TRUST ME ((jimin YANDERE X Reader 21+))

NINE: your man

Jimin p.o.v

[ Sorry, I was really busy with work and getting settled ]

With a small sigh, Jimin's eyes traced the message from y/n for the millionth time, desperately trying to assure himself that there was more.

There had to be more.

20 messages.

Jimin had sent 20 messages to her and this was all he recieved back--a single lonesome text with not even any hint of excitement or gratefulness to hear from him.

And it really hurt.

Rubbing his eyes, Jimin sighed again and started packing the things stop the library study table into his bag. He had spent a sleepless weekend, eyes focused on his phone as he waited for y/n to respond. At first, he had replayed their study date over and over in his head, trying to determine what he did wrong. Yet no matter how hard he thought about it, the only mistake was maybe not insisting for her to stay.

"Oh my gosh, I--I totally forgot the notes I need to do my assignment! Crap, it's due tonight too....I better go home since I take forever to do these things."

Surprised and worried, Jimin had walked her out, struggling to grapple with the situation. Now, he realized he should have told her to sit down and have a cup of tea while he drove over to Yugyeom's place, grabbed her notes and came back.

"Ah--"

Shaking his head furiously to erase the regret, Jimin zipped his bag and began walking to the cafeteria when a sudden bzz rocked his phone. Immediately, he whipped it out, praying for some miracle that it was a follow-up from y/n--

[ Yooo hyeong! ]

[ Hanging with jihyo and crew. Wanna join??? ]

Jimin felt his mood darken at the sight of Jihyo but then a thought crossed his mind.

Maybe y/n is there too?

It was too good an opportunity to miss. Jimin texted a hurried yes and then jogged into the nearest washroom to fix his hair.

English tables, English tables....At this hour, you probably were free and eating lunch. Crew meant the usuals, didn't it? And you were best friends with Jihyo so you had to be there.

Breathe, breathe Jimin, he reminded himself as he exited the washroom and made the anxious yet anticipatory tread through quad towards the outdoor seating area. She'll probably be on her laptop, pretending to be busy. She won't mind if you sit next to her and start your own conversation. She won't mind, will she?

"Hyung!"

Yugyeom's voice rang like a broadcast prep warning. Heart thudding maniacally, Jimin raised his head and found him amongst the sea of tables, eyes shifting to scope the surroundings.

Jihyo, Sana, Hanbin, Bobby, Ryujin....

But no you.

"Ah, here comes the lone ranger," Yugyeom smirked as Jimin approached, disappointment already eating his insides. "Yah, where were you this morning hyung? I texted you a thousand times!"