Arrogant asshole

●●Sixteen●●

....Nah! no way....

I'm not in love with Jimin...

He has such bad qualities, plus he's TOTALLY the opposite of my type.

This is just a phase.

Is what you tried to tell yourself as you calmed down. You sat there trying to build courage to go inside.

I mean it's your own damn house! why are you hiding?

Getting up on shaking legs, you swallowed deeply and walked inside.

Jimin was on the couch...

SMOKING IN YOUR HOUSE.

"Jimin!!! what are doing!?" You screeched and quickly walked over to him.

"Sorry...i'm stressed" He said and took another puff, blowing it out into the room. Your eye twitched a bit in anger, you quickly went to go open all the windows available.

"Don't do it in the house!" You complained annoyed.

"But it's so much more comfortable" He said and pouted at you, taking in another puff, but this time blowing it into your direction.

Smoke now in your lungs you coughed violently.

"J-Jimin!" you croaked and cleared your throat, he just smirked at you widely.

"You know I've heard smoking makes your dick shrink" you say spiteful.

"Haha, really?...well do you want to be the judge of that?" he smirked and stood up, unbuckling his belt.

You yelped and grabbed his hands.

"Oh...you want to pull my pants down? Fine by me Y/N~" the way he said your name....it was so sexual.

You moved your hands quickly.

"Jimin just go outside!!" You yelled, now flustered, he smiled and walked past you. You slumped into the couch with a sigh.

Your hair was all over the place again, when did it get like that? You quickly tried to fix it by smoothing it down.

You can never understand Jimin, one minute he's sweet and caring, then the next he's a arrogant little shit. You weren't sure how much you could take of this.

Jimin had more mood swings than a angsty teen.

Leaning your head back, you closed your eyes, trying to relax now that Jimin wasn't in the room anymore.

It's like he has this kind of affect on you, just his presence can send you a whole spell of emotions you weren't quite sure of.

One of them however you were definitely sure of.

Complete...and utter...anger.

Jimin came back a serious look on his features.

"We have to go"

"What?"

He didn't say anything else he just took you by the wrist and pulled you towards your car.

"Wait- Jimin where are we going?" You say as you stumbled along.

He didn't respond, not saying a word. You pulled away from his grasp and stood still.

"What's going on Jimin?"

Jimin turned just his head toward you, he was giving you an icy glare...

"I don't have time to explain" He growled and forcefully took your hand and put you into the passenger seat of your car.

He started the car and he drove off with you, completely silent. His eyebrows were knit into an angry furrow.