. Even Samari's old friends asked her to go back into cheer. She turned them down. I couldn't be any happier to be with her.
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Starting to pack up so I can live in my apartment. Excited!