#highschool jimin

[trulylino]

=> Lunchtime Blues - PJM

Pairing: jimin x gn!reader

Genre: fluff

Summary: Drabble version of this headcannon post, requested by anon.

Warnings: head banging, swearing

Word count: 1.2k

Request: "Hello!!!! Can I please request a fic (or drabble whatever you prefer) of jimins high school boyfriend trope? He’s clinging to reader for the whole day but at lunch she tells him she’s sitting with her friends and he gets all pouty and soft. I feel like it would be really cute!! Thank you so much"

A/N: this was my first request so I really hope I did it justice! Thank you so much for requesting!

Masterlist

Jimin had been following you around like a lost puppy all day. You never managed to get through two minutes of doing anything without a whine coming from his mouth, a "Y/nnnnn," following shortly after. You knew this was true in fact, because at one point you started timing. His record was currently one minute and forty six seconds.

You didn't mind him hanging around you, not really, as much as you teased him for being clingy. It gave you someone to talk to as you 'studied', not that you managed to get much of that done with him by your side. He provided mindless chatter, hand holding and general comfort which prevented you from banging your head against the nearest wall in boredom. Of course there were also the kisses in the corner of the classroom when every one else had left so they could go to their next period and the paper aeroplanes he threw to you from the other side of the room confessing his love when the teacher's back was turned.

In short, Jimin couldn't stand to be apart from you, especially at school. A study period currently lay between you and lunchtime and you had certain plans to meet with your friends and they involved abandoning Jimin. He really was like a lost puppy. You might have to find a pet rescue centre for him at this point. Perhaps drop him off at the lost and found and pick him up at the end of the day.

"Y/nnn..." He started, there it was again. He had nearly beaten his record at a whopping minute and thirty nine.

"Jiminnnn.." You replied, matching his tone in mocking. He was so sweet like this head on his desk gazing up at you. He had insisted on dragging your neighbouring table next to yours to form a double desk which left you constantly fearing that you would elbow him in the face. He had then promised that he didn't care and you could elbow him all you wanted.

"Stop studying and pay attention to me, I miss you." There was his familiar pout, ready to manipulate you into spending your every waking moment with him, not that you needed much convincing.

"I'm literally sitting right next to you, idiot." You rolled your eyes and his head shot up.

"Hold my hand then, or let me play with your hair, it'll relax you, promise." You considered your options, deciding that the latter would be much better and might stop him from distracting you for a few minutes. You turned to him fully, planting a quick kiss on his upper lip before turning back to your work.

"As long as you don't mess it up, you can braid it or something." You could practically hear his beam from next to you and when you directed your gaze towards him you couldn't help but smile back. His grin was so infectious and you felt your heart swell with love at the sight of him.

After ten or so minutes of vague chatting and nearly falling asleep at his relaxing head massage you finally decided that you had studied enough. Jimin of course was ecstatic, how couldn't he be? There was now nothing to distract his y/n from him!

"Look how well your hand fits in mine y/nie." He smiled again as he slipped his hand into yours. God, you loved the way his eyes twinkled.

"Maybe we should leave it like that for a while then." You whispered, entranced by his stare.

"Can I kiss you?" He whispered back, everything else going out of focus except for him and his voice.

"You can always kiss me, Jimin."

"Perfect." He leaned in, slowly, not like the pecks you two normally gave each other when there were other people in the room. It was still short, you weren't about to have a full on make out session in front of everyone (not that anyone was paying attention to the back of the class). His plump lips felt so inviting and fresh and only made you want to fall asleep in his embrace.

"Did you get a new lip balm flavour?" You quizzed. They had tasted slightly more like cherry than you remember them tasting, and you had seen him apply something before class.

"Yeah! I thought you would like it!" He leant in once more and gave you another quick kiss, taking a note of your own lip balm. "Strawberry? Boring." He laughed at you, "Be original for once, y/n." You huffed at him, nose flaring at his teasing before being pulled into a hug, his arm around your shoulder. You snuggled into it, glancing at the clock quickly.

"Shit, we have to go for lunch soon, I'm meeting my friends." You started, feeling his arms tense around you. Instantly you began to panic. What was wrong? He never froze like that unless you had upset him. Was he really mad that you were eating lunch with your friends? He had friends as well?

"You can't leave me y/nie. What will I do without you?" He began. Here comes the onslaught of complaints, you sighed. "I'll be so lonely all by myself." He pouted directly at you. His eyes weren't going to break you this time.

"You have loads of other friends Jimin, you won't be lonely, stupid."

"I think I'm going to get separation anxiety, no, no, I'm already feeling it babe." This was the point when he began to fake cry and you were almost grateful for the bell ringing loudly as it meant you could give him a peck and run away. You would just spoil him with your love later anyway.

"Bye Minnie!" You giggled, attempting to get up from your chair. When you stayed firmly rooted to the ground you gave Jimin a stern look. He had resorted to the lowest of the low, wrapping his foot round the leg of your chair and grabbing your arm to stop you from leaving. "Jimin, I promise I'll talk to you after, I need to go see my friends," you begged, pulling your best cute face in an attempt to get him to listen.

"Don't leave me!" He argued, "You can't!" You sighed, dramatically, and pulled him in for a hug in your awkward half standing position before reaching to his arms and tickling him. He promptly let you go with a squeal and you darted away, sticking your tongue out while he was left squirming in his chair.

