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"You want me to beat him up for you?"

"Beat him up, or get your ass beat, Tae?"

Through tears, you allow a soft giggle to escape, flattered by the efforts Jimin and his roommates have gone through to try and cheer you up. You're sitting in Jimin's shared apartment, the first place he practically dragged you to after forcing you away from Jungkook's door without causing a scene.

"I'm not gonna just sit back and watch you hurt yourself over that idiot any longer," he had said, or rather yelled. If your neighbors didn't hate you before, they definitely do now.

And to think Jungkook didn't hear me come home at all. He was too busy...

You shudder at the thought.

"I still think I could take him," Taehyung crosses his arms, a cute pout in place as he leans farther into the couch, clearly offended by his best friends low confidence in his fighting skills. "Or maybe all of us could take him, the three of us. A threesome!" Both males glue their eyes to Taehyung's face in complete shock at his weird word choice.

You giggle anyways, wiping away your tears with the heels of your hands before forcing a small smile onto your lips. "Thanks for the offer, Taehyung," a rectangle smile beams from the boy and you return it, only less rectangular and a lot less cute.

"You're a pretty girl, Y/N, I'm sure there's other guys out there for you," Hoseok pauses briefly to give his roommate a weird stare. "Like Jimin, for example."

"Hyung," Jimin warns, eyes trying to unsuccessfully melt Hoseok away before he can say anything else, but the older only ignores him, turning mischievous eyes back to your amused expression.

"Let me put it this way, I only met you once but it feels like we're close, he never stops talking about you! On the first day of school he said he met the most beautiful girl he ever laid eyes on and-- OW! You little-- "

You fight against the urge to laugh as the boys start their slapfest on the couch, Taehyung trying to pull them apart with an entertained smile of his own spread across his face. You almost forget about Jungkook until his face flashes behind your eyes, heart cramping in your chest and in the next second the dark cloud is once again hanging dangerously low above your head.

You sulk, not realizing a harsh sigh lashed out as you run your hands through your hair in frustration.

What do all those girl have that I don't?

You already think you know that answer to that.

Sex.

Maybe he'll come around if I give in, sleep with him. I mean, if I'm going to lose my virginity it might as well be to--

You shake your head violently. "What the hell are you thinking?" you scold yourself, tapping your knuckles against the side of your head.

"Guys, I think Y/N has finally lost it," you hear Hoseok whisper to his friends to which you quickly clear your throat, back straightening in an attempt to look more normal than you feel.

Your breath catches as Jimin leans closer, eyes capturing yours as his hand reaches out to brush your arm. You press your lips together, goosebumps forming all over your body from his intense stare, concern evident across his handsome face.

"Are you hungry?" You begin to shake your head but he only cups your cheek to stop you. "You need to eat something, I'll have Hoseok whip something up for you."

"Why me?! She's your girl!"

"Because you're the least likely to burn the place down!" Hoseok can't argue, especially after taking in your apologetic expression. At first your brain is too jumbled to catch last part, mouth popping into a small 'O' as the words finally sink in.

I'm not Jimin's girl... but I could be. That's what Jimin wants, and he knows what he wants, unlike someone whose made it clear he doesn't really want me, not in the way I want him at least.

"I'll help you!" You insist as Hoseok begins to head towards the kitchen.

"It's okay, Y/N-- " You cut Jimin off before he can continue, giving him your best reassuring smile.

"I want to help, besides, it will... distract me," that and you need to get away from Jimin before he completely melts your heart from the subtle touches and heavy stares, you're too flustered, mind disoriented from tonights events.

"Let the girl be, Jimin! She's not even your girlfriend yet, you really need to learn how to share!" Jimin's face turns red, pushing Tae slightly before turning back to face you.

You give Jimin one last comforting smile and he sighs, dropping his hand from your face to card a it through his hair, a habit you noticed he can't seem to break.

It's cute.

"Call me if you need anything," his dazzling smile is back even though it doesn't reach his worrying eyes and you heart skips, realizing how involved he's become, how his concern for you is truly authentic. "But," he stands as his hands dig into jean pockets, leaning down until his lips brush your ear lightly. "I'm not sharing you with anyone," and with that he leans back, flashing a smirk before turning to follow Taehyung down the hall to what you guess is his bedroom.

You wait for them to round the corner before clutching your chest and letting out the breath you were holding.

This boy will be the death of you.

A/N♡:

This is more of a filler chapter!

Let's turn the heat up, shall we? ;)))))