"So you have a big time crush on my brother?"
"I'm going to kill you Park Jimin," I said darkly.
"This is going to be great blackmail," he laughed.
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Intended for each other since birth... HAH! Pah-lease, more lik...
When you were going to read your new book but found out that you had to draw and write instead (not that I really mind, if i didn't want to write, I wouldn't)
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Park Jimin.
Also known as the boy who causes confusion.
It was like he had some desire to severely injure my brain with his duality. One second he actually manages to somehow be cute and sweet, despite the hot outfit he's currently clad in, and the next moment he's an annoying prick that I want to kill and then he stays in his dumb and evil form to annoy me for the rest of eternity. Jimin has no respect for my sanity so I'm going to kill him.
He had been something that nearly resembled sweetness. He had actually been concerned about how guys looked at me and protected my interests by covering me up with his own jacket and then all of a sudden, once I was fully clothed again, he switched back to git-face. It almost felt as though he were over-compensating with being a douche for the previous peace that had fallen between us. Now he was tripping me and doubling the name-calling and insults.
"I swear Jimin is bipolar," Hana snorted. "It's like he can't decide whether he wants to be Y/n's boyfriend or her pain in the ass."
"Knucklehead!" I growled, capturing her in a headlock and ruffling up her hair roughly so that it turned into a mess.
"Yah! Get off!" She protested.
"Hana! Don't use that word," Auntie Iseul scolded.
"Which one?" Hana snorted, still trapped awkwardly in my grasp.
"Ass obviously," Iseul said. Hana and Yun giggled over their disapproving mother being sensitive to words.
"You know Jimin swears a lo-" Yun said slyly but she was caught off before she could finish.
"Whatever she was about to say it was a lie," Jimin snapped, trapping the free twin and trapping her in another headlock. Cheol grinned at his youngest siblings that were receiving scorching glares from their immature and not-so respectable seniors. I released Hana.
"Hana you deserved it. Thanks to you I nearly threw up. Jimin, me and the word girlfriend does not belong in the same sentence," I gave a huge shudder. My eyes couldn't help but dart towards Jimin to catch his expression. It wasn't what I was expecting. There he goes trying to confuse my brain to the point of explosion; His brows were furrowed and his eyes were widened slightly, he either looked irritated or offended, perhaps even both. Cheol burst into a fit of laughter.
"I swear, Jimin is so triggered at that Y/n," he said, doubling over and wiping his watery eyes.
"Shut up," Jimin barked, slapping his brother on the back of the head and setting Yun free of her death grip. Now that both of the twins were free they squealed happily and rushed to catch up with the mothers who were admiring a window display a couple feet ahead of us. "Oh, you have gone too far," Cheol told his brother threateningly. "You should never hit a respectable senior."
