Black & Pink | Jikook

6

"If you like the bitch then just ask the bitch out." Namjoon suggested. Hoseok wasn't really good at picking up girls. He only knew what Namjoon had taught him.

"Disrespectful." Taehyung said, and the rest of the bullies were all gathered around Hoseok, begging him to ask out his crush. The boys always made fun of him for hiding himself away from females.

That's why he never kept a girlfriend.

"Hobi is going to end up marrying a stripper with 5 children if we don't help him with this girl. Don't let this be another one who got away." Jin stated as he twirled his brown locks.

"Jin's right, we should at least help him get laid for once. I mean c'mon, he's only fucked one girl and that was his ex girlfriend." Namjoon spat at he looked at his hyung. Namjoon acted more like the oldest in the group.

Yoongi spotted Park Jimin as the rest of the bullies blabbered on about Hoseok's crush.

He wore black leather pants with a peach collared shirt. He looked absolutely stunning to Yoongi. His jawline was curved just the way he liked it. The younger was his ideal type.

"Psst. There's the badass." Yoongi whispered as he got the others attention. All eyes on Jimin. They'd been waiting to officially meet him and make him one of their own.

"Does he look approachable to you?" Namjoon grinned as he popped a Tootsie Pop into his mouth.

"It doesn't matter, just go talk to him." Hoseok commanded as he pushed the younger out if his seat. Namjoon was too excited to communicate with this "badass".

"Here we go!" The leader motioned toward Jimin with no hesitation. "You're the new kid right?" He asked as his Tootsie Pop hung off the side of his mouth.

Stupid approach.

Jimin stopped himself and turned his head. He saw the older smiling, showing off his precious dimples. "Do I look new to you? Huh?" Jimin had an attitude worse than Namjoon had predicted.

"I didn't mean twist your panties. I just wanted to talk to you. Y'know, me and my friends." Namjoon proclaimed as he took the sucker out of his mouth.

The younger looked back at the bullies and then at their leader. "Get the fuck out of my face. I'm not here to talk, or make random friends with people I don't like. Goodbye." Jimin turned himself back around and roamed the crowded hallway.

Namjoon could hear his friends behind him, snickering. He was angry. He couldn't make friends with "the new kid". It was time for a new plan.

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Jimin had made it back to his castle. His room was his castle and the house was his palace. He was the Prince. There was only one Queen, and that was his mother.

His father had left them when he was just one day old. It was just him and his mother in his home. That's all he needed.

He kicked off his shoes off and sat them in front of his door. He hated leather. He couldn't help but pull off his leather pants and throw them into the hamper.

The boy felt a little more comfortable. He went into his wardrobe and pulled out an oversized gray shirt and threw it on. "Ahh~" he said as he fell onto his bed.

He grabbed his pink laptop and opened it carefully. He knew his mother had spent her hard-earned money on it. He didn't want to destroy it.

"Where do I find part-time jobs that won't stress me out." Jimin sighed as he scammed through online job sites. He needed to help his mother with the new house. It was stressful for her enough.

Panda Express
Now hiring busboys!

"Great! Now here's a start." Jimin smiled to himself as he filed an online application. He hoped he could get this job. How hard was it to find jobs in Seoul?