BoMi had wasted the last week of her break scouring the town for any glimpse of Jimin, after learning from her parents that Jimin hadn't gone home to his parents.
God, where was that asshole? Didn't he know she would search for him after his letter?!
Giving up for the day, BoMi walked to her favourite park, walking the familiar path, heavy with disappointment.
In sudden anger, she glared at the dark sky and shouted, "yah! Park Jimin, where did you go, you asshole?!"
"Do you scream my name often?"
BoMi turned around to find Jimin sheepishly smiling at her, like he had never left. She immediately smacked his shoulder in frustration, "agh! You've been here this whole time? I thought you moved back to Busan or something. I've looked everywhere! You're so dramatic, agh, you stupid boy."
"You were looking for me? Why?"
"W- well, because," BoMi gulped, much to her embarrassment, "you're lame! You explained everything in a letter? Seriously?! Not to mention that you acted like you never received my letters! You're a dirty liar, Jimin!"
Jimin smiled, knowing that wasn't the only reason.
"And, and maybe, you were right...."
Jimin's heart lept at her words, immediately understanding, and he couldn't resist leaning in to peck her lips in excitement.
She groaned, quickly blushing and pulling him into a hug. Her voice was muffled in his chest, and he loved the sensation. "You are terrible, and you don't deserve me. I hate you, Park Jimin."
Jimin grinned, hugging her back quickly, and admiring the way her words held affection, despite their intended malicious tones. "I know, flower."
End.
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♡ Played ♡ - Park Jimin
Short StorySequel to ♡ Playboy ♡ ~ "So, the player got played." "Shut up." "Hell no. I've been waiting for this since the moment you exposed your true self." ~ "Leave me alone!" "No, not until you say it." "Park Jimin, yo...
