Requested by: @itskennyjenner

I was placing my books inside the locker when Jimin suddenly appeared next to me, slipping his hand into mine.

"Hey babe," he smiled, his eyes being his best asset.

"I thought you still had basketball practice?" I looked up at him and closed the locker door.

"Well, I couldn't let my girlfriend wait. I skipped—"

"W-What? You skipped? Jimin, you shouldn't do that!" I scolded, pulling him out of the hallway and into a less crowded place.

"Why not? It's only for today... I can't let our anniversary date wait," he reasoned.

"But Jimin, the match is in two days! Our date can wait—"

"Why can't you just appreciate me doing this for you? I just don't want to make you wait becaudr nothing is more important than you. But if you really think the basketball match is more important, I'll just practice then," he snapped, but never raised his voice at me. He hastily walked away and joined his team who were practicing in the court.

Was I too offensive? I just don't want to be a burden to him and his upcoming basketball match...

I was walking towards the gate when someone approached me. I was really expecting that it would be Jimin, but nope.

"Y/N," he called, making me turn to him.

"Oh. Hey, Jungkook," I tried to sound enthusiastic even though I was quite upset inside because of seeing Jimin look offended.

It's not my fault that their practice landed on our 2nd anniversary date, duh. He's so careless. Oh well, it's his loss if he really wanted to walk away from me.

"Are you free tonight?" Jungkook asks, "I suddenly had some things come up tomorrow night, so I might not be able to do the project with you."

"I was thinking if we could do it today?" he flashes a smile.

"Uh, sure. I'm free today. Where do you want to do the project?"

JIMIN'S POV

"Jimin-ah, focus!" His coach says for the nth time. He was too busy glaring at his girlfriend and the man beside her.

Is that why she didn't want to go with me? Tss. It's her loss.

She should've been grateful because I'd give her all of my time.

Y/N'S POV

"Number thirty is A," Jungkook says after scanning through the History book.

"Okay, we're done." I closed the folder. "Well, that was easy."

"Are you okay?" He asks out of nowhere.

"H-huh?" I cautiously turned to him, "y-yes, of course."

"You don't seem to be okay...?" He scooted closer to me from the other side of the couch.

"Eh, it's nothing." I shrugged.

"Don't lie, did you fight with your boyfriend? Not that I'm butting in but you can always talk to me..."

After a long talk, I felt like the spike in my chest was pulled out, but not fully. It's different when I talk to Jimin himself.

Talking to Jungkook helped a lot, now I'm not so anxious about it. It's good to have a friend to rely on, in times of cool down with your boyfriend.

I walked him out of the apartment and thanked him again.

"You don't know how it helped sort out my mind when you listened and talked so much," I smiled, "thank you."

"No problem, good night~"

I was walking to school alone, because as expected, Jimin didn't walk with me. I'm not used to this, but because of the fight, we're not okay. Now I'm starting to think that I started it.

Entering the gates into the school, I saw Jimin and his teammates practicing in the court.

Avoiding the sight, I clutched my bag tighter as I sprinted to the classroom. Unfortunately, I was really too early and nobody was around.

JIMIN'S POV

"I'll be back," I threw the ball at my teammate and walked towards Y/N's classroom. I stopped my pace when someone beat me to it.

I thought I already had her all to myself since the classroom was empty, but the same guy from yesterday appeared.

Y/N'S POV

"Hi Y/N," Jungkook beams at me, taking a seat next to mine.

We talked as the students came inside one by one. It wasn't too long until the class started, and we were now occupied by schoolwork.

The day passed quickly, and the next thing I knew, today was Jimin's basketball match.

Jungkook dragged me to sit in the front row while waiting for the event to start. I was talking to him when Jimin suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

We just had a staring contest until he grabbed my hand, dragging me somewhere.

"Y-yah! Let go of me," I shook his hand off when we arrived at a less quiet place.

"You really know how to provoke me, huh?" He pins my shoulders to the wall.

"Jimin, don't create a scene," I look around cautiously, not wanting anyone to see.

"Why are you doing this to me?" He furrowed his eyebrows at me, leaning closer until our lips touched.

His move was overly passionate, and I felt as if it was a punishment. It lasted for a long moment until we both ran out of breath.

"Don't talk to me anymore. Go back to your boyfriend. Bye." Oh my god, he is so bipolar.

But for sure, everything was my fault.

"Jimin!" I ran towards him and grabbed his hand.

"You're mean." He pouted, shaking my hand off.

I sat back down and watched as the game started. It seemed like Jimin was really determined to win.

The first half of the match ended, so I took out a water bottle and ran towards Jimin who was panting on the side of the court.

"Hey," I handed him the bottle.

He looked up at me and rolled his eyes like a kid before taking the bottle. He gulped it down his throat as I took his towel, wiping down the sweat that trickled down his forehead.

He barely looked at me in the eyes, but I kept doing what I was doing.

After wiping his sweat off, I gave him back the towel.

"Good luck, babe." I pecked his cheek and wrapped my arms around his neck, giving him a hug.

I was about to walk away when he pulled me back. He glared at me while his lips slowly curled into a smile.

"Aish, I can't endure this." He pulled me into a tight hug, his chin resting on the crook of my neck.

"I love you. Don't make me upset again, I really don't like seeing you with other guys," he babbled. How old is this cutie~

I patted his back and chuckled, "okay, okay. How about we have our 2nd anniversary date tonight instead?"