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SC Jimin- Sleep it off

Song- "Sleep It Off" By: Niki and Gabi

Jimin beat you to the door. Made sense, seeing as he stormed out of the driver's seat, leaving you to attempt to make your way up the driveway in heels by yourself. Of course, you made it rather quickly, anger fueling you.

"You're mad at me now?" You called after him before he could make his way up the stairs.

"What, did you think I wouldn't be?" He spun to face you. "Do you really not realize how much of a scene you just made?"

You couldn't believe how he was acting right now. "I will admit I made a bigger deal out of it then was necessary if you admit you're a playboy dick."

"Play-" He stuttered out a laugh. "I'm glad you think so highly of me Y/N."

"I used to." You muttered, turning to look away from him.

"Jesus Christ Y/N it's not like I had my hand up her skirt!" He screamed, starling you slightly.

"Oh you're right, my bad, you're hand was just touching the edge of her skirt, totally different." You rose your voice to match his.

The back of your mind knew this wasn't going to end well, screaming and yelling, taking everything out on each other. You were so mad though, you couldn't help it.

"It was a friendly gesture!" He threw his arms in the air. "It's called being courteous Y/N, I know that being an adult doesn't make sense to you but-"

"What?" You hissed. "Courteous, huh? Let me ask you something, Jimin." You took a dangerous step towards him. "If the roles were reversed, and it was me touching a random guy every two seconds, would you be okay with just standing there? Thinking what I was doing was being courteous?"

"None of this would've happened if the roles were reversed because I'm not as immature as you are, I actually understand that is how adults interact." He shook his head in frustration. "I can't believe after all this time you still don't trust me."

"I do too." You rolled your eyes.

"No you don't!" Jimin argued. "Every gathering or party I go to you have to come, every time I'm even a foot away from a girl you get on my ass about it, the only time you leave me alone is when I'm working!"

"You invite me to all those stupid parties. I don't get on your ass when you are close to a girl, Jimin I couldn't give less of a fuck if you talk to girls it's when you've got your damn hands all over them that I get a little irritated."

"This happens almost every week, you bring this up. Every time I think you've gotten past it we're right back at the start."

You bit down hard on your lip, trying to breathe. "Jimin I-" He turned away from you, making it harder. "I don't want you to feel caged in by me or anything... I never wanted to do that to you but you are flirting with other girls, almost every time we go out. Do you really not know how much something like that bothers me?"

"It bothers you so much because you're too damn insecure!" He screamed.

"You make me insecure!"

And just like that, the house was silent. Tears were falling down your cheeks by now, Jimin stood completely still, his eyes wide. You didn't want to say that. Never in a million years did you ever want Jimin to know how really insecure you were about all of this, you were afraid he would take it the wrong way... at this point, he might just walk right out the door.

The two of you together had adrenaline to the roof, you could use it for the better, both of you knew that, but for some reason, it always ended with a heated fight. These days words always started a war with the two of you.

"I-" You tried to speak through your tears. "These girls you are constantly surrounded by, they're all perfect. Perfect for someone like you. I guess it just-" You looked down at your feet, still holding on like champs in the heels. "I can tell you're slowly getting bored of me and I mean, how could you not surrounded by girls like that but it-" You squeezed your eyes shut. You couldn't say it. Not in front of him.

It hurts.

Jimin felt like a knife was cutting him all the way to the core. He had no idea you were feeling that way. You were always such a strong, independent girl, he would've never thought...

God, he thought. I really do deserve the "playboy dick" title.

He took a slow step towards you. You didn't notice, of course, your eyes still shut, head down. "Y/N." He spoke very quietly, his voice husky from keeping the tears at bay. "I'm going to ask you something, and you have to answer honestly, okay?"

You said nothing, didn't even nod. You kept your hands against your face, the tears being caught so they didn't hit the floor. You didn't object either, so Jimin took it as a yes to keep talking.

"Do you believe I love you?"

Your sniffles actually quieted down slightly. You didn't move, didn't say anything for a very long second, before finally shaking your head no.

Jimin clenched his jaw, his whole body filling with guilt. He couldn't believe he was making you feel this way, he never wanted that. He really did love you, those girls he talked to could never in a million years ever compare to you, he thought you knew that...

He couldn't help his own tears building up. This was all his fault. You hurting like this.

All he could think of was getting you in his arms. He wanted to make you feel like the most loved person in the world. He wasted so many hours fighting when you could've just been closer.

He half expected you to push him away when he pulled you into his chest. Jimin held your waist tightly with one hand, the other gently lacing through your hair, knowing that would calm you down at least a little. He waited for a second as you slowly quieted down before speaking.

"Truths."

You blinked, shaking your head once as you brought yourself to look up at him. "What?" Your voice held the raspiness of your crying.

"Truths." He looked down at you with a sad smile, your tear stained cheeks making him hate himself. "I'm calling truths, on everything. I never meant to make you feel insecure, or unloved, I'm so sorry." He tried to rub soothing circles on your back. "You should've told me sooner, I didn't know I was ruining everything. I'll fix it, okay?" He tilted his head towards you. "Because it's a lie to think we're better off apart."

Your bottom lip trembled as you shook your head, blinking away tears best you could. "We fight all the time Jimin, you-"

"I hate it as much as you do." He interrupted before you could say anything else. "I know it must not seem that way but I really do hate fighting with you, we're both loosing." He let go of you only to bring his hands to your cheeks, gently brushing his thumbs under your eyes. "I love you, and it's impossible to get bored of you. I don't care how long it takes for you to believe me. This should've never gotten to this point, but I'll do whatever I have to, baby I swear."

You knew it would take some time to believe he was in this for the long run, but at the moment he sounded genuine. You knew he loved you once, hell he could be telling the truth and still feel that way... but you really needed that reassurance. Right now though...

"Can we just-" You let out a long, tired breath. "Can we sleep it off?"

Jimin smiled softly, brushing away the small hairs that had gotten in your face before picking you up unexpectedly, wrapping your legs around his waist.

He gently pushed your head into his neck, carrying you up the stairs. It had been a while since he has carried you like this. He used to do it all the time for fun when you first started dating. It made you want to cry more almost, holding onto him tighter every time he dropped light kisses on your shoulder.

He got you both to the room and helped you change out of your dress and into one of his shirts, discarding the one he was wearing before slipping into bed next to you, pulling you into him.

"Let's sleep it off." He breathed out, lips lingering on your temple.

Fuck this guy

Okay but also he has an umbrella why is he soaking Jimin you hold it ABOVE your head doof