Jimin's POV

We just sat in his childish tree house and talked... We talked and talked until it had been an hour and a half, "so uh, I guess you're still gonna ignore me and hate me at school right?" I sighed and looked away from the boy, who I had previously forgotten was a bully, sitting in front of me.

"Well, who's to say I don't still hate you out of school, look squishy, we'll never be friends so don't count on it, we only spoke a lot about ourselves today so I can make this tutoring with you a bit more bearable, I wanted to learn, that doesn't mean I wanted to be stuck with you for how ever many fucking hours your smart ass calculated it was." He suddenly changed like someone flicked a switch inside...

Just a few moments ago he was laughing and making jokes with me like we were pals, I was starting to change my mind about him, and now he's the same jerk that gives me black eyes regularly and would never be caught dead hanging with 'chubby'...

"Yeah I get it. Might as well just leave it here, it's not like I taught you anything anyway." I mumbled and started to climb down the treehouse, somehow completely ignoring my fear of heights.

He followed until we were on the ground, "Uh Jimin, sorry I snapped, I just need you to know that people like us aren't friends... Look this doesn't change anything but let me give you my number." I quickly obeyed and tossed him my phone where he added his contact.

"Ok Jimin, You tell nobody about any of this and we continue how we always were, but I'll see you Monday. After school." He said strictly and handed back my phone. I nodded, not in the mood for a Jungkook beating. "Bye shorty." he huffed and waved slightly before jogging off with his bag over one shoulder.

I sighed and collected my bag again before starting to walk out the forest and towards my house, which was surprisingly closer than I originally thought.

Once I got home I flopped onto my bed and at perfect timing, I felt my phone vibrate. I looked at the screen seeing a message from an unknown number:

Unknown
Hey red head

Me
Oh hi Jungkook.

Jungkook
We can actually do tutoring on Monday ok, anything I need?

Me
Nope, just bring yourself and whatever you want

Jungkook
Ok, thanks ChimChim.

Is he ever going to stop with the nicknames!? I swear to god...

Let's see how you like it...

Me
You're welcome, Kookie...

I regretted it as soon as I clicked send but I didn't get a response so I just set my phone down and got up to go get food for dinner.

~ Timeu Skipeu! ~

After I had eaten I laid in bed and went back on my phone to see another message from Jungkook

Jungkook
Don't be gay. At least not to me. Or I just won't text you.

I stared in disbelief and decided I was actually going to stand up for myself for once.

Me
Look Jungkook, you have given me many nicknames so you can't say anything about me calling you Kookie, and as a matter of fact, I'm not gay and if I was I would never choose to be gay with you.

Jungkook
Well done for standing up for yourself Jimin, you're getting there slowly. But I did mean what I said. Don't message me when I'm at school either by the way.

I sighed and put my phone down before drifting off to an early sleep.

~ Wakey wakey eggs and bakey ~

As the birds sung outside my window my eyes slowly prized themselves open. It's Saturday today so... No school, No Jungkook, No tutoring!

I laid back and smiled until my phone started buzzing... Repeatedly...

I groaned and rolled over before looking at the many messages flooding into my phone.

Jungkook
Hey Jimin

Hey

Are you up?

ChimChim get up

Answer me squishy

Jimin how are you still asleep?

GET THE FUCK UP

Fine fuck you...

Me
Hey Jungkook, Calm down I'm up. What did you want?

Jungkook
Fucking finally! Come to the treehouse. I figured that on days were not tutoring I could teach the stuff I said I would.

Me
Uhh. Ok I guess. I'll be there in 20.

I lazily rolled out of bed and slumped into the bathroom to take a quick shower. I then brushed my teeth, dried and brushed my hair, and got on some clothes. I wore my denim jeans and my blue baggy hoodie.

I don't think I mentioned I live alone... I moved from Daegu to Seoul a few months back by myself and my parents are still over there so... Yeah...

It seemed pretty cold out so I put up my hood and started walking towards Jungkook's treehouse with my hands buried in my pockets.

I reached the bottom of the tree and started to climb, when I reached the hatch I knocked and the door flew open. "Hey ChimChim! Come on in!" I hesitantly entered and sat down.

"So... Uhh. What're we doing exactly...?" I mumbled and he frowned, "were fixing you." He replied blatantly. "And how exactly are you gonna do that?" I raised an eyebrow at him and spoke as though there was no way he could do it.

"Well, first we'll start with a makeover, no it's not always classed as a girl thing ok? We're going shopping." He practically dragged me out the tree house and tarting walking away to the town centre as I tried to follow close behind. "Jungkook I have no money!?" I shouted and jogged till I reached beside him.

"Of course you don't. I'm paying." He continued walking and I frowned, "why would you do that for me?" I asked confused, "Look Jimin, you seem alright, and I want to get to know you better, meaning you need to change, or I can't." I rolled my eyes as he sped up and I followed close behind.

Why did I need to change...? Is his reputation really more important? Oh who am I kidding of course it fucking is...

We finally reached town and he pulled me into the nearest clothes shop, 'TopMan'. "What's your size?" He asked quickly without looking at me, "uhh medium?" I questioned and he finally looked at me. He scanned my body before shaking his head and muttering, "small" before walking off and grabbing different shirts and jeans. I stood and watched, still not knowing what to do.

