BTS Imagines

Jimin-Bad Meets Good

Y/n POV
It was going to be another boring day at school. Or as I liked to call it, literal hell. Especially because of that cliché bad boy and ruler of the school, Park Jimin.

All the girls were in love with him. One look from him, and all the girls would start shouting and blush like a freaking tomato. But beware, his looks are nowhere near his perosnality.

He's a rich playboy who gets everything he wants. He has an arrogant attitude, and beats up random and innocent  people because he found it "fun".

All the teachers and staff fear him because his parents own the school. No teacher ever dared to mess with him, cause they could get fired if their "oh so perfect" son complained.

A bunch of screams knocked me out of my thought. There was a huge crowd of girls taking videos and pictures. As I went in to take a closer look, I saw the devil himself making out roughly with a new girl.

He gets new girls everyday. This one was probably the next victim of his.

But he did something that shocked me. He suddenly stopped kissing her, and slapped her. HARD. A red handprint was left in her cheek. Her face welled up in tears, but Jimin scoffed, having no pity and continued humiliating her in front of a crowd.

"That's what you get, idiot."

He rolled his eyes.

I tried, and successfully, got to where Jimin was.

"Yah you jerk. Why the fuck did you just slap her?"

I looked at him with a hard glare, but he wasn't affected at the all. Instead, he scoffed.

"Pftt. Do you even know who I am? I can do whatever the fuck I want to. So move out of my way, bitch."

He was about to slap the girl again, but I caught his hand and brought it back down to his seed. I folded my arms and retorted,

"Hah, you are just a playboy. Plus, you aren't a man once you have slapped a girl."

A bunch of "oohs" were heard from the crowd of girls. He looked surprised, but then turned away and fury was clearly evident in his eyes.

He turned to the mob of fangirls still recording and shouted,

"Leave, and you might get a chance of dating me!"

The group immediately looked away and quickly dispersed.

Jimin harshly took my hand, and dragged me into an empty hall way. He threw me into the lockers and pinned my arms above my head. He looked at my unwavering figure.

"I have no idea who the hell you think you are, but I need a favor from you. Let's have a deal. I want you to be my fake girlfriend until this big party Saturday. My ex, the girl you saw, will be there. I want her to leave me alone. So, do we have a deal?"

His grip lightened and I took the opportunity to duck out of his grasp. I started walking the other way, and called out over my shoulder,

"Sorry, I don't make deals when there is nothing in it for me."

I was about to leave when I heard him say something that caught my attention.

"If you do, I will make Taehyung kiss you."

I froze and started blushing. He knew I had a major crush on his best friend.

I walked back to Jimin, who had an annoying smirk on his face.

"Fine you have a deal."

"Great. Also, being my fake gf and all, we have to do this."

He pinned me against the lockers again, and pushed his lips to mine. I gladly kissed back.