3RD POV
Beep...
Beep...
Beep...
Jimin groans as he turns his alarm off her sits up rubbing his face. Jimin heads into the bathroom.
Jimin rustles his hair frustrated. He looks in the view of the mirror.
Jimin blushes as he remembers the kisses Jungkook gave him.
He looks at the hickey that was placed on him by Jungkook. Jimin thinks of the man.
He soon realizes what he's thinking about Jimin shakes his head looking back at the mirror.
"I'm not in love"
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Jimin walks downstairs into the kitchen. He grabs a glass and pours water into the glass.
He feels two arms grab his waist. Jimin tenses as he felt the persons chest on his back and their head on his shoulder.
"Hi Jimin" Jungkook mumbles. Jimin's face reddens by the skinship.
"Um H-Hello," Jimin says. The silence filled the air. It was calm and nice? Jimin breaks the silence.
"Jungkook c-can you let go of me I need to go to s-school" Jimin tries to pry out of Jungkook's grip.
Jungkook hugs tighter "hmm no and I'm taking you to school" Jungkook starts kissing Jimin's neck.
"What! No!" Jimin yells. "Yes," Jungkook mumbles.
"No"
"Yes"
"No"
"Yes"
"No"
"Yes"
"Fine"
Jungkook smiles proudly to himself he lets Jimin go. "I'll be waiting in the car" Jungkook whispers.
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FanfictionHigh Schooler Jimin! Cold-Hearted Jungkook! High School/Rich AU! Quotes Of The Book: ❝Why are you in my room?❞-Jimin ❝Because we need to talk❞-Jungkook Description: Jimin's rich mother, Lee Chae-rin has been single for a while and she hates it one...
