warnings: mentions of stress, swearing, mentions of alcohol
Summary: After the eventful encounter with Jimin, his harsh words have taken a toll on Y/N. The latter decides to take a step back from reality. Except reality hits her on the face - and innocent people are dragged along.
Author's note: Chapter 3 is finally here two millennia later. I hope it makes up for the time you had to wait for.💕
"Wait- what do you mean you're stepping down from the project?", Namjoon questions, failing to cover his shock from your words. "What I mean is that I have neither the mentality nor the necessary time to continue this project, Namjoon", you huff in defeat, "I've experienced immense stress these days and I have failed miserably to put it under control - and I hate myself for that".
"If that's the case, then you should take a few days off, perhaps it will help you find your inner peace and deal with any troubles you've been facing", he replies and you release a breath you didn't know you were holding. "I really was counting on you for that project though, Y/N", Namjoon admits. "I know, and I feel terrible and useless at the same time”, you admit too. “Okay, that’s a bit too much though... Anyways, if by any chance you feel better within the next days, please inform me as soon as possible”, he says, “I’ll definitely do so. Thank you for your understanding Namjoon, I truly appreciate it and again, I’m really sorry for letting you down”, you reply right before you end the phone call.
You plop down on your bed, feeling heavy and disappointed. Disappointed in yourself, for letting down your boss and friend. All because of a personal grudge.
“You think you’re someone on a high pedestal and that you’re always the good example, only because you've set a good image on your social media".
Wrong. Wrong. Wrong.
Jimin's words were still ringing in your ears, making your stomach churn painfully. You hated how a few words could crush your morale, you hated how true every single word was and most of all, you hated him.
You hated Park Jimin with all your heart. But alas, you couldn't bring yourself to admit that. Why? Because everyone around you loved him, whether they were his friends or his fans. His smooth talking, his manners, his everything. You were jealous of him and you couldn't do anything to fight that hideous and toxic feeling. And that's how you ended up in this state - the state of having given up on everything.
"You weak, stupid bitch!", you yelled to yourself as you threaded your fingers in your hair, head bent between your knees. You wanted to escape from reality, even momentarily.
You needed a drink.
You dragged your feet to the kitchen and started rummaging the cupboards, in an attempt to find an alcoholic beverage. But alas, you had none. "Fuck, what now...?", you mumble while scratching your head. "Ugh, I guess the bar should do...". You lazily put on a pair of sneakers and your coat, you stuffed the keys and your phone in the pockets, grabbed your purse and left your apartment, heading to the bar.
About ten minutes later, you entered the bar, which wasn't full, surprisingly. You seated yourself on the stool . "Good evening, miss. What can I get you- Oh, Y/N", the bartender says and you give him a half-hearted smile. "Good evening to you too, Hwiyoung", you reply. "You look really tired. The usual?", Hwiyoung asks with a concerned look and you shake your head in a negative manner. "Nope. A double scotch, no ice", you announce and he looks at you with shock. "Damn Y/N, you must be going through some serious shit to ask for heavy alcohol", "Ugh, just give me the damn scotch, Hwiyoung", "Yes ma'am", he chuckles and starts filling a glass with the requested alcoholic drink.
"So, what's up?", he asks while resting against the counter. "Trouble with celebrity life?", he jokes and you roll your eyes. "Pfft, celebrity my ass", you scoff and take a sip from your scotch. "Okay, who are you and what did you do to the Y/N I know and follow on Instagram?", "She's not available at the moment, please try again later", you joke half-heartedly (again). "At least you haven't lost your sassiness", Hwiyoung laughs and pours a drink for himself as well. "Aren't you supposed to not be drinking while working?", you raise an eyebrow at his direction. "Aren't you supposed to not look like this?", and he points to your outfit. "What's wrong with my outfit?", "You look like a drunk, miserable beggar", he replies with a stone cold face. "Hey, I'm not a beggar!", you whine in defeat, "True, but you look miserable and you'll be drunk in a few minutes", Hwiyoung adds.
