"C'mon I'll give you a ride."
Jimin lowers down his sun glasses and all you could do was stare back while you stood in the rain. You shirt was most definitely see through now and you see as his eyes leave yours they immediately trail down your body.
Nope!
Then you turn back around and quickly barge down the sidewalk—Jimin's car next to you , despite cars being behind him and hootering. Jimin did not care.
He always got what you wanted and the fact that your denying him just made his body temperature rise. Thank goodness the cafè was only 10 minutes away from the university. He watches as you cover your chest and jog into the cafe - just as Jimin was about to jump out the car. The rain suddenly gets harsher and he groans before sitting back into his seat.
//
"Please just take my sweater." Namjoon pleads.
"No. I swear I am fine."
You hold the notepad in your hand and try and push your mane back. To say you are irritated was an understatement. Your hair curled and became a tangled and fuzzy mess. It would take forever to straighten it out again .
The only thing that was new was that — when drying your hair —- the black began to fade? You knew it was one of the symptoms of being a Zombie. Your hair cells will become weak and this will results to your hair turning white. But you've been a black beauty all the way until college— you actually thought you'd have black hair forever.
Clearly not.
"I am a Zombie,"You say," I am oblivious to the weather."
"You're not going to attack us aren't you? Because if you are—eat Namjoon's first,"Jin throws his hands up in defense,"His IQ is 148."
You roll your eyes before gently smiling at the two.
"No thanks,"You chuckle,"Are you guys going to order?"
"What the actual fuck is wrong with you?"
You instantly freeze. His voice steady as he waits for you to answer his question. Instead of replying — you waited. Holding the small notebook in your hand , gulping nervously as you can practically feel your heart just drop.
Jimin.
You didn't even have to look at him. His voice was enough to scare you endless.
"W-What?"
"I told you I'd give you ride didn't I?"Jimin grits.
Eyes coldly glaring at you as you still continued to look anywhere but him.
"Look at me when I am fucking talking to you."
You slowly turn your head towards him and your eyes instantly come in contact to his chest— you gulp down your saliva as you hear him almost growl. A slow rumble escaping his chest causes you to shudder and lower yourself. Your eyes slowly trail from his chest until they come in contact with his.
A scowl evident to his face as his eyes gawked at you.
"I said I'd give you ride,"He lowly says,"Didn't I?"
You nod your head yes. Eyes traveling as you finally realize that most of the customers were watching the scene unfold in front of them. You feel as their eyes eyes stare at you — judging you.
It was already bad enough that you had bad insecurities.
As much as everyone had known that you were a Zombie , doesn't mean anything. They are still people who see you as a monster.
A murderer who kills for something that doesn't belong to them.
A brain.
But you've tried to explain that you don't eat the human organ but whatever you say is completely irrelevant.
To them you'll always be a killer.
Always.
"So why the fuck would you walk away! You could've gotten sick."
"I-"
"She's Zombie Jimin. She can't get sick."Jin mutters,"And can you cut it out? Your causing a scene over something so small and pathetic."
"She is pathetic."
//
"I am so over this shit — honestly."
Jennie rolls her eyes and closes her books. She has been here for hours on end studying but nothing seemed to have been going into her head. It was raining and she loved the sound of the rain hitting on the silent library's roof. She had thought the soothing sound will help her study but no.
Instead she wrote notes. Colour coded . Rewritten . Summeriesed everything.
But nothing seemed to be going into her brain.
"Need help?"
She looks up as she stuffed her bag with her books. As she's about to snap , she lifts her head and they immediately hook to the biggest doe eyes she has ever seen.
"Jungkook."She breathed.
"Jennie right?"
Jennie nods and still continued to stare at him.
"O-oh right! I've been trying to study but nothing seems to be working. This paper is literally in 2 days and I am stressing my ass off."
She zips up her bag. Reaching for the side — looking for her car keys.
"I can help you if you want."
Jennie snorts," Is that one of you tactics you use when you trick girls into sleeping with you?"
Jungkook snorts,"Barely."
"Okay but if you try any funny business I am kicking you out of my apartment."She says,"—and don't be an asshole like that thing you call a best friend."
"Jimin is not that bad you know?His just going through a lot right now."
Jennie shakes her head.
"And the rest of us aren't? I am not trying to be rude here but Jimin needs to stop his bullshit especially when it comes to Y/N. She has been through way too much to be as stable as she is right now and I completely refuse for Jimin is just break her apart like she's some cheap toy."
He shakes his head in agreement.
But he still keeps quiet. Jimin might've been a returning student — has never even heard about You. Jennie keeps quiet about you being a Zombie. Jungkook seems to also be oblivious to the situation.
Jennie also keeps quiet.
"So are you driving with me or do you have your own car?"
