smash or pass [a vmin fanfic]

43: jimin

I was all cuddled up in Taehyung's arms when I got a call from an Unknown ID.

"Who's that baby?" Taehyung asked, nuzzling his face into the crook of my neck.

"I don't know Tae... should I pick it up?" Tae looked up and nodded, planting a kiss on my cheek.

"Just be careful with your words okay?" I smiled and nodded before sitting up and answering the call, Taehyung hugging me from behind.

(J- Jimin, U- unknown)
J: Hello?
U: Meet me at the rooftop now.
J: But-
U: Unless you want your little secret to be revealed, you little slut.
J: H-
U: You stripper.
J: HOW THE FUCK-
U: There there. Come to the rooftop or your precious Taetae will be put in jail for murder.
J: What are you-
U: Oh there's a lot of things you don't know honey. Now.
J: How would I know that you won't kill me?
U: I'll only take 10 minutes. I have no weapons and no spies. Nothing. Just me.
J: I-i guess...
U: Good. I'll be waiting.

With that, he hung up the call and I threw my phone to the side, burying my face into my knees.
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can i fail math
idk wtf is direct proportion and indirect proportion kill me now

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