"Okay fine, you got me, I'm a miserable bitch who thought that being a social media star would solve all of her problems and would make her desirable to the people around her", you say in a rush and the man in front of you is left stunned. "Didn't see that coming, did you?", you ask Hwiyoung nonchalantly and he shakes his head in disagreement, "Nope, I did not. Wanna talk about it?", he asks.
"Are you willing to listen?"
"If I wasn't, why would I ask you in the first place, Y/N?"
"Good point".
After two more glasses of scotch, you had told the entire story to Hwiyoung, who was silent the whole time, carefully listening to your rant and drinking his beer. By the time you knew it, it was already midnight and the bar was empty, except for you and him, still seated on the stools. Your speech was much slower now and slightly slurred, the effects of the heavy alcohol fully kicked into your system.
"Well, that's some real ass celeb drama you got in your hands, missy", Hwiyoung states as he starts cleaning the counter and turning off the lights of the bar. "Mmhm, c-celeb dr-rama it is...", you mumble drunkenly and you sluggishly reach out over the counter, as in wanting more alcohol. "Oh no no no no, no more of that for you", he swats your hand away and you whine. "Heyyyyy, I paid for thaaaat~", you pout and he rolls his eyes at you. "You paid shit, but that's not something to discuss right now. Come on, let's get you home", he comes next to you and helps you stand on your feet. "Do you remember your address? Or should I take you to my place?", he nudges you to get your attention. "Sleepyyy...Wanna go homeeee...", you slur again, "My place it is, then", he announces and he closes the bar, right before calling a taxi.
You feel yourself being lifted into a pair of strong arms, as Hwiyoung lays you on the bed and you squirm around, trying to get comfortable in your drunken state. "I'm cooold", you complain and he chuckles, "Yes ma'am", and he drapes a blanket on top of your body, the warmth wrapping you instantly and putting you in fast sleep. He watches you finally settle and he releases a breath he didn't know he was holding. He opens his closet and takes off his clothes, changing into a t-shirt and a pair of sweats. He approaches you one last time and pulls a strand of your hair away from your face. "Sleep well, missy", he whispers and leaves the bedroom, heading to the living room and sleep on the couch.
You wake up the next morning with a terrible headache, everything around you is still blurry due to the hangover. You still struggle with your vision, but you're able to understand that you're not in your bedroom and definitely not in your house. You start panicking and remove the blanket from your body, trying to stand up but failing miserably, ending up on the floor with a thump. "Owww...", you wince in pain and try to get up again, but this time, you're helped by a pair of strong arms, the same pair of arms that carried you here last night. "Whoa there, not so fast, missy", Hwiyoung says, as he pulls you up, your legs still wobbly.
"Hwiyoung? What the fuck? Where am I?", you ask, still confused. "You're in my house, Y/N. You came in the bar last night in a very bad psychological state, poured your heart out and drunk - a lot. You weren't able to tell me your address, so I brought you here to sleep. Sorry for that", he rubs his neck awkwardly and he gives you a glass of water and some painkillers. "Jesus Christ, I must have been a huge pain in the ass. I'm the one who should apologize, Hwiyoung", you admit as you swallow the pills and drink water.
"Don't worry, it's all good. Besides, there was no way I would leave you in that state", he smiles and you can't help but smile back. Suddenly, you are hit with a realization and search for your purse. "What are you looking for, Y/N?", Hwiyoung asks and you put a handful of bills on his hand. "Uh- what is that?", "The money I owe you for last night's drinks, you idiot", you chide and he laughs. Your conversation is cut short by your phone ringing repeatedly, the incoming notifications flooding your screen non-stop. "Does that thing ever stop ringing?", he jokes and you brush him off, while opening your phone.
