Pet Me, Please? | p.jm

?twenty five?

"Thanks for driving us home, Joonie." You smile brightly at your friend the moment that you saw your house in view. He carefully parked in front of it before switching off the engine.

You rarely got to ride his car, he had the reputation of destroying the things that he touch. You never told him that was the reason why you would try your best to refuse him driving.

"Well, I can't exactly have you driving" He chuckled lightly before glancing behind him, "and Jimin attempting to drive would obviously end as a disaster," Jimin pouts from behind before he could protest both you and Namjoon walked out of the car.

"Take care heading home, Joonie." You say after he had escorted both you and Jimin towards your door, "Would you like anything to eat or...?" He shook his head no and gave another of his famous dimpled smiles.

"Do you want me to end up at the hospital next, (Y/N)?" You opened your mouth to protest but he beat you to saying anything, "I'm surprised that Jimin's still surviving with your cooking." You roll your eyes.

"I love noona's cooking," Jimin pipes in defending you, the older man had been outnumbered. Namjoon cocks an eyebrow at him before turning back to you.

"I'll head home now, don't want to keep Jin waiting," He turned on his heel in the direction of his car, "Oh, and open my present first, (Y/N)." Before you could question him regarding his words, he rushed inside his car and drove off.

Jimin opens the door for you and you both walk inside, Jimin closed the door and you were met with a living room table with wrapped gifts and flowers.

You really had the greatest friends.

"They really didn't have to," You say before looking over at Jimin who had a frown on his face while he stared at his feet.

"I didn't get you anything, Noona." He admits sadly, clearly upset that he had been outdone. You walk over to him and hug him tightly.

"You don't have to get anything for me, Jimin-ah." You comfort him, you weren't even expecting anything from anyone. Jimin sighed deeply before answering.

"Alright, I don't mind as long as it's them." He admitted with a small smile gracing his lips.

You rushed over to the table and began to check out the gifts from your friends. The smallest was a letter which was from Namjoon, you opened it to reveal that it was a bunch of food coupons for the food park that you guys you usually ate at whenever a celebration would be done.

A paper bag contained an item wrapped in soft paper, you quickly unwrapped it and saw a paper that fell out, the gift was from Hoseok. It was a shirt that you had ranting to him about wanting but you would always get lazy to order it.

This came just in time, I J-Hope that you like it!

You couldn't help but chuckle at the pun that he put, he always insisted that you call him by that name but none of you listened to him anyways.

You picked up a lazily wrapped item next and noticed how the item was soft, you squeezed it a few times wondering who it came from. You saw a card on the side.

I didn't really know what to get you but Hobi insisted that I get you something. Hope that you feel better soon. (This doesn't mean that we're friends. You still keep waking me up for useless shit.)

A grin formed on your lips and you ripped the wrapping. Peeking out was a black ear and you opened the whole thing to see that it was a stuffed bear.

'Isn't this kumamon?' You realized that he got something that he would have gotten from himself. You weren't complaining though.

The colorful bouquet of flowers had turned out to be from Jin, the moment that you picked it up, a small card fell out with words neatly scribbled on it. You heard Jimin scoff when he saw the backside of it and you turned it to see a picture of Jin.

Underneath the bouquet of flowers was a small box of Godiva chocolate.

It's not Gucci but it could be the Gucci of chocolate. Get well soon, (Y/N)!

Even without a name on it, it was obvious that it came from Taehyung. The male had insisted on wearing Gucci to one of the shoots but of course, it was a different company so you couldn't have him promote another brand.

After you finished opening them all, you couldn't help but feel your heart sink at the fact that Jungkook didn't get you anything. It's not that you wanted an item, even a text or a message from him would have been enough.

It didn't have to put one and one together to realize that you two still weren't okay.

"Noona, I'll order Chinese food." Jimin hollers from the kitchen, there probably wasn't any food left in the fridge.

"Alright!" You holler back, "Extra noodles for me!" You added. It's been awhile since you had real food, hospital food was just too bland. And you were hungry, you didn't want to eat the Godiva on an empty stomach.

You went to check your email, realizing that you disappeared for quite a few days and your clients probably didn't know anything. You were going to send out apologies to each one of them, but the moment that the mail loaded, your eyes nearly popped from their sockets.

"What the hell?" You whisper, only to feel Jimin putting his chin on top of your head, you were too shocked to scold him for the gesture.

"What's wrong, Noona?" He asked you, you scrolled through the emails that were sent to you. Unable to find your voice.

"All my clients have cancelled their sessions with me." You said in disbelief, almost all of them had emailed you the same thing.

Your phone buzzes and you are momentarily distracted from reading through all the emails.

From: Hobi Sunshine Man
Message: (Y/N), I think you should see this.
[Click to open attachments]

Your eyes widen at what you see, you figured out what had caused the endless cancellations being sent to you. And it made your blood boil.

A text from Sehun telling everyone that you abused Kai.

A picture of you pulling on Kai's leash hard, and a picture of him beat up. From the time that he got attacked by another dog.

Before you could react, your phone vibrates multiple times indicating a call, you saw it was from your two friends so you accept it.

"Guys, this isn't true," You find yourself defending yourself, the disbelief in your voice had been clearly evident.

"Don't worry, (Y/N), we believe you." Hoseok was the first to speak after you. You felt a bit of the weight to lift from your shoulders when you heard him.

"What happened to his dog, though?" Namjoon asked next.

"It was the day after Kai won BIS and BIS 2 when I first handled him, we got attacked by a dog while we were walking back to Sehun's house." You begin, still remembering what had occurred that day, "I was pulling on his leash before he could approach the other dog, I didn't know that Sehun was taking photos."

"That bastard." Namjoon rarely swore so you were a bit surprised at his words.

"Things will get better, (Y/N), we promise." Hoseok said, trying his best to cheer you up. "For now, let's start a text brigade to the other people at the show." He added, although, you weren't too sure that his plan would work.

"We'll help you out, it wouldn't hurt to try, right?" Namjoon sided with your other friend. "For now, get some rest."

"Thank you, guys." The call ended, you were feeling more drained than ever with what just happened. You walked towards your room, "Jimin, call me when the food's here." You didn't wait for a response and curled up in your bed, you just wanted to forget everything for a bit and to sleep.

Your reputation had been ruined, and you weren't sure if it could ever be fixed. Nothing was going right.

In your distraught, you didn't notice the way that Jimin clenched his fist as he stared at your room's door.

"I won't let him get away with this, (Y/N)."