"I love you!" You called as you jogged away, teeth showing as you smiled.

"I love you too," he answered to himself. You couldn't hear him from that distance.

"Oh, you are so in loveeee." He heard from behind him as Namjoon patted him on the back and Jungkook made kissey noises next to him. This was going to be one hell of a lunchtime.

・・・・・・

There you were! His love, reunited at last! He ran up to you as soon as he saw you, burying his head in the crook of your neck, "Y/n, never abandon me again."

"I won't, Jimin, I won't."

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[flynnfires]

HS! JIMIN x Bookworm! READER (Part 2)

To the girl who suggested my favorite novel,

I think you've noticed it by now-- noticed that I was a regular in the library, that in every section you were in I was there picking out a book and that across your usual spot was this chinky-eyed male with plump cheeks, and jet black hair, who wore rectangular glasses. We didn't interact, but I'm pretty sure my presence was already being acknowledged. I don't know if I was annoying you but every isle I was in, you left. I was stubborn so I’d follow you to the next isle you went to-- and the next, and the next-- until you stopped. Looking back at it now, it was a very creepy move but something told me that you didn't find it creepy at all.

In the corner of my eyes, I could only see half of your face, but that was already enough. Your eyes were staring gently at the books, glasses reflecting the title and your fingers tracing over the hardbound covers-- not even once did you look at me, but you knew that a few meters away from you, was me. And for some odd reason it put a put a smile on your face; I didn't need to see your whole face just to know that.

After that one incident, things started changing. Almost always would your attention be so concentrated on the book, but now, for once and so suddenly, our eyes would meet. Those beautifully colored eyes would break away from the pages and look at me. I gained your attention. It felt weird and embarrassing but at the same time it felt like I had accomplished something.

It felt like I won a lottery with just something as simple as eye contact. Occasionally, you would fill my stomach with thousands of butterflies with just a small but genuine smile. Goddamn, everytime that happens, I find myself smiling cheekily and I can’t even control my face to make it look like it was just a simple gesture but my body was restless; I couldn’t keep my happiness in. I hope I didn’t look dumb…

In those times we shared I contact, I thought it couldn’t get any better. I thought, maybe this was the only interaction I’ll ever get. And even if I could only look at you, I was already satisfied. One day, fate decided to give us a try. I had gone to the library that day, not only to see you, but also because I had to choose a novel for class. I was supposed to write a summary about it and also choose a character to analyze. I began getting random books that piqued my interests, and when I could barely carry all the books I chose, I settled down on a seat near the window, and started flipping the books to read a that short summary at the back. None of the books I got was interesting enough for me to even open. I could easily just choose a novel and read it but I wanted this assignment to be fun for me.

I got up and started to search for more books and as the pile on my table arose, I began losing hope. Maybe I’ll just choose some book in one of the pile, I thought as I sighed, laying my head on the wooden table. “Excuse me.” a girl’s voice made its way in my ears, and immediately I straightened my back and looked at the owner of such a beautiful voice.

It was you. At that moment, I felt my face heat up, my mind was drawing scribbles as you smiled at me with a book in your arms. “Hello.” You say softly, asa I opened my mouth, thinking of what to reply. Should I say a pick up line? Should I just respond normally? Oh god.

You tilted your head, eyes yearning for a response.

“Yes! Hello!” I hastily stood up reaching my hand out, “I’m Jimin.”

You gave the cutest laugh I’ve ever heard before you introduced yourself and accepted my handshake offer. “I-- D-Do you need anything?” I ask you, “I saw you struggling to pick a book and well… here.” You handed me the book you held in your arms. I’ve seen this book, it was the first book you held when I first saw you. “What’s this about?” I asked, getting the book, and once you heard my question, your eyes gleamed with excitement. “Well… Do you have the time for me to tell you all about it?” You clasped your hands together as you gazed at me with hope. “I do.”

And with that, we both sat down and you started to talk on and on about the book. I found it very cute how you’d hold back in some events because you wanted me to find out for myself. I know you were just itching to spoil me but you didn’t want to ruin my experience with it. From time to time while you were speaking, I admit, I wasn’t listening. Instead, I was admiring you, and hey, you can’t blame me for finding you so pretty. I’ve never been this close and I didn’t really know if we’d ever interact like this ever again so I used my time to just admire you.

Once you were done talking about it, I gave my share of reaction and I even found it nice to be able to connect some of the characters in the book she gave me to some of the novels I’ve read before. Funny enough, you knew about the book I was talking about and you geeked out even more. I swear, I really thought you couldn’t get any cuter than this.   The whole time we were talking, the twinkle in your eyes never left. The way you talked about books, about everything really just showed me how much you loved them. Your smile only convinced me even more on how much passion you have for reading. I wish this moment would never end. But it did. Your phone vibrated-- you got a text and told me you had to leave. “I hope you enjoy the book!” You say cheerfully, as you waved, walking towards the exit. “I will.” I mumble as I watched you leave. Once I was sure you were gone, I threw my fists in the air, my smile so wide that it could tear up the skin on my lips. I wasn’t conscious of it that time but the skin of my lips did tear and it bled, but it didn’t matter! I was so focused and so happy. My heart welled up with joy that I just had to shout. I got scolded by the librarian afterwards but it was worth it.

You’re worth it.

The novel you first nerded out to me about became my favorite, and up until now, it has a special place in my bookshelf. 

- Jimin