Lia: 12 missed calls, 3 unread messages
Minnie: 10 missed calls, 2 unread messages
"Sheesh, were they that worried?", you mumble, albeitly surprised at the notifications your friends left. However, the content of the messages makes you freeze in your tracks and you feel your energy being drained from your body in a instant.
Lia has shared a link.
Lia: BITCH WTF??? WHERE ARE YOU??? EVERYONE IS GOING HAYWIRE
You open the link Lia sent you and you try to get a hold from something sturdy, as you feel like fainting. "Y/N? What's wrong? Y/N, please talk to me!", Hwiyoung yells as he tries to shake you from your trance. You mindlessly give him your phone and he plucks it out of your hands to read the one thing that made you lose your shit in the first place.
Lia: Y/N PLEASE ANSWER MY MESSAGES I'M FUCKING DYING HERE
Minnie: Y/N, PLEASE PICK UP THE DAMN PHONE, I'M FREAKING OUT
Minnie: Dammit Y/N, don't leave us hanging...
"Breaking Gossip: Fashion Blogger Y/N caught in a drunk state - Exclusive Photos!"
"Last night, fashion blogger and celebrity Y/N was seen in a drunken state, exiting one of the most notorious bars of the city at late hours. She's pictured being helped by a young unknown man, who appears to be an employee at the aforementioned bar. Who is that man and most importantly, what is happening with the celebrity?"
"What the fuck? Y/N, what is that shit?!", Hwiyoung yells again, but you are unable to answer. "Y/N, look at me, what is going on?", he asks you again, as he is looking into your eyes, which are full of salty tears. "Hwi, I'm so sorry, I have no idea what's going on...", you whisper with a broken voice, still not being able to understand the situation.
Your phone rings again abruptly and an unknown number is flashing on the screen. You open the screen again, trying to shake off some part of your panic and read the message.
summary: Y/N and Jimin meet for the interview and Y/N gets to know a bit more about the mysterious (and handsome) blogger... But at what cost?
Author’s note: Chapter 2 is out! It took me a long time to start writing, since I wanted to actually plan out the storyline. Enjoy!
As you were streching your limbs under the warm blankets, the sunlight filling your bedroom, you checked your phone for the time: 9:03 PM. Yesterday was rather eventful and that partially affected your sleep too. You didn’t really feel like getting out of bed, but unfortunately, you had. And the cherry on top was that you had to meet the one man responsible for this mess: Park Jimin.
You had three hours until the meeting, but you had to prepare for everything: the questions you would ask him, your mentality and your outfit. Especially your outfit. The mere thought made you groan in detest. You honestly had a lot of better things to do rather than interview an egoistic prick like him. Even if he was cute- shut the fuck up, you bitch, he’s your enemy, you mentally scold yourself. You whine and finally get up, going straight to the bathroom to wash your face and do your usual routine. As you were preparing your breakfast, you turned on your laptop and created a new file where you would write down the questions you were planning to ask during the interview.
Your toaster made the familiar ‘ding!’ and you removed the bread slices, putting them on your plate. You take the strawberry jam out of the cupboard above your head and open it to spread some on the bread. In the meantime, you filled your cup with some coffee and sat down to enjoy your breakfast. Eating breakfast always lifted up your mood and you definitely needed this mood boost now. You took a big bite and started writing the questions for the interview.
"Hmm, where should I begin?....Aha! What was the reason that made you decide to become a blogger?" you talk to yourself and write down the first question. As you were typing on your keyboard, your phone rings with an incoming call from Lia. You save the document for now and pick up the call.
