The Magician || Jinkook

7.

Jin

"And you know what I saw? I totally saw me and Taehyung at the altar! I told you this is the guy I'm gonna marry, Jin!"

I can only try to ignore him as he pesters me with his love story while I work on sewing up the skirt on my design. He shakes my shoulders to get my attention and I have to stop in hopes of not ruining my hard work.

"Come on, don't ignore me!" he whines. 

"What do you want me to say?"

"I dunno, that you're happy for us maybe?"

"I don't understand why Jungkook wanted to do the trick on you in the first place."

"Apparently he needed to see if he'd done it correctly since you reacted so weirdly. Which you did, by the way. I didn't know you were a Satanist, Jin."

"I'm not! I don't even remember saying anything like that," I say while moving his hands away from me. 

It was very strange though. I may not remember exactly what I saw, but there's no denying that I cried. That's not a sign of being happy, so Jungkook probably managed to fuck up the hypnosis on me somehow. The fact that he needed to try it again proves it. That bastard. He screwed me over on stage. I knew he couldn't be trusted. 

"I'm a bit sad though," Jimin says with a sigh as he finally sits down by the sewing machine next to me. "I thought Taehyung would want to go at it all night after finding out I'm so serious about him, but he left with Jungkook instead."

"Maybe he's not that serious about you then."

"He is! He was totally happy. I don't get why he just left."

"What's the big deal anyway? You've done it with him more times than I'd ever like to have known about already. Maybe he needs a break."

Jimin laughs at me.

"A break? Wow, Jin, I can tell it's been a while since you got some action. New couples go at it several times a day if they can. It's like horny little rabbits. There's no way he'd want to slow down already. Also apparently I'm his first sexual partner, so he should be craving it even more than other people."

"Are you sure you should be telling me about this? Won't he be mad if he finds out you're sharing every little detail with me?"

"It's fine," he says without much care. "I bet he's told Jungkook all about it too. People share stuff like this with their friends all the time. At this point Jungkook probably knows what the inside of my ass feels like."

"Honestly, I think I do too at this point," I groan.

Jimin just laughs a bit while threading his sewing machine.

"Don't you think it's about time you get together with someone too?" he asks. "Jungkook is single if you're interested."

I stare at him in disbelief.

"You gotta be kidding me."

"What?"

"Why would I want to be with him? He embarrassed me in front of hundreds of people!"

"I dunno, you seemed pretty happy with him up on stage before you started crying. You touched his face and all kinds of stuff."

"I did not!"

"Bitch, I saw it with my own two eyes."

"Then I'll blame it on the illusion because there's no way I'd be interested in him. He's a fucking creep. Do you have any idea how scary it was waking up in his apartment? He has like ten locks on his front door and there was a saw and stuff on the wall. There's a high possibility he's killed someone in there."