Crushed

Chapter 3

Jimin

Not much happened in the next several days, mostly due to the fact that Taehyung was attached to him by the hip, and Jimin was already very annoyed.

He didn't need his best friend to act like some sort of protector whenever Jimin had the urge to play around.

"Mind cutting it out, already?" Angry words seeped passed his teeth, but Taehyung didn't seem at all bothered by the tone.

His eyes suspiciously narrowed as he countered Jimin's accusing gaze. "Why? We both know what happened with that girl that was visiting Seoul. I'm not going to let you drag someone around like a rag doll."

The hallway they were both in, was nearly empty, everyone scattering after the warning bell, but neither Taehyung or Jimin made any sort of move. "What's it to you, Taehyung? None of that is really any of your business."

"Because one day, you're going to end up messing with the wrong person, and the one that is going to come out with the short end of stick, is you. So stop being and idiot."

Taehyung finally fixed his bag over his shoulder and stormed off to class, leaving Jimin to settle in his newly ignited anger.

He didn't need a baby-sitter, Taehyung wasn't really one to have a say in what Jimim decided to do or not, that wasn't his job. So, with a bitter expression, Jimin took the same path to class, making sure he kept a good distance from Taehyung for the remainder of the day.

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"Minjae, Jimin, both of you are captains. Choose your teams, Minjae, you first."

They were outside for Physical Ed, the weather clearly in their favor. By majority vote, the class wanted to play basketball, much to Jimin's mild annoyance. He really did hate any form of exercise, preferring to do something else useful with his time. Regardless, though, it's not like he had much of a say in that sort of thing.

"Haeseyong." Minjae chose first, setting the pace in motion. Each turn given, they both chose a member for the team, and still being irritated at Tae, Jimin ignored the other. His best friend didn't seem as bothered, since it was evident that he, too, was in a foul mood from earlier.

Eyes shifted away from his "buddy" and settling over a head full of sleek, dark hair. It took a moment for Jimin to register the person who had their head tucked, but felt a smile tug at his lips when he realized who it was.

Honestly, he had entirely forgotten about Jungkook, since he was highly distracted with Star's argument from before. He had not been chosen yet, lingering in the far back, and seemingly trying to place himself out of view. Jimin found Tae's lingering gaze, and shot him a defying smirk.

Tae seemed initially confused, but realized a little too late when Jimin piped up, aiming his words to the back. "Jungkook~!"

The class had to turn their heads in order to figure out where on Earth Jungkook was, especially when he didn't come forth after being called.

Parting to make way for him, Jungkook became visible, seeming lost and sheepish. Jimin had to casually brush his fingers over his lips in order to mask his smile, his gaze settling over Tae, soon after.

He was not happy, body bristling as he silently sent Jimin an angry warning. Obviously, Jimin brushed him off, tossing Jungkook a bright smile.

However, the guy seemed so panicked, that he avoided eye contact, moving away from Jimin, as opposed to keeping close to his new team. A small huff left Jimin's lips, but he didn't say anything. Maybe it wasn't going to be as easy as he had hoped, but that didn't turn Jimin off from the idea in the slightest.

Taehyung ended up with Minjae, much to Jimin's pleasure; he really didn't need his friend to block any of his intentions.

However, it didn't seem like Taehyung needed to keep an eye out, because every time Jimin attempted to even walk in Jungkook's direction, the other would instantly change trajectory and head off in another direction.

'What is with him?' Jimin thought, trying to find some opening during the basketball game; however since it was all fast paced, Jimin's didn't really have that much time to get a word in.

But damn, he didn't regret choosing Jungkook, either. As meek as he seemed in class, the young male really did gave the opposing team a run for their money. He almost seemed competitive, and Jimin could tell that he didn't slack off in the exercise department, either.

"Nice job." Jimin finally spoke, reaching out to tug at Jungkook's shirt sleeve. The other male was rightfully drenched in sweat, wet locks plastered on his face, face flushed.

Hell, he actually looked kind of hot.

Jungkook, in the other hand, seemed put off with Jimin's actions and words, yanking away suddenly before heading off in the opposite direction.

"Thanks.."

It was all Jungkook mumbled, leaving Jimin to huff by himself. It was kind of annoying, seeing how Jungkook dismissed any of Jimin's attempts to get close.

"You know, I'm starting to like the fact that things ended up like this, it's hilarious to watch." Tae's snicker invaded Jimin's ears and he shot Tae a menacing look as the other passed him by.

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Zipping up his sports bag, Jimin locked his things back into his locker, mildly moody that his game plan didn't work out. What a kill joy, he didn't think Jungkook would be that big of an ass to actually ignore him nearly all period.

He wanted to confront the other, but had no good reason to. Jimin and Jungkook weren't friends, they were just classmates, even went to school together as kids, but that was it.

Tae was acting pretty smug, leaving the locker room first, and Jimin fought the urge to throw one of his shoes to the back of his friend's head.

He was confident he wouldn't miss, Tae currently had a big head on his shoulders.

Glancing behind him, he saw Jungkook lingering in his own, in no hurry to hit the showers, playing idly on his phone.

Psh. Whatever.

Jimin tried, but he figured it wasn't any fun, after all. So, after he had showered and gathered his things for his next class, Jimin sauntered out of the locker room, pushing it all to the back of his mind.

Half way towards his next class, Jimin suddenly halted, mentally slapping himself in the face. He had forgotten his phone, and he blamed it all on Tae and Jungkook for making his entire mood sour that day.

Assuming he was going to be late anyways, Jimin took his sweet time in heading back to the locker rooms. Rubbing his eyes in mild frustration, Jimin trudged back through doors, sneakers squeaking against glossy floors.

Entering the room, again, he noticed the sound of a running shower, making him mildly confused as to why someone was still there so late.

Maybe someone was running late and just left, shower running and all?

Peering around the corner into the shower room, he was certainly wrong, there was someone there.

'Jungkook?'

It had to be, he could clearly see the other's face. What was he doing, though? Was he..?

No way, he was jacking off. In the showers, no less! Jimin wanted to turn away and just grab his phone but at the same time he didn't really want to.

It was actually pretty thrilling to watch such a dirty deed. But Jimin had not been expecting what followed next.

Jungkook's voice rang out, dripping with desire.

"Jimin-ah..~."