COMPELTED 2/22/20
Jimin is painfully antisocial, so when he gets anonymous notes in his locker, it scares him bit. When the final note has a phone number, Jimin contemplates moving to the Bahamas and starting a life as a souvenir shop owner.
He me...
They're eating snacks in the kitchen when Jimin's mom walks in. "Sup fucker– oh! Hi! Who are you?"
Jungkook chuckles. "I'm Jungkook."
"Oh. I didn't know there was gonna be someone over. I wouldn't have walked in yelling like a total idiot."
"It's fine. I wish my parents cussed. Life would be so much easier."
"So... are you guys friends? Or are you working on a project or something?"
Jungkook looks at Jimin. Jimin clears his throat. "Nah. I'm his bitch." Jungkook's eyes grow wide.
His mom laughs. "Oh. I should've known. Wait... Have you even come out to me yet?"
"Nope."
"Well, I'm not blind so I already fucking knew. So did your dad. I mean, you have twink written all over you."
Jungkook nods. "That's what I said!"
Jimin giggles. "It was one of the first things you said to me. Wonderful first impression, by the way."
Jungkook groans and covers his face. "Don't remind me."
Jimin's mom pauses. "Wait, are you the person who's house he stayed at?"
"Yep."
"Oh."
Jimin giggles. "It's fine, mom. We never had sex."
"I don't care if you guys have sex. It's not like anyone's gonna get pregnant."
Jungkook raises an eyebrow. "You guys are really opens about things. My parents would lock me in a room and force me to become celibate if I even mentioned the word 'sex'."
Jimin's mom shrugs. "I'm not an idiot. I know teens have sex. It's honestly the least of my concerns. I do care about drugs. You aren't doing any, right?"
Jimin shakes his head. "I'm not fucking my life up, mom."
She points at Jungkook. "What about you?"
"Nope."
"Okay. Then I have nothing to worry about."
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