You hugged Micha back out of courtesy, because you didn't really want to. Namjoon appeared behind Micha, and he nodded at you cautiously. You gave him a little smile, not particularly wanting to blame him anymore for what his girlfriend had done.
"It's been so long," she squealed, and you cringed at the pitch of her voice.
"You saw me last weekend, Micha," you replied, and she laughed exaggeratedly.
She finally pulled away from you, freeing your hands to gently go back to Jimin's arm. He was still stiff, determinedly looking at the ground instead of at Micha and Namjoon. Micha finally noticed your hands on Jimin's arm and she gave a little giggle.
"What's going on here?" she asked, her voice light and girlish.
"Uhm.. he's my date," you told her.
She didn't move, her eyes just went from your face to Jimin's and back to yours.
"Really?" she asked with another giggle.
"Yeah," you replied, clearing your throat.
"Oh," she laughed. You saw her body move subtly, and she was snaking herself around Namjoon possessively. She wrapped her arm around his neck and all but forced his hands around her waist. "Don't you just love parties like this?" she asked, raising her eyebrows at us innocently.
Jimin's jaw was clenched so tightly you thought it might break. Namjoon looked very uncomfortable.
"Yeah, they're great," you said, not liking where this was going.
"Yeah..." Micha trailed off with a little smirk, "I remember when Jimin and I were together I always had to drag him to this sort of thing."
Oh god.
"Oh," you gave a little laugh, trying to sound normal. Namjoon coughed quietly. Jimin's eyes were practically burning holes through the grass.
"How long have you guys been together?" Micha asked, prolonging the conversation you just desperately wanted to end.
"We're not," you said, "Together, I mean."
"It's for the sex, isn't it?" Micha asked. She cupped her hand around her mouth and whispered like she was asking you secretly, when you both knew the guys could clearly fucking hear you. She gave you an exaggerated little wink.
Still holding onto Jimin's arm, you could feel his pulse quicken.
"Come on, Mich," Namjoon said, freeing one of his hands from her clutches to rub the back of his neck uncomfortably.
"Quiet," she told him, "We're just joking around, right?" she looked at you with a smile.
You didn't answer, letting your eyes wander away from her face and looking at the ground instead.
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Physical Reasons || P.JM ✔
Romance♛ "That's bullshit," he growled, buttoning up his shirt without even looking at you, "You just want the sex. Don't act like you care about me." ♛ © park_jimin_luv
