Filter - Chapter 4
blogger!Jimin x blogger!fem!reader
genre: nothing specific tbh
warnings: food, cursing, fake dating
Summary: As Y/N is trying to get out of the predicament she’s facing, Jimin is offering a deal as her guardian angel - or a deal with the devil.
Author’s note: Guess who’s back again HAH. It was about time Filter got the update it deserved, even if it’s lowkey short :”)
Taglist: @intokook @bluejaem @cyclothimikhh @vonvi-blog @rjsmochii @just-another-race-to-anyways
Y/N, it’s Jimin. We need to talk.
You have read the sentence at least five times in the span of thirty seconds, yet your expression seems to have frozen in time. As if you couldn’t already deal with the predicament that has found you, now you have to deal with him.
You wanted to scream. Disappear from planet Earth with a snap of your fingers, as if you were Thanos. Why did this have to happen? And why now?
"Y/N, I swear to God, if you don't move or say something, I will lose whatever sanity is left in me", Hwiyoung breaks the silence and snaps you out of your trance. "I'm sorry, Hwi, this is none of your fault, yet you got caught up in the storm", you admit with guilt, fiddling with the hem of your clothes. “But I can promise you this - I will find a way to clear up this mess and get you away from this”, you muster up your courage.
“What happened within these few seconds and made you turn back to your usual self?”, he cocks an eyebrow. “What do you mean ‘my usual self’?”, you cross your arms in front of your chest. “Y’know, acting all girlboss and stuff”, he snorts and you shoot him a glare. “Hey, it was a compliment!”, “Didn’t sound like one though”, you mutter and Hwiyoung laughs.
“I’m curious about one thing”, “Shoot”, you say.
“How exactly are you going to clear up your reputation?”. You gulp audibly and scratch the back of your neck anxiously. “Um, well...There’s a person who might be able to help me with that, although I don’t really trust him”. “Do you have any other choice?”, “I’m afraid not”, you admit, as you pick up your stuff, getting ready to leave. “Then God better put his hand and make this work”, Hwiyoung raises his arms in defeat.
Right before opening the door, you turn to your friend. “Thank you, Hwiyoung. For everything”, you smile. “Anytime, girlboss”.
You carefully check the road before you call for a taxi, not wanting to get caught by paparazzi cameras again, like last night. You check the number who texted you this morning and notice that it’s not the same number you had saved under Jimin’s name. You press the ‘call’ button and wait a few seconds before your beloathed influencer picks up.
“Hello?”
“You have two minutes to explain what the fuck you want and another twenty minutes to get ready and meet me at the cafeteria across the company”, you deadpan impatiently.
“Okay damn, didn’t expect you to be this eager for my help”, Jimin chuckles. “Don’t get full of yourself, Park, I’m doing this to save my friend from this goddamn mess”, you grit your teeth.
“I see. Then I guess we better talk face to face, ‘cause these things can’t be discussed through the phone”, “Fine by me. Hanging up now, my ride is here”, you announce and end the call abruptly.
Twenty minutes later, you’re outside the cafeteria and spot Jimin inside, in the far corner, mindlessly scrolling on his phone. You take a deep breath and open the door, heading straight to the table he’s sitting. He lifts his head and greets you with a small smile, closing his phone and placing it face down on the table.
“Ever the perfectionist, even in your meetings, dear Y/N”, he comments and you glare at him, while plopping down on the chair. “Honestly, the last thing I want to deal with is your comments. I’m here for far more important business”. “Straight to the point, I see. It must be way more serious that I thought, huh?”, he asks and you nod affirmatively. “I hate to admit it, but yes, it’s really bad. And it’s not just about me”, “Yeah, I know, you want to save your friend from this mess”, Jimin adds. “Lucky for you, I can help you with your problem....But I’ll need your smooth and total cooperation for my plan to work”.
“I don’t like where this is going...”, you mutter and rub your knuckles. “First of all, I need to know what is your relationship with the guy in the pics that circulated on the internet”, Jimin’s tone dropping and his demeanor getting more serious.
“Hwiyoung is a friend and nothing more. He runs the bar I got out of last night and I’m a regular there. I’ve supported him ever since he told me he wanted to open his own shop and he has been supporting me as well”, you explain and the fond memories of an excited Hwiyoung sharing his ideas on the bar and the entire process unfold in front of your eyes like a movie, smiling with nostalgia.
