Jiminie: watcha doin?
Me: idk, existing I guess?
Jiminie: whoa that's great idk how you do that
Me: u know it's a trick you have to learn
Me: actually you're just born with it
Jiminie: okiiiii, well but seriously watcha doin?
Me: texting crazy idiotic dudes
Jiminie: whoa 'idiotic dudes' and not 'idiots'
Me: again a birthmark of mine
Jiminie:well well well lady, you've got too many scars
Me: pft~ m osm
Jiminie: yeah 'osm' not awesome
Me: rude today
Me: well.... What r u doing?
Jiminie: just got off practice for a performance in mmas tonight
Me: oh which song were you dancing to?
Jiminie: I'm fine
Me: oh my gosh I love that song!!! The choreography the lyrics!!!
Me: the everything!!!!
Jiminie: u know what it's hard to type... Video call?
Me: ummmm... Okay
Jiminie: yay!!
Jiminie is calling
Accept[✅] Decline[]
"Hi y/n" Jimin said but his voice was rough, he seemed rude
"Heyo, what happened to your voice?"
"I am just.."
"You drank something cold?"
"I didn't , can you stop?"
"Gosh, um... What happened Jimin?"
"Um, I , I am sorry, I'll cut"
"Oh no wait-"
Call was cut
Oh my gosh what Happened?!
Did I do something?.
Is Jimin okay?
Only these thoughts could flood your mind as you thought about all the things.
He was rude today. Maybe he was having a hard time.
All you know was that maybe you could go to his dorm.
Before any thought could enter your mind you went out.
Your purse hanging down on your handing.
You paced fast and reach there.
You saw Jimin through a window.
He was in his room.
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Started With A Text || Pjm FF || ✓ || Editing
FanfictionUnknown: Jimin, Park Jimin, from BTS ♥♥♥ She was different than others. She was not all sweet to him, but he doesn't know how he fell for someone on screens. You: Just tell them it's not true Jimin: I can't You: Why?! Jimin: The thing is Y/N , I lik...
