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

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He nods and inhales.

"Mr. Park is my dad." My eyes widen, but my hand continues to stroke his face in reassurance.

"I've been noticing that he's been acting suspicious for the past few months, hiding his phone and stuff. So I suspected he's been cheating on my mom. I didn't think it'd be true," he sighs and closes his eyes, clenching his jaw.

"Y/n," he reopens his eyes and places his hand over mine. "This is why I didn't want you to see. I don't want to ruin your innocence."

We both chuckle and he removes my hand, putting an arm around my shoulders.

"Let's go, they're probably waiting for us."

My mouth forms an 'O' shape when I realize that Jin and Jungkook are probably waiting for us. Jimin chuckles and walks us to the car, which is parked on the outside of the school gate. Inside, Jin is sitting behind the steering wheel and Jungkook is sleeping against the glass, drooling.

Jimin removes his arm and walks around the car to tap on Jin's side of the window. After what seems like they're exchanging a few words, Jimin walks back with a smile on his face and opens the passenger door for me.

"Let's go home."

Home. The word triggers something inside of me. Which home? One of them I don't ever want to go back to, and the other, I can barely afford the rent. I need to come up with an excuse for boss when I go back to work.

I nod and fit myself inside. Jimin slams the car door shut and walks to the other side to get in.

"Noona, Hyung! Are you guys OK? Where did you guys run off to?" Jungkook turns in his seat to face us.

"It's nothing, Jungkook. Don't worry about it." Jimin scoots closer to me and leans his head onto my shoulder. On instinct, I run my hand through his hair, and he wraps his arms around my waist, getting comfortable.

"Noona, hyung! Don't be lovey-dovey in front of me," Jungkook whines and squirms in his seat like a child.

"I'm tired. Don't bother me," Jimin mumbles.

Jungkook turns to give us a look, before turning around and mumbling to himself.

"Jungkook! Respect your hyungs!" Jin takes a hand off the steering wheel and slaps Jungkook on the arm.

"And he says I drive crazy." Jimin huffs and readjusts his head on my shoulder.

"Yah! You too Jimin! I heard that!" Jin retracts his arm back onto the steering wheel and glares at Jimin through the rear view mirror.

"Sorry hyung," Jimin apologizes.

The rest of the car ride is silent except for Jimin's light snoring and Jungkook's mumbling. As we pull up to a stop in front of the dormitory, Jungkook has fallen asleep too. Except he's drooling. Gross.

I look down at Jimin and stare at him in awe at how peaceful he looks. I probably don't look like that when I'm asleep.

"Jimin. We're here. Get up now." I run my fingers through his hair, making him stir. He slowly opens his eyes and tilts his head up. Once he sees that it's me, he sticks his lower lip out, pouting at me.

"Jimin," I say again, almost whining this time. "Stop it, you're acting like a baby. You can go back to sleep when we get inside." He whimpers and sits up, glaring at me with sleepy eyes.

I raise my eyebrows at him and turn to open the car door. I step out and Jimin follows, closing the door behind him and lazily dragging himself inside. Yoongi sits up from the couch and looks over at us, his eyes widening once he spots me.

"Y/n," he growls at me. "What are you doing back so early?" 

I freeze and slowly turn my head to look at him. 

"Um, well I-"

Jungkook walks in, cutting me off and I glance over at him. He seems to read my mind somehow, because turns his head to look at me and continues my sentence for me.

"Oh, hyung, Cha Eun took it too far today, so the principal sent us home early for the day," Jungkook runs a hand through his hair, looking annoyed to have brought her up.

"What'd she do this time?" Yoongi's eyebrows knit together as he angrily stands up and walks over to me, grabbing my arm, as he exams my face. "Did you get hurt?"

I shake my head as he continues scanning my face. 

"Are you sure? You aren't lying, are you?" I shake my head again and he finally steps back, giving me some space.

"She pushed her, hyung. She looked like she was about to punch Y/n, or something," Jimin mumbles sleepily, startling me. He notices and glances up at me. "What, did you forget I was here?"

"Why don't the two of you go rest up? You must be exhausted," Yoongi sighs and walks back to the couch, plopping himself down.

"He's right," Jimin yawns next to me. I nod my head at him and make my way to our room without waiting for him to catch up. I open the door and collapse onto the bed, almost immediately  falling asleep. 

Jimin's P.O.V.

I quietly push open the door and smile when I see Y/n sprawled on the bed. She must've been pretty worn out from all that. I'll let her take the bed.

I close the door and walk back into the living room, plopping myself next to Yoongi hyung.

"Jimin, I thought I told you to rest." He turns and stares at me, narrowing his eyes.

"Well, Y/n fell asleep, and I didn't want to wake her, hyung," I reply, running a hand through my hair and plop myself next to him. He hums as I lean my head back.

The doorbell rings, making our heads snap up to look at the direction of the door.

A/n

Hey guys!

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