“Onto the next question”, he cuts your trail of thoughts. “What were you doing in the bar last night?”.
“What kind of question is that, Jimin?”, “A normal one, Y/N”, “As far as I know, people go to a bar to drink a bit of alcohol and have a good time”, you press your lips in a thin line. “Well, you didn’t seem like you had the time of your life after coming out with fucking physical support”, “So what if I did? I’m free to do whatever the fuck I want. And I don’t remember appointing you as my supervisor”, you sneer and Jimin pokes his cheek with his tongue in annoyance.
“Listen, I’m trying to help you, but you obviously don’t want to cooperate with me”, “How the hell am I supposed to cooperate when you ask such personal questions?! This is a matter of privacy!”, you whisper-yell. “Sorry to break it to you, sweetheart, but your privacy is not so private anymore, and everyone thinks you’re dating your friend!”, Jimin retorts angrily.
You slump back into your seat, feeling absolutely defeated. For fucks sake, you just wanted to drink in peace. The downsides of being a public person, huh, you think and curse mentally. “What do you suggest we do?”, you run your hands through your hair.
“A publicity stunt”.
“Of what kind?”, you ask with curiosity, even if your gut feeling screams imminent danger at his next words.
“Fake dating”.
What. The. Fuck.
You don’t know whether you should laugh or slap Jimin, because his plan is absolutely ridiculous. “You’ve got to be kidding me, right?”, you snort. But Jimin is looking you dead in the eyes and you drop the funny act. “Oh God, you’re serious”, you grimace, “Of course I’m serious. How do you expect people to believe you’re not dating Hwiyoung?”, he explains. “Still, the public eye isn’t that gullible and if they find out about the stunt, they will not let it die down for months”.
“Then I guess we’re stuck together for the next few months, baby”, he smirks and you raise your arm in an attempt to hit him. “You love watching me suffer, don’t you, Park Jimin?”, “That I do. But might as well make it fun, right?”, “Yeah, fun for you, asshole”, you scoff angrily.
“So... Does that mean we have a deal?”, he asks and extends his hand towards you, hoping you’ll reciprocate the handshake. You bite your bottom lip in frustration as you think of all the possible outcomes of this disastrous idea. Yet no matter how many time you think it over, you always end up with the same conclusion.
You have no other choice.
“We have a deal”, you finally give your hand and complete the handshake, earning a victorious smile from Jimin. “Oh, I almost forgot!”, he chirps and open his phone camera. “We need to take a selfie!”, “Sure, why not?”, you shrug and pose cutely, the camera clicking and saving the picture. “Okay, since we managed to sort everything out, I should be taking my leave”, you say and get up. “We’ll be in touch”, and Jimin nods, watching you walk away.
“And now the real fun begins~”, he smirks to himself, immediately pulling out his phone, his plan already starting to unfold.
You finally get to lay on your bed after a day full of turns and surprises, feeling slightly better, knowing that there might be light at the end of the tunnel.
As if on cue, you hear the familiar notification sound of your phone go off and you open the screen, checking your IG account.
In all seriousness, you wish you hadn’t done it.
Your eyes go wide with horror when you see the selfie you took with Jimin posted on his account with the caption “coffee date with the loml <3″ and people going absolutely feral in the comments section.
“OMGOMGOMG I KNEW ITTTTT”
“power couple wbk yall”
“is this real??? Park Jimin and Y/N L/N dating???”
You were absolutely fuming. You wanted to run to Jimin’s apartment and punch the living daylights out of him. He really stoop that low and did that, as if you were actually dating him.
Coincidentally enough, your phone pings again, but this time, it’s a message from Hwiyoung. You open it and see the attached post. You can already feel the sarcasm seeping through your phone, as you read his message:
hwihwi: if that was the plan you were talking about, might as well dig your grave now and throw yourself inside lmao
Your nails click furiously as you message your friend back.
girlboss bitch: WHAT THE FUCK DUDE I HAD NO IDEA HE’D ACTUALLY DO SMTH LIKE THAT, THIS SHORT SNAKE
You close your phone and throw it on your bed and you plop back on the mattress, looking at the ceiling of your room.
“You really are testing me, aren’t you?”.