*Jimins pov*
I waited nervously in my room. Namjoon was out in the hallway talking to Yoongi and I was honestly terrified because of what Yoongi messaged me.
Why did he come here? Why did he message me? Why do I even care?
"Jimin, come here!" Namjoon yelled and I took a deep breath, opening the door and walking out into the hallway.
"Y-Yes?" I asked. "Yoongi wants you." He said and walked away to his room. Did he not care? I don't know, but now isn't the time to be worried about that.
I walked to the open door and saw Yoongi stood there. My breath hitched a little. He looked... stunning.
His blonde hair was partly covered by a blue beanie. He was waring a grey jacket and black ripped jeans. How did someone as good looking as him walk into my life?!
"Take a picture, it lasts longer." Yoongi laughed, snapping me out of my thoughts. "S-Sorry..." i mumbled, lowering my head so he couldn't see my red cheeks.
"Come on, have you got a jacket?" He asked. "I'm okay in this." I said, referring to my sweater. "Okay then, but don't complain if you get cold." He laughed.
"I won't, don't worry." I said back, laughing a little. "Let's go then!" He said, pulling on my sleeve a little. "I-I can't! Namjoon... he's gonna kill me if i leave the dorm!" I whisper shouted at the male in front of me.
"He won't. He knows your with me. I had a little... talk, with him." He said and my eyes went wide. "About what?!"
"Just some stuff, now, let's go." He said, tugging on my arm again. I sighed, giving in to him and shut the door behind me.
We walked for what seemed like hours then sat down on some swings in a park. "So, I want to know you better." Yoongi said, looking my way.
"There isn't much to me.." I said, because in all honesty, there isn't. "Sure there is! Okay, how old are you?"
"I'm 17"
"I'm 19" he replied back and I smiled. "Okay, favourite colour?" He asked.
"Black and blue. Well, light blue. You?"
"Black and white. What are you studying?"
"Dance and music. I love to dance, it helps calm me down and I could get lost in songs all day. Sorry, I'm rambling... what do you study?" I said shyly.
He laughed a little and smiled. "I'm studying music too. It's only new, so I don't know who's class I'm in yet. But the other is sports. I really like basketball."
"That's cool! I used to play basketball with my friends but I decided to stop playing a while back when I realised I really wasn't good at it." I laughed and Yoongi laughed too.
"I'm sure your not that bad."
"I look like a teenaged girl who doesn't want to get her dress muddy when i play." And once I said that, Yoongi burst out into a fit of laughter.
I found myself laughing too. This was actually fun. Getting to know him was a good idea. He seems like a good person...
But he is Namjoon friend...
YOU ARE READING
Abused
Fanfiction"Why me?! Why do you have to do this?" When Jimin gets abused by none other than his room mate, Kim Namjoon. What will happen when Namjoons best friend comes across Jimin? Will things get better or worse?