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Why does the wrong feel so right?
And why does the right feel so wrong?
You couldn't find the answer to that, right now you were too focused into the kiss happening between Jimin and you.
Funny how you didn't want to talk with him at the moment, but this is.. uh.. it's getting quite complicated now aren't we? His words still lingered in your mind though, you were curious as to what he meant about Yoongi not truly loving you, and you felt guilty.
Yoongi, your boyfriend, is somewhere else, injured yet you're here making out with someone that isn't him. But Jimin now knew the truth, the truth behind him working often, him visiting his mother, and him being more distant. Heck, Yoongi was probably getting laid right now for all he cared.
Jimin couldn't tell you though. No matter how much he wanted to, he was unable to find it in his heart the courage to tell you the truth. He didn't want to see you hurt because of it. Jimin loved you too much to see that.
And that's why he kept on kissing you, to prove to Yoongi had you now belonged to him, to show you he can be the better man for you, and so he can avoid you asking him what he meant. In his mind, that conversation was for another time, a time that hopefully wasn't in a few minutes or the next day.
And you did what even you didn't expect to do, you pushed Jimin away. The man was a great kisser, you'll admit, but right now you wanted answers. You wanted to know why he and Yoongi were acting like wild animals, and you were still quite salty at the fact that he also stole your donut earlier that morning.
"Jimin, why did you hit Yoongi?" You asked him, but this time with a stern showing that you weren't going to play games with the man.
Jimin gulped and looked up at your eyes that were piercing into his, he never noticed how much taller you had gotten these past few years, and your height intimidated him even more. He stuttered, "It's kind of personal.."
"Personal?" You scoffed, "I found you punching my boyfriend's face out, and then you just had a full-on makeout session with me, the least I deserve is an explanation." You complained. And Jimin fully agreed, you did deserve one, but he just didn't know how.
"I-..." Was there no other way to word it? Did he really have to full on say, 'Your boyfriend's cheating on you, by the way I've always had a crush on you, you just never noticed me. So dump him and come with me baby?'
Absolutely not.
"(Y/n).." Jimin sighed, "I don't think it's my place to tell you. You talk with Yoongi instead, that way, nothing bad will happen." Jimin refused.
"Nothing bad will happen?" You repeated, "What the fuck is that even supposed to mean? What happened?" Your tone began getting lower.
You were stubborn, and Jimin already knew that. But he'll admit he was beginning to feel frustrated as well, his chest heaved. "I already said that I cannot tell you, (Y/n), understand!" Jimin lashed out on you, immediately silencing you and him as well.
You were in shock and he was too, he didn't expect to yell, yet he did. He didn't apologize or anything, instead he ran his hand through his grey locks, stuffed his hand in his pockets, and walked away from the scene.
You stood there even more confused than before.
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Yoongi didn't come home that night, but he did call you telling you he was staying at a friend's tonight. Luckily, you weren't left alone, you had Max.
After Jimin stormed off, you returned to the small celebration where there wasn't anyone left except 5 people, one of them being Max. And since the two of you had been getting distant from one another, she offered to stay with you after hearing the story.
"You basically cheated on Yoongi, why? He's been so good to you, (Y/n)!" Max scolded you like a parent who was scolding their child.
"I know, and I was caught in the moment!" You admitted, "As I kissed him, I didn't think about Yoongi or anyone or anything else, I enjoyed it. But then, the more I thought about it the more guilt I felt. And when Jimin stormed off, the things he said made me worry even more and I just-" You groaned in frustration, stuffing your head into the nearest cushion.
"Then you should talk to Yoongi!" Max exclaimed, beginning to stuff her mouth with some pringles she found when she raided your kitchen.
"I want to!" You pouted, "But he isn't coming home until the morning.."
You groaned, sinking yourself into the velvet sofa. "Why can't we just go back to the good old days where it was just Max and (Y/n)? And no romance?"
"It's called time, (Y/n), it can change everything in the blink of an eye." Max made a sassy remark.
"Jimin said Yoongi didn't love me.." You murmured as you looked down at the ground, afraid of what he meant.
"Well, Jimin's obvious wrong." Max propped her feet onto the table. "If Yoongi didn't love you, he wouldn't have moved in with you and always try to go on dates whenever he's free."
You nodded and a small smile caused by reassurance appeared on your face, "Yeah, you're right. He loves me. Damn, I should've proposed tonight too dontchathink?" You joked.
"Oh trust me, the day I see you getting married is the day I dye my hair green."
"Noted." You smirked.
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bAkSu! sEvEntEeN rIghT hErE! wow, i uploaded whoaaaa, we need to throw a frick fracken party amirite? i'm shook too.
so, stray kids announced I Am: You and I am bouncing off the walls here, and i'm ready to screech my lungs out to their songs that haven't even been released yet, cuz uhh logic ;))
alright, time for me to leave and be a crackhead while watching distorted kpop videos.
