Your pain is my pleasure: BTS AU

Thirty-six

Jimin refused to speak to me for the remainder of our trip, ignoring me the whole car ride home before locking himself in his room. It's been about two weeks since the beach trip now, and he barely even looks in my direction when we are together anymore. I can't help but feel bad for saying no to his date proposal, but I wasn't about to lie to him. That would have made everything worse, so I still stick by my decision to turn him down. 

I just don't think I like him like that, although I probably wouldn't be able to tell. Everyone knows by now that I'm interested in him sexually, but that's about it. He's a great friend, and he's really easy to talk to, but I just don't see us in an actual relationship. I don't do feelings and dedication, me preferring to sleep with whoever I want to when I please. Being in a relationship requires devotion, and I just don't think that I have the capacity for it. 

I sigh from my spot next to Sami on the downstairs couch, her mom seated on the two-seater beside us. We decided to have a family movie night and Mrs. Park insisted to be a part of it, her even making us appetizers to eat. Mr. Park is at work, otherwise he would have been here too. Sami said that she invited Jimin as well, but he didn't even open his door for her. 

The doorbell rings and I glance at the two women sitting next to me, rolling my eyes when neither one of them make any move to get up to answer it. I let out a soft grunt as I stand and walk over to the front, the sounds coming from the TV masking my footsteps.

"Dara? What the fuck are you doing here?"

I haven't seen her in a while. Yeah, she would sit with us at lunch a lot, but she hasn't really been hanging around our group since Haru came into the picture. I narrow my eyes at her as she twirls a strand of her hair between her fingers, taking in her short dress and high heels.

"Jimin and I have been dating for two weeks now" she says with a bored eye roll, my own eyes widening at the news. I was definitely not expecting that considering how annoying Jimin found Dara in the past, one of my eyebrows lifting as I try to figure out what changed. 

"Move" a low voice commands before I am pushed out of the way, my mouth dropping open in disbelief. Jimin doesn't even apologize as my head makes contact with the door and I groan in pain, my eyes narrowing as I eye his back.

"Why don't you try that again, asshole" I hiss out between my teeth as I feel my anger rise, my hands clenching into fists by my side. I seethe to myself as I watch Jimin lean down and kiss Dara before he turns to look at me, an unimpressed look on his face as he take slow, lazy strides in my direction. 

"I'm sorry, did you say something?"

He tilts his head to the side as he comes to a stop in front of me, his hands in the pockets of his jeans. He meets my glare with one of his own, my hands beginning to shake as I try and prevent myself from swinging at his face. I can feel Sami and Mrs. Park's eyes on the two of us, and although I doubt his mom would care if I knocked some sense into him right now, I don't necessarily want to hurt him. 

"Look" I say instead, lowering my voice so that no one but the two of us can hear. "I get that I'm the unapologetic bitch that rejected you in your eyes, but you're still my friend, Jimin. I don't want us to fight like this. Let's just talk things out like we usually do and go on from there."

"That's not why I'm acting like this, Charley" he says softly, taking a step closer to me and getting all up in my personal space. 

The only other time I have felt intimidated by him was when he threw me into the storage closet at school, my heart thudding in my chest due to the dark look on his face. I can admit when I'm scared, and this is definitely one of those moments, it taking everything in me not to step away from him and create more space between our bodies. The sinister smirk that lifts up the left side of his mouth indicates that he can probably see right through my brave act, but I'll be damned if I let him break me.

"Then tell me, Jimin. Why are you acting like a dick?"

He chuckles humorlessly as he runs his hand through his hair, the rings on his fingers glinting in the porch light. 

"Dara helped me realize what kind of person you really are" he says with a smirk. "Don't expect the rest of the guys to stick by your side for long once they find out you're a snitch."

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, back the fuck up."

I know what he said wouldn't be a big deal for most, but it is for people like me. Living the way I do, your friends become your family. Snitches get beat up and ditched because there is no way that you could be part of a family and rat them out. Is he really insinuating that I am a snitch? And does he really believe whatever it is that Dara told him about me? 

"I don't know what she told you, Jimin, but I am not a fucking snitch. Are you really going to believe some jealous hoe's words over mine? I thought we were friends."

He scowls, "well, not anymore."

He holds my gaze before turning and grabbing Dara's hand, the smug look on her face making me want to combust. I should have hit him. maybe that would have knocked some sense into his head. 

I don't know why I feel so down right now, my mood ruined after such a harsh awakening. The only thing I can think of is that I just lost one of my friends to some lying bitch. His words actually hurt me, the fact that he would believe some petty girl over me  definitely stinging. 

Fine. If he wants to be that way he can. I'll wait until he gets tired of his little replacement and comes running back to apologize to me like he usually does.