It's the day after the incident in the woods. Everyone apologized, well, I apologized over and over. Everything was going well until they continued fighting. It was small fights but I still heard them, putting me in a bad mood all the time. I've stopped smiling, stopped laughing, stopped talking to people.

I know Jay is worried when I lock myself in my room and don't eat till 2 in the morning but that's just how it is, and nothing and no one can change that.

Also, that son of a monkey hat Taemin hasn't called or texted me since that incident.  I mean the least he could do is spam me with 'are you okay?!' texts or call me to see if I'm still alive. Great job Taemin.

I let out an annoyed groan as my stomach growls. I grab my phone and look at the time, 7am. School is the last place I want to go. I scoff, throwing on a black sweater and black jeans, opening my door and making my way downstairs.

"Morning Jimin." Jay greets, flipping some bread on a pan. I let out a low hum, opening the cupboards to look for crackers or cookies or anything.

"There's french toast here bud." Jay chuckles. I scoff, not giving a shit if there's french toast. God stop bothering me.

"I'm fine." I snap, grabbing a handful of Oreos and walking out the kitchen to the living room.

"Oh Jimin, we're not going to school today. Our dad needs us to stay home and do a few things for his business. It'll be only you at school today. Come straight home afterwards too, okay?" Namjoon explains, a stupid, idiotic smile on his face I want to punch off. 

"Yeah, whatever." I sigh, almost crushing my cookies in my hand. I grab my bag, throwing it on my back and slinging up my hood.

"Have a good day Jimin, I love you!!" Jin blows kisses from the kitchen door.

"Uh huh." I roll my eyes as I put my shoes on. It doesn't matter what they say, it's not going to shut out the fighting Hoseok and Yoongi are doing right upstairs.

I walk out the door, slamming it after me and sighing. Finally alone again.  I have a peaceful walk to school and am not bothered by anything. Until one of my friends comes over.

"Hey Jimin." Jackson smiles.

"Hey Jackson, what's up?" I grin, re-adjusting my bag.

"Well there's this movie madness thing playing tonight. You wanna go with me? I can drive you home if you need to?" He offers as we walk slowly to the school entrance.

"Uh I don't know..." I mumble unsure, looking at the cracked sidewalk we're standing on.

"Come on please? It'll be fun! You can invite other people if you want." He begs, making it a little bit of an ordeal.

"Fine, I'll bring a few friends. Not my brothers though, they're busy." I shrug.

"Alright great! It starts at 7 and ends around 2 am. Is that okay?" He chuckles, opening the door for me to walk through.

"Yeah that's fine." I smile, walking down the halls together.

"Okay well I'm gonna go to class now, see you." He grins and gives me a quick hug before leaving.

"Bye." I mutter, walking to my locker. I switch out my books and bags and slam it shut, walking to my first class.

"Jimin!" Mark shouts my name. I smile and walk over to him, my mood lightening a little.

"Hey Mark." I drop my bag and sit next to him.

"Hey, what's up?" Bambam walks over.

"Nothing really, do you guys wanna go to a movie tonight? Jackson invited me and said I could bring some friends." I shrug.

"Oh sure, sounds fun." They grin together.

"As long as I can bring Youngjae, we were supposed to sit together anyways." Bambam chuckles.

"Yeah sure. It doesn't bother me." I laugh.

"Oh we have an assembly today, we should sit together." Mark smiles.

"Sounds good." I nod my head as the teacher walks in when the bell rings.

Class goes pretty smoothly, as does the rest of the day. During the assembly Mark had sat between my legs on the bleachers and I played with his hair... until he decided to be 'super therapist' and help out Youngjae who was going through some drama. Bambam immediately took his place and I played with Bam's hair for an hour and a half. Our assembles are long, I've realized.

"See you at the theaters!" I call to Bambam, Youngjae and Mark.

"See you, don't be late!" Jackson walks over and pipes in.

"I won't!" I laugh. I quickly walk home, a bag full of homework and a starving stomach. I make my way up the roads and hills to my house and open the door, plopping my bag in the kitchen.

"Hey, how was school?" Jin asks as he follows me in.

"Fine, I'm going to the movies with Jackson and a few others." I shrug, grabbing a bowl of ramen.

"Jackson? Who's that?" Jin frowns, a crinkle between his eyebrows.

"One of my good friends. We talk a lot and he's really nice. I can trust him with anything." I shrug again, pouring water into the ramen bowl and throwing it in the microwave.

