Sugar & Ocean

Project Jimin

"Taehyung, please," You whine, tugging at your best friend's sleeve. "I don't wanna go there!"

"Welp, too bad." He gives you a fake-sympathetic smile as he shakes his sleeve free of your hand. "You have to."

"But you can send Yoongi!"

He scrunches his face up. "Nope. I don't want to owe him." He then smiles over-sweetly at you. "And you're my bestieee!"

"Only when you need me for your dirty work." You mutter, straightening. "What if Lisa's there?"

"She won't be, you idiot." Taehyung rolls his eyes. "That class is for seniors."

"But...Park Jimin's gonna be there," you hiss.

"That's the point, dumbutt." He exhales in frustration, narrowing his eyes as he places his hands on his hips. "You just have to ask him to come over at my place for the party!"

"Why can't you?"

"You know I have detention! What did he ever do to you anyway?!"

It's not that you have some kind of particularly bad history with the boy. It's just that you know to stay away from him.

The fuckboy.

You've seen him before, at other of your best friend's parties. Each time, with a different girl.

You don't really have a reason to fear his playboy ways, but you have no doubt that his cocky ass will hit on you despite you being...not straight.

He's a walking cliché.

And you don't like walking clichés.

"Please, Tae." You attempt to beg. "The party isn't even until next weekend!"

"No can do, kiddo." He smiles at you sweetly and evilly. "Anyone can tell you it's better to prepare in advance."

"Well..." You think hard. "There will be sweaty guys!"

Taehyung gives you a blank look. "You're as sweaty as them."

"Shut up."

"If you go." He salutes you with two fingers before jogging off. "See ya later!"

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There's a wide grin on Jimin's lips as he notices you peek into the practice room nervously.

"Yo, Kai," He becons to his friend, who is wiping sweat from his face. "She's here."

Kai looks up, gaze traveling the room before spotting you. He smiles. "She seems shy."

"Trust me, she's not." The blonde boy chuckles. "What kind of shy girl would be best friends with Kim Taehyung?"

Your eyes dart around the room, stopping as they land on the two grinning boys. Cursing internally, you swallow hard as you make your way over to Jimin with a nervous smile.

"Um, hey." You say awkwardly, fiddling with your bag's strap. "So...you're Jimin, right?"

The boy gives you a charming smile. "You must be Y/N."

"Yeah." Nervously tucking a strand of hair behind your ear,you shift in your position. "So...I'm guessing you know why I am here?"

"I know who you are." He raises his eyebrows. "But I'm guessing my project partner sent you?"

"Uh, yeah." Your eyes stray to a grinning Kai behind him. "You know about the party?"

"Tae's? Yup." He nods. "So he couldn't come?"

"He's in detention." You sigh. "Placed itching powder on the history professor's chair."

"Of course." Jimin laughs, and admit to yourself that his laugh is pretty nice. "Couldn't resist."

You smile in response, beginning to feel a little comfortable.

Your smile drops as he takes off his shirt.

What are you doing?!

Your eyes widen in alarm and you take a step back.

Jimin notices, and chuckles. "It's just that I'm really hot after the practice." He puts on a clean t-shirt before uncapping a water bottle. "So you're coming?"

You frown. "What?"

"You'll be at the party, right?" He wipes water off the corner of his mouth, raising an eyebrow.

"Yeah...?"

"So you're coming."

"To the party? Oh, ye-"

"No, that's not what I mean." He shakes his head, placing the bottle in his bag before regarding you seriously. "Taehyung didn't tell you?"

Now you're highly confused. "Tell me what?"

Jimin raises his eyebrows slowly. "I guess I'll just have to show you, then."

"Show me what?" You take another step back.

"Oh, was that too creepy?" Jimin laughs, shaking his head good-naturedly. "I mean...you know Tae's party is next week, but..."

"But what?"

"But the reason he sent you here is..." He breaks off, chuckling to himself. "There's another one today, and he wants you to go."

You frown. "Oh...where, though?"

"My place." Jimin smiles sweetly at you before extending his hand to you. "I know it's early, but...maybe we could find something to do."

You tilt your head to one side, wondering whether to take up on the nototrious boy's offer.

"Don't make me regret this." You whisper, slipping your hand into his.