The Fuck Bet || Jimin FF

× Chapter 3 - What A Barbie ×

Rose sighed deeply.
Math class was the most boring and torturing thing for her.
It was her first ever at this school but that didn't make it any more interesting.

Her clock told her that she survived only 15 minutes, time didn't seem to pass.
Yoongi sat right next to her, scribbling some sentences he hoped to form a song of on a paper and not paying attention to the teacher at all.

Suddenly, the big door of the lecture hall was opened by Jimin who immediately bowed apologetically and rushed up the stairs to find a place to sit.

"Oh what the fuck why is he here too?", Rose whispered angrily. Couldn't she have a moment of peace for herself?

Yoongi needed to look up twice to realize who entered. He stopped what he was doing to admire his thighs while he took two steps at once.

To Rose's grief, Jimin picked the place next to her and grinned at her cheekily. "Good morning Rosie."

"First of all: No morning is good when it starts with math. Second of all, stop calling me that.", she said monotonously and turned her head to Yoongi which she immediately regretted because he was still staring at Jimin with a big smile.

"You're right, especially if you tend to oversleep like me.", Jimin laughed and scratched the back of his head.

"Long night with your girlfriend?", Rose teased and he lost a bit of color in his face.
"N-no, I worked on the choreographies until late at night."

Why isn't he sitting next to Yoongi?, she wondered.
She hated how she got dragged into this whole situation. Her friendship with Yoongi was more than enough, she didn't need any more annoying people who think they would have to waste her time.

As if he had read her mind, Yoongi pouted and slapped her on the shoulder. "What do you want?" Rose hissed at him, who still looked at her sadly. "Why is he sitting next to you and not next to me? And why do you already have nicknames for each other? "

Rose rolled her eyes and tried to concentrate on math again. "God don't be a jealous baby. I already told him to stop."

Since the teacher had already given them a few scolding glances, the three now held back a bit with talking.
Rose was very grateful for that, she did not want to talk to Jimin nor to Yoongi, whose only topic was Jimin anyway.

Unfortunately, the school lesson became considerably more boring than before. That's why she almost caught herself rejoicing when Jimin slid a small piece of paper on her table and smiled shyly when her eyes met his.

"Are you nervous about this afternoon?" he had written to her.
Sure he talked about the upcoming dance class, so Rose shook her head and started to write.

"I am good. There is no reason for me to get nervous."
Jimin laughed a bit as he read her answer and put the note in the pocket of his pullover.

From time to time, Rose couldn't help but turn her head to eye the black haired who tried to solve his math problem while frowning. "God I hate math.", he mumbled and Rose lips curved to a smile for a split second.

When Yoongi threw a small piece of paper over to his crush and Jimin turned bright red while reading, Rose felt like she was in the wrong movie. Why was Jimin such a panicked gay?

Maybe Yoongi was right and she would lose that fuck bet. Not that she would really mind it.
After math they had break and Rose was already dreaming of her delicious breakfast.

She wanted to sit under a tree like yesterday and eat her food in peace, but with Yoongi who was only thinking with his dick there was no way that was possible.