He finally came back over and pushed me into a changing room stall with all the clothes, "just try them on and show me!" He called before I shut the door and changed into the first set of clothes...

When I had finally got them on I looked into the mirror, I had black skinny jeans with rips at the knees and a tight fitted, short sleeved, white top. He also had given me a burgundy beanie...

I looked better than I usually did so that's a start... I fixed my glasses and reluctantly headed out the door, Jungkook looked up from his phone at me and smiled, "see, much better." Was all he said before he looked back down at his phone. I sighed and went back in to try on the rest...

~ time skip brought to you by Justin Seagull ~

After Jungkook had paid for the many items of clothing he had made me try on, I thought that was it and we were gonna go back, but instead he started walking in the opposite direction of the exit... "Uh where are you going now...?" I asked and he laughed.

"Oh Little one, it's not over yet!" He still didn't answer my question... We seemed to be walking for ages until he suddenly turned into the entrance of the hairdressers.

"No Jungkook! I'm not cutting my hair!" I protested and he sighed, "Jimin I would never get rid of your hair, I happen to think it suits you, but you need it re-dyed and trimmed a little."

He pulled me into the hairdressers and sat me down, "he needs it re-dyed and trimmed, could you dye it like, a nice blonde though?" He asked and I panicked again.

"You what!? I'm not dying my hair blonde!" I stood up and he got angry, "Jimin just trust me, it'll look nice!" He shouted and I hesitantly sat back down, "fine..."

After she had finished doing my hair they washed it again and then blowdried it. I hadn't seen any of it yet and we'd been here for 3 hours. I finally was allowed by Jungkook to look in the mirror and when I did I wanted to cry...

Not because I hated it... The complete opposite! "I love it!" I shouted and immediately turned to hug Jungkook. He hugged me back for a second but then he tensed up and pushed me away, "Oh Uh I'm sorry it was automatic impulse... Thank you Jungkook..." I said in a small voice, "It's fine, just don't do that again, at least not in public..." he almost growled and then walked off to pay.

He still doesn't accept me... Asshole...

I felt tears brimming my eyes but I quickly brushed them away as he came back over, "now to get you new glasses!" He said all perky again.

Jesus this boy's mood swings are so fucking annoying!

"Jungkook where are you getting all the money for this!?" I asked in shock, "Don't worry about it Blondey, my parents are loaded." He replied before once again pulling me out the shop and letting go to storm ahead towards 'specsavers'.

We walked in and he immediately went to the most expensive section... "wait but couldn't I just wear contacts?" I asked and he shook his head, still inspecting the glasses worth hundreds of dollars... "No, glasses make you look cute." He stated as if it was totally normal...

What!? I'm cute!? I thought he said I wasn't allowed to say anything gay and now here he is calling me cute!?

I must have zoned out because Jungkook was waving a hand in front of my face, "huh? Oh sorry... What did you say?" I asked and he huffed, "Put these on!" He snapped and I hastily pulled off my glasses and tried the others on, they weren't right for my eyes so everything was blurry but Jungkook seemed to like them so I guess I looked ok...?

"They're really comfy, but I can't see what they look like on me." I told him and he hummed in response, "I'll get them to put in the right lenses for you." He stated and walked off to talk to someone, I put on my old glasses as I waited.

(I know getting lenses in glasses to suit your eyes takes a long time but for the sake of this they're done quickly 😂)

Jungkook brought the glasses back over to me and I put them on, I could see really clearly in them, even better than my old glasses, and they looked really nice, navy blue thin frames... "Thank you so much Jungkook." I said smiling at him.

"Ok so we've done clothes, hair, and glasses, we need shoes and a new school bag!" He said excitedly before paying and taking me out the shop.

~ time skip ~

We finished shopping but instead of going into the woods where we normally go, he kept walking down the path. "Where are we going now?" I asked and he didn't answer so I just kept following. We eventually turned towards a massive mansion lined with golden decorations and a fountain out the front.

"Mi casa es su casa!" He said as some oldish looking man opened the huge mahogany front door. "This is your house!?" I shouted and he grinned, "yeah, told you my parents are loaded." I looked around in awe at all of the expensive things in the elegant and gorgeous looking house he called home.

"It's amazing..." I breathed and he chuckled, "it's just a house. Follow me." He brought me up the marble staircase and I into a huge neatly cleaned room and put the bags with most of our shopping stuff down. I put the bags I was holding down and frowned, "what's this room?" I asked.

"This is the room that we will be doing tutoring in from now on, it's one out of loads of guest rooms and from now on it can be yours whenever you come over." He answered and my eyes went wide.

"Uh I-I-um I c-can't literally have a r-room in you h-h-house!?" I finally spat out and he laughed, "Get changed and meet me downstairs."

I swear this guy is going to give me a heart attack...

I don't know how I feel...

One minute I hate him and the horrible things he says, then the next minute he's being super nice and spending all this money on me and-

But he's only doing it to change me...

He doesn't like me, he wants to change me into somebody he likes...

I finally let the tears fall from my eyes as my head throbbed from all the confusion.

But I think I like him...

I think he's finding some sick way to get into my heart...

And I can't let him because he'll break me.

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A.N.

I know this one isn't great and not a lot actually happens but I promise the next one will be more exciting!

Thanks for reading I hope you liked it!

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