Fear Me P.JM

🌼The Repair: I LIKE YOU PARK JIMIN🌼

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I sprint out the door for the gates and I can just barely spot Jimin's head in the masses of girls surrounding him. I manage to catch up to them but the group continues to walk, ignoring me.

"JIMIN!" I yell. "JIMIN WAIT!"

He doesn't hear me.

"I need to speak to Jimin," I say.

"Yeah, right," one of the girls of the group tells me.

"I need to apologize," I say.

"No way," another one says shoving me.

Okay. You asked for it!

"AHHHHHHHH!"

I shove my way through the tight group, knocking over girls, pushing, kicking, maybe even a little biting, until I finally reach the center where Jimin is standing, looking stunned.

The girls begin to crowd around me again, but I hold out my arms.

" LET ME SPEAK TO HIM." I demand ferociously.

They stop.

"What do you want?" Jimin says looking at me.

"I told you," I say looking at his chin. "I want to apologize."

"Okay."

"I'm sorry."

"Fine, I accept it," Jimin says.

"You say that, but you're still angry!"

"Of course I am! You tricked me! TWICE! Made me the fool! And then the pudding!? I mean, you really think I'd get over all that really easily!?"

I shake my head. "No! But I realized something really important through all this!"

"WHAT."

I raise my head and look directly at him. At his beautiful face and perfect features.

My turn.

I pull out a roll of duct tape from my bag, rip a piece, and place it over my mouth. Jimin doesn't say a word. I proceed to pull out a large pad and a black marker. For a few seconds there is only the sound of my permanent marker scribbling. Finally, I stop and I look back up directly at Jimin's beauty. I can feel my stomach responding, but I've Kito-proofed myself. Then I open the pad and reveal the first page.

I'm sorry!

Next page.

But...

Next.

I like you.

Flip.

I like you, Park Jimin.

Flip.

Even if you do make me throw up.

And for the first time in two days, Jimin smiles.

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