BTS One Shots

Truce 1 | Jimin

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This fic is written based on a request I received on Tumblr, my url is bangtanstanst if you want to send one in too :)

Requested prompts: "Have you lost your mind?" + "Make me." + "That's just creepy."

OOF this got out of hand, but OOF did I love writing this holy moly. This is my very first Hogwarts au and I absolutely LOVED diving into this world!! I'm quite happy as to how this turned out too if I do say so myself, I really hope you'll like it♥♥♥ I split it up into two parts to make it easier to read (and edit fjdsk) but don't worry – the next part will be up on Sunday if all goes well! Requests are still open for a bit if you want to send one :) They won't all be this long as this one (oops) but worry not, I'll strive to make them the best quality they can be!

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With a sigh, you rub your eyes, the leather couch squeaking as you adjust your position. You glance up from the parchment you've been staring at for the past few hours, the bottle of ink you've set on the coffee table in front of you almost empty. It's late – the usually somewhat lighter lake water outside the window of your common room has gone pitch black, with only the occasional merman swimming past to give you a bit of a scare. Most of your housemates have retreated into the dormitories, with only a few of them still hanging around, their soft chatter echoing through the room. Even though the sound of water swishing outside usually helps you relax, it's not working tonight – you're cold and you're tired, your aching body practically begging for you to get some rest.

You let out another sigh as you hear the entrance open and someone walks in. You keep your eyes fixed on the book in your lap, the different formulas you're supposed to be studying starting to swim around on the pages. Why did you choose to take Alchemy again? Why did you decide to give yourself a headache various times throughout the week to take this subject?

"You look like shit," sounds a voice, the words echoing off the stone walls. Your headache worsens when you recognise it and you suppress the urge to groan loudly and bury your face in your hands.

Looking up from your homework with a huff, you glare at Jimin, who is ascending the stairs into the common room with his robes whipping behind his back, pulling at his green and silver tie to loosen it. You don't know where he just came from this late at night, but you see he still has his bag slung over his shoulder – you're hoping it's full of homework and that his brain is just as fried as yours.

"Out here past curfew, are you?" you retort, looking back down at your book, quill hovering just above the parchment. "It's almost like you want me to win."

He smirks. "Don't get your hopes up," he returns, though it's pretty much all he can say to that – you've been ahead in the number of house points you've earned for a few weeks now. Jimin's catching up to you, however – he somehow earned twenty house points in one Potions class today and so, the gap is closing fast. It probably stresses you out more than it should, but there are fifty Galleons on the line, not to mention your honour. You have no choice but to work your ass off to keep your number one spot.

He glances down at your homework as he passes you on his way to the boys' dormitories. You lean forward a bit so he won't be able to read it, but he just smirks, having seen more than enough. "Really? Still working on that?"

"Yes, because I usually aim to give the correct answers," you shoot back, pretending to read the words on paper when you're really just fuming, trying to keep yourself from throwing your pot of ink at him.

"Ah, we'll see about that tomorrow, won't we?" he retorts, turning to look at you over his shoulder. "Sleep tight, don't let the bed bugs bite."

"Please do let them bite you," you mutter, shivering involuntarily, still not used to the common room's nightly temperatures.