“Good morning Lia!”, you answer with a chirpy tone. “Someone woke up in a good mood. Did you sleep well, Y/N?” she asks. “To be honest, not really, but I’m eating breakfast right now, so that helps a lot. Besides, I need to mentally prepare myself for today”, and you mentally roll your eyes. “Wait, you have schedules today?! Aren’t you coming to work?” Lia asks, partially shocked. “Unfortunately I won’t be able to stop by the office today. I have an outdoors schedule and I didn’t even get the chance to say no, because a certain egoistic prick of a blogger thought it was a nice idea to do an interview in the middle of the week!”, you whine through the phone to your friend. “Aww, that’s too bad, I wanted to buy you a blueberry muffin- wait, did you just say that you’ll meet with Jimin for his interview?!” Lia squeals in excitement and you internally cringe at her reaction. “I seriously cannot understand yours and Minnie’s obsession over him. There’s literally nothing special about him!” you add in annoyance. “Yeah yeah, whatever you say, miss I-hate-Park-Jimin-with-all-my-heart Y/n. Anyways, when will you meet him?” Lia asks. “I’m supposed to meet him at the Bonne Nuit hotel at 12AM” you reply lazily and take another sip from your coffee. “WHAT? Y/N IT’S ALREADY 11 AM, WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING” Lia screams from the other end of the line and you nearly choke on your coffee as the realization hits. “Fuck- Lia, I’m sorry, I gotta hang up now, bye!” you hastily say and end the call, as you rush to your bedroom.
You open your closet in a hurry and start searching through the hangers to pick a decent-looking outfit. You whip out a lilac shirt and a pair of high-waist jeans, along with a pair of low-heeled nude slingbacks and you put them on without second thoughts. You run to the bathroom to apply some makeup, so that you won’t look like a total zombie in front of Jimin. As you pack your bag in a rush and leave your apartmnet, you check your phone for the time: 11:30AM. Shit, I’m gonna be late, you mentally scold yourself and start waving on the road, hoping a taxi would pull over.
Twenty-five minutes later, you arrive in front of the hotel entrance, panting heavily. Suddenly, your phone rings and you take it from your bag. You open the screen, only to see a message from Jimin himself:
Park Jimin (11:47 AM): The photoshoot isn't over yet, I'll be down in 15 minutes or so.
You were fuming with anger. He didn't even have the decency to type a sorry. And on top of that, you didn't even get the time to finish all the questions on your laptop- Wait, where's my laptop? you think and start rummaging your bag. You forgot your laptop in the house. "I'm so fucked" you huff out. "Why did it have to be me? And WHY TODAY?" you yell to the sky out of frustration. You try to calm yourself down and think rationally. Well, as rationally as you can, under these circumstances.
"Fuck it, might as well take it out on him, at least I'll be relieved", you say and storm into the hotel.
You make way to the reception, anger visible on your face. "Excuse me, where can I find that assh- mr. Park Jimin? I was informed he was having a photoshoot here?" you ask the receptionist and she replies with a smile, "Yes, he's in the room 1310, on the 10th floor". "Thank you very much" you reply as calmly as possible and you run into the elevator, press the 10th floor button and wait till it reaches its destination.
As the elevator stops and the doors open, you jog to the room and you see the door of the designated room slightly open. You push it and start searching around, some staff looking at you shocked. "Park Jimin, where the hell are you?" you yell and he appears from the bathroom - wearing only a pair of black tight slacks, and your eyes widen at the sight of his well-defined abdomen. "Well well, if it isn't the dearest Y/N. Everyone, this is Y/L/N Y/F/N, some of you might know her from her IG, she'll be the one to interview me today" Jimin speaks up with a sickly sweet smile and you feel your stomach nearly churn at him. He eyes you up and down for a few seconds and he nods at you to follow him. You roll your eyes and follow him nonetheless.
You both sit on the table in the balcony and Jimin goes back inside to drape a white shirt on his shoulders and returns to his seat. You shift uncomfortably in your seat, trying to calm down. "Is something bothering you, love?" he asks nonchalantly. "You... should get dressed, you might get cold" you clear your throat and respond to Jimin. "Don't worry love, I'm not cold at all. I'm actually worried about you", he leans in and taps his fingers lightly on the table. "About me? How so?" you raise a brow at Jimin and he smirks. "Because you've been staring at my chest for an awfully long time. I thought you were here to interview me, love.", he chuckles. "Wow, aren't you full of yourself" you bite back and he laughs, "Aren't you sassy, miss Y/N".
