Mind - Jin || Completed

Ch3

I didn't say a word to Mr. Kim nor did I look at him. I felt a slight tremble in my legs and before I lost my balance, I just walked right out. I walked over to where I was supposed to meet Jimin and when he was in sight, I rushed over to him and grabbed his hand without stopping. 

"Woah!" he yelped as I yanked him. "What's going on?" 

"We're gonna get our homework and we're going straight to your place. I don't want to be here right now."

"Um..okay."

After getting all of our work from our teachers, we headed over to Jimin's house. Walking in I greeted his mom, who actually loves me since I've been friends with her son since childhood. She just doesn't know all of the bad things we do, as long as her son is passing school.

After grabbing us some crackers and water, Jimin walked me over to his room. I put my bag down and took out my poetry book that Mr. Kim wants us to do our homework on. "You already want to do homework?" Jimin asked.

I sat on his bed and crossed my legs. "This teacher...you can't tell anyone this." I paused and closed my eyes. "He fucking scares me. For once I, Choi Y/N, am feeling intimidated by a teacher. He gave us detention too!" I slammed my book closed and tossed it in anger.

Jimin sat next to me and put his arm around me. "Damn, I'm sorry you had a rough last class. Maybe we should have just--," Jimin paused and turned his head to me. "What do you mean, US?"

I groaned and lay flat on his bed. "Miss Day thought on her last day she would tell Mr. Kim that we were smoking weed. I bet she enjoyed finally being able to get me detention after so many attempts."

"Ugh, when is it?" 

"This weekend."

"Damn it! I have a date this weekend." Jimin laid flat on his bed, joining me.

I raised my eyebrows and turned my head to look at him. "You have a date?"

"Well...HAD a date, now. That's okay, it was just with Mina. I'm sure she was just looking for some dick."

"I can't wait until we are off to college together. Then we can change our whole lifestyle and maybe meet people who are worth it."

"Why don't we just change now?"

"Because Jiminie," I lowly said and shifted my body on top of his. "This way is so much fun right now." His hands made its way to my thighs and he moved it up and down. I slowly started grinding on his crotch and I could feel his member hardening through his jeans. "I think it's time for you to change out of these clothes." I leaned down and attached my lips to his, intensifying into a make out session.

One hour later, after having some great sex, Jimin gave me his sweats and a white t-shirt so I could be comfortable doing my homework. He changed into basketball shorts and a white t-shirt. "So what's this homework you have to do for your English class?"

I handed him the book with the page open to the poem I have to read and write about. "It's pretty easy. But he really wants us to go into detail, pretty much writing a whole essay."

Jimin read the poem and nodded his head. "Do you have any fears?"

I tilted my head and and scrunched my lips to the side. "All of us have fears. Me though? I haven't really been afraid of anything for as long as I can remember. Maybe I just haven't found the thing to be afraid of yet. What about you?"

"Hmm," Jimin leaned down on his bed using his hands to prop himself up and crossed his ankles. "I'm afraid when all of this is over, I'm gonna end up losing you." He looked at me with sadness in his eyes.

I slightly smiled and put my hand on his cheek. "Oh, Jiminie. You are my best friend, you have been since we were kids. We stuck together because whatever decision we made, we did together. We have four months left of school and we will be going to a great college, and starting our new life. And when you meet a girl and when I meet a guy, our friendship will never fade. Whoever you end up with, I will be so happy for you. I'm just happy that for the time being we're able to have sex and not have it be weird."

Jimin laughed. "I feel the same way."

We did our homework for about two hours and I headed home. I only live with my mom and our little shihtzu dog, Jams. "Hey mom."

"Hey hun, how was school?" my mom spoke through the kitchen as she was preparing dinner. 

"It was okay, except for the fact that I got detention this weekend given by my new teacher." I plopped myself on the couch and Jams jumped on me. 

"You got detention!? What did you do?"

"This teacher knew that Jimin and I were smoking and told the new teacher." Unlike Jimin's mom, my mom knows everything about my life. She had me as a teenager so she knows what it's like to live life not by the book. She lets me do what I want as long as I am honest with her about it and I pass school, which I'm doing. 

"Do you want me to say something to the school?" 

"NO." I adamantly said. "It's just one weekend, I'll be fine."

Just one weekend. So I thought.