Promise · A BTS JiminXReader Texting AU (Well, kind of)

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Hello fellow ARMYs! 💜💜
Heed my warning when I say that you will start wondering about Y/n and you will also start hating Cha Eun even more (probably.) And you might even say 'CHA EUN IS SUCH A B- ahem- I mean female dog. ⚠ WARNING!! And you might also say awwww because of our heroic, manly, Mochi. ⚠ WARNING!

Also, sorry if the language upsets or bothers you. Thank you!!
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"Are you okay?"

I tilt my head back slightly to get a better view of the person who caught me.

Jimin? I thought he already left?

Jimin's P.O.V.

As I press my foot down on the gass pedal, something in my gut tells me that something isn't right with a particular someone.

I clench my hand on the steering wheel, making my knuckles turn white.

"Jimin? Are you okay?" Jin taps me on the shoulder worryingly.

"Sorry hyung," I give him a reassuring little half smile.

"Sorry? What are sorry abou- YAH! PARK JIMIN!!"

I swerve the car to the left to make a sharp U-turn back to the University, earning a few honks and shouts from the other vehicles. The car makes it's way onto the oncoming traffic, but I swerve out of the way and onto the other lane just in time.

"Park Jimin!" Jin gives me one of the scariest looks that he's only of course, given to Jungkook, the time that he broke the t.v.

"What the hell were you thinking?! You could have gotten us killed! What if we did get killed?! What would the media say about us? What would anyone else say about us?!"

"Sorry hyung. But look, we're alive, aren't we?" I pull up at the school's entrance, where a crowd has gathered. I pull the mask up to cover the bottom half of my face and hand one to Jin hyung. He takes it and pulls it up.

"Jimin," Jin hyung lets out a sigh. "What in the world are we doing back here?"

At the back of the crowd, I spot the maknae's fluffy hair, bouncing up and down, trying to get a better view of whatever's happening in the middle.

I open the car door and get out, and hyung does the same and follows me as I lock the car and walk to the crowd, pulling our masks up.

"Well, well, if it isn't the bitch," I hear someone scoff, and a few chuckles follow. "Dressed as a slut again, I see."

I reach Jungkook and put a hand on his shoulder, making him turn around.

"Hyung! Cha Eun cornered Noona again," Jungkook's voice shakes and his eyes go wide. It's surprising that this kid actually cares. Good for him, I guess.

"I'll handle it," I grumble, feeling a bit frustrated that Y/n got herself into trouble again. But I don't blame her, and I won't. Because it's not her fault.

I make sure my mask is secured around my face, before pushing my way through the crowd, shoving past shoulders and gossiping young adults (even though I kind of am one myself.) I finally reach the middle and see Cha Eun lift her hands up to push Y/n.

My body acts on instinct and rushes forward, my arms reaches out and slides around her waist, bringing her back against my chest to break her fall.

I lean down and whisper into her ear, "Are you okay?"

She pauses and tilts her head back a little to look up at me. Her eyes widen a little once she sees me.

"Looks like you have more than one knight in shining armor. Lucky Y/n," Cha Eun scoffs, making the two of us turn our attention back to her. "I guess he probably wasn't good enough for you, hm?"