“Shall we get started?”, you ask slightly irritated. “Oh, but of course, go ahead, love“, Jimin lays back on his chair, slightly manspreading and his naked torso peeking through the white shirt. You clear your throat once more and squeeze your brain to remember the questions you were supposed to ask him. “First things first, thank you for giving me this chance to interview you” you start and he sends a wink, supposedly as a ‘thank you’. “You have become the talk of the town these past few weeks thanks to your astonishing rise in social media. What is the reason behind your sudden success?” “HonestIy, I don’t think I do something special. I just post pictures from my everyday life, just like you. No filters, no extra poses or clothes, just me.” Jimin casually replies. “Not a lot of people are brave enough to post their unfiltered version on social media for everyone to see. As a fellow blogger, I applaud that” you admit. “What made you decide to become a blogger in the first place? Was there a person who was a strong influence to you and you aspired to become like them?” you proceed with the question.
“I’ve told you before, it was you who inspired me, Y/N. Even if you refuse to believe it” Jimin softly smiles and you feel your heart skip a beat involuntarily. “T-This isn’t about me, it’s your interview, Jimin. Besides, flattery won’t get you anywhere” you reply immediately. “This wasn’t flattery love, I’m just answering your question” he smirks. That sly bastard, you mentally curse at him. “You seem to be a really busy man with a lot of interests. How do you manage to make time for yourself?” you ask, your ulterior motive being to put him in a tight position. But his answer caught you by surprise like a deer in headlights.
“If by time for myself you mean time for going out with friends and having a relationship, this was never part of my life as a blogger” Jimin says, his face now clouded in sadness. “Excuse me I don’t think I follow...” you shake your head in denial, still trying to process his words. “What? You didn’t expect it, Y/N?” he asks with a cold tone. “But you...” “Me what? Just because I look outgoing and I’m gentle around the people who talk to me then that means I’m a - what was it again? Ah yes, a fuckboy who likes flirting around with girls” he adds, his tone almost venomous. You felt your stomach twist badly and your chest tightening with every passing second. “Yes, you might be a very successful blogger with a prestigious job and friends who love you, but that doesn’t mean that you’re the blueprint, Y/N. There are other people who actually look up to you, because they think you’re a genuinely good person”, Jimin continues relentlessly, “Stop..” you beg, tears threatening to spill from your eyes. “No Y/N, I won’t stop. You think you’re someone on a high pedestal and that you’re always the good example, only because you have set up a good image on your social media” and he leans over the table, his face inching closer to yours. “You’re Oh. So. Wrong.”
Slap!
Jimin is frozen in his spot, his porcelain cheek now red from your slap. He turns t you to see your eyes filled with tears, face twisted from anger and hate. “You have no fucking idea about me, Park Jimin. And you wish you had never met me” you spit back. You stand up and pick your bag, storming out of the hotel room and running to the elevator, pressing the button in a haste, trying to get out of this place as fast as possible. You run out of the hotel and wave to a taxi to pick you. The ride back home passes in a blur and as soon as you get into your apartment, you scream and burst into tears, curled up on the floor, letting out all the pent up anger and sadness. You had figured out he was smug and confident, but you could have never expected him to be so damn rude. “FUCK YOU PARK JIMIN!”, you scream and grab the vase from the living room table and throw it, landing on the wall with a loud crash, breaking into pieces. Everything around you feels like it has stopped and that exact moment, the realization hits you:
genre: strangers-to-enemies-to-lovers, fluff, crack, angst (ft. other idols)
summary: Reader and Jimin have an eventful meeting at a bar, they end up in the same workspace and reader finds out that Jimin is a blogger too. They compete against each other on who will be the most successful blogger, only to find out that they have more in common than they thought.
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Author's note: There won't be a predetermined update schedule, since the author (me lol) is most of the time trying to survive university💀
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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.
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