Jimin's POV
It had been two weeks since Jungkook had saved me from getting beaten to a pulp. The hard decision as to whether or not i should accept him flashed back into my mind, replaying the scene:
Jungkook's big eyes bore into mine, causing me to feel so small under that harsh gaze.
"So are you going to take my hand or just stare at me like a dumbass?" He demanded impatiently.
I've never really dated a boy before. I'm not sure if i even like him in that way. He's just a very handsome guy, right? "Um, are you asking m-me on a date?"
He rolled his eyes. "Jimin are you that stupid or are you just trying to stall."
I swallowed thickly, my eyes darting anywhere to avoid his annoyed gaze. Do i even want to date a boy? Won't people beat me up even more? Well, i guess not if he's my boyfriend. He is pretty hard core. But what about him? Does he actually like me or is this just a prank on the school's laughing stock? Jungkook was known for always playing hard to get, turning down even the most beautiful girl in school, Eunji. I had never thought it was because he liked boys. No, he must be playing with me because everyone knows I'm gay even though I've never dated anyone in this school of hate. This is easier than i thought.
"Jimin are you going to or-"
"No," I answered flatly.
He looked at me in bewilderment as i gave him my best poker face.
I sighed a bit dramatically before continuing, "Why should i trust you? You're so popular you probably just want to be the reason everyone can laugh at me. Besides, i heard you're in a gang. I don't like bad boys." I stood up and brushed myself off to hide my uncertainty in the way i had answered him.
Still he stared at me with big eyes as if i had slapped him. His mouth hung open as if he wanted to say something, but no sound came out.
"But thanks for helping me. That's one less beating i have to deal with. See you around, Jungkook." I straightened my posture and made a signal that i was going to now open my locker. The task that had made this whole horrible encounter happen. After grabbing my Algebra 2 book and some notepads, i hurriedly shut my locker and locked it. I turned to find that the gangmember was still standing there, the bewilderment now disappeared from his anger filled face.
His scowl turned into a horrid smirk, making me push my back as close to my locker as i could to get away from him. Jungkook let out a forced, dry laugh. "Listen, Jimin," he spat out my name as if it tasted fowl to just have it roll off his tongue. "You should have more respect for someone who just saved your ass from gettin' the shit beat out of you. I can see why you wouldn't trust me, but you should. 'Cause listen.." Jungkook leaned his face forward, inches from mine and stared daggers into my eyes. "I've liked you for a while now, and i don't much like getting rejected from someone i like. You know what i do to people who don't have respect an' disrespect me?"
My eyes grew big from the close proximity and the frightening tone he had. I slightly shook my head.
He only smirked and leaned his face to the side of mine, lips brushing against my ear as he spoke. "Park Jimin, I will make you fall for me. I will make you believe me. Alright?"
He backed away from me and stuffed his large hands back into his front pockets, going back to 'cool guy mode' again. I watched him slink down the hallway and out the buildings front door without even taking a single glance back at me.
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Your Heart's In Danger | Jikook
Fiksi PenggemarJimin is a sweet, kind, loving 11th grader who gets bullied on a daily basis. His sweet and trusting nature may be what gets him hurt in the end by loyal gangmember Jeon Jungkook. No, Jimin is not in the gang. Nor does he even care to know much of t...