Just occasional influxes of inspiration.
I'm an impulsive author, forgive me.
Also, I project myself onto the characters all too often. Personality wise, of course.
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Jimin was the perfect child and totally innocent (to his parents). He got good grades, never drunk, had good friends, etc.. He also feared-atleast is supposed to fear- tough and well built guys with tattoos because his parents told him that they were bad. An innocent bean (in his parents' eyes).
The nerd he was, he studied all day for next week's test. His bestfriend, Kim Taehyung, also a nerd, sat next to him, correcting Hoseok's homework because the latter was anxious of getting another bad grade for Biology, the only subject he failed on.
"Tae?", the other hummed. Jimin adjusted his glasses and continued. "Wanna go to the café down the street?", he was bored and he already knew everything they had to know for the test aswell as Taehyung. "Sure, why not?", they hieved themselves off the huge bed and made their way to Bangtan café.
Both boys settled down on one of the comfy couches and ordered a cream latté each.
"I haven't seen Hobi in a while.", Jimin started. "I know, but he said we wouldn't want to face him after his doing."
Jimin was curious as to what Hobi could have done. "What doing?"
"He didn't tell me.", in reality the secret wasn't that bad. But the goody two shoes Hobi is he thought it was.
Suddenly, the bell rang, indicating that someone entered and Jimin looked up. As soon as he saw the boy who walked in he looked down, blushing.
It was THE Jeon Jungkook. His secret crush. Jimin knew he should stay away from him because he was a part of a biker gang and had lots of tattoos on his arms and neck. He could already imagine how the tattoos were spreaded on his chest. Jimin blushed at his own thoughts and shook his head to clear his mind.
He didn't notice how Taehyung was smirking at him. Jungkook was the bad boy of the school along with his friends Yoongi and Namjoon.
Apparently, Jungkook came here to meet with those other two as they were already sitting in a secluded corner of the café, drinking coffee. All three of them had the same leather Jackets with a skull on the back. Jimin saw how Jungkook fist-bumped Yoongi and Namjoon and plopped down on the single couch. He sat in an unnormal way. His legs were over the side and his head rested on the other side, like he was laying down. He took out his phone and typed on the keyboard.
Jimin couldn't tear his away from the handsome god near him.
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↑↑↑↑↑This is what Jungkook looks like. Just imagine a leather jacket over the long sleeved shirt he is wearing.
Jimin started fanning his face bacause it became red. Jungkook's chest was slightly exposed and he could see a few tattoos poking out. He wished he could touch them, feel them, but Jungkook would never notice a nerd like him and he wasn't nearly as handsome. Even though Jungkook was younger than Jimin, he still felt dominated by him.
