You left the seminar in a much worse mood than when you got there. Jungkook held the door for you as you left the auditorium, and you gave him a smile, not wanting to worry him.
"Do you wanna get lunch?" he asked, raising his eyebrows.
You swallowed audibly, shaking your head, "Not really. I kinda just wanna go home."
Jungkook nodded. He probably already knew what your answer was going to be, and he understood.
"I have to drop by Jin's house really quick. Are you okay to come, or should I drop you off first?" he asked.
You shrugged, "No, I'm okay. We can go."
He nodded, giving you a smile. He laced his fingers with yours gently as you walked to the car, and you leaned your head on his shoulder.
"Sorry I've been so pathetic lately," you murmured.
He chuckled, "Don't be. That's what I'm here for," he kissed your hair, "Besides, I'm pretty pathetic too." You laughed, glad he was still being understanding about everything that was going on.
You didn't see Jimin anywhere on campus as you left, thankfully. He seemed to disappear when the other students dispersed from the auditorium.
As you climbed into the car, your phone dinged. You yanked it out of your pocket, stupidly hoping it was Jimin. Obviously, it was not, but that didn't stop you from wishing.
Surprisingly, it was a text from Namjoon. He had never texted you before, and you had forgotten he even had your number.
Hey, it read, Are you free tomorrow?
Your eyebrows drew together, confused.
I'm not sure, you replied, I think so. Why?
He typed for what seemed like a long time, then stopped, seemingly trying to figure out what to say. Finally, he replied.
I really need to talk to you, was his answer, and you furrowed your eyebrows more.
Sure, you typed out, I can talk tomorrow
Great, he replied immediately, I'll pick you up around one
See you then, you said, stuffing your phone back into your pocket.
"Everything okay?" Jungkook asked, looking at you worriedly.
"I have no idea," you answered honestly, "Namjoon wants to talk to me. It seems important."
"Hm," he frowned, "You don't think Micha's up to something, do you?"
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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