"Okay... I'll drive you." Jin says suspiciously.

"Whatever." I mutter, grabbing my bag and walking upstairs to my room while the ramen is cooking. I place all the homework I need to do onto my bed and quickly change my outfit. I put on ripped light blue skinny jeans, a black t shirt and a flannel around my waist. I run a hand through my hair as I walk downstairs to eat.

"Heard you're going to the movies with Jackson." Jungkook walks over.

"Why do you say his name like that?" I harshly drop my chopsticks, not sane enough to deal with his teasing.

"Like what?" Jungkook smirks. 

"Go away Kook." I groan, slurping up a mouthful of noodles.

"No, I wanna talk." He whines.

"Jungkook, if you don't leave this area right now, I will make Yoongi slap you where the sun don't shine." I threaten.

"Point taken, have a nice day." He squeaks, running out of the kitchen. I hum in satisfaction, finishing off my noodles and brushing my teeth.

"Ready Jimin?" Jin asks once I hop downstairs with my wallet in my back pocket.

"Yeah." I shrug, slipping on my shoes.
. . .

"You're late." Jackson teases as he finds me in the crowded popcorn stand room with Mark beside him.

"Come on, the others are waiting." Mark chuckles, grabbing my hand and taking me into the dimly lit theater room. I spot they're sitting too far from the screen.

"Hey, can we go sit somewhere else? Like... over there?" I suggest, pointing to the side of the theater with more privacy and 4 chairs each row.

"Why not." Jackson shrugs. Everyone moves to the side.

Me, Jackson, Youngjae, Mark
Bambam, Jin young, Yugyeom

"Oh, he Jin young, hey Yugyeom." I wave, everyone sitting together.

"Hey Jimin." They wave together. The lights go off and the previews start. I tune out of the conversations for a few minutes, texting on my phone. When I tune back in, I hear something weird.

"I'm wearing pants over my pajama pants." Jackson chuckles.

"No way dude. I dare you to take them off whilst in front of everyone at the end." Mark laughs.

"$5 bucks man." Jackson chuckles.

"Deal!" Jackson and Mark shake hands, leaning across a smirking Youngjae.

"I wonder if I'd fit in your pants." I laugh as a joke.

"Nah you're too fat." Jackson chuckles. I pause as he covers his mouth and widens his eyes.

"Bahaha sorry Jimin." He chuckles. My heart races as I turn to the screen.

"Oh come on." Jackson sighs. "I'm sorry." He apologizes again. I shake my head and keep my eyes on the screen, my heart racing even faster. He turns back to the screen just in time to not see the tear slip down my cheek. He's right.

Probably 20 minutes go by of the movie when Bambam moves from behind me to in front of me.

"What's wrong?" I ask, leaning forwards to a sulking Bambam.

"Youngjae and I were supposed to sit together but he's sitting with Mark. We're basically a thing you know?" He pouts. Everyone knows Youngjae and Bambam are basically a thing at our school.

"It'll be fine, don't worry. I'm sure he'll sit with you during the next movie. There's still 3 more." I start to play with his hair again.

"That's not what is making me mad though. He has his hand on his thigh." He whispers harshly. I frown and look over, Mark's hand on Youngjae's thigh.. up pretty high.

"Oh." I growl. Mark and I have a great friendship and we're friendly with each other physically. I'm possessive over my friends so this makes me pretty upset.

"Yeah." Bambam sighs, looking back to the movie.

"Don't worry, I'm sure he'll explain why his hand is on his thigh later. You're still a thing." I shrug, twirling his hair in my fingers.
. . .
Well more drama happened. I forgave Jackson for that stupid fat joke and he said sorry a bunch. Once the first movie ended Jackson went to talk with Mark about what's going on between Youngjae and Bambam. Mark apparently got pissed and moved away from us. We can still see him but I don't think he's coming back. Jackson went to talk to him again and didn't get anywhere. All I saw was that he slammed his hand on a chair and walked away. The second movie started and a few girls Bambam knows came over, Lisa and Jenny. Lisa helped me a lot, calming down because everyone was leaving. She also helped me when I wanted to throw my phone whilst texting Jackson where he went. Apparently another guy wanted to go to the movies with him and Lisa told me that guy, Taeyong, likes him. Jackson is currently sitting with him right now.

"I can't believe he ditched us." I groan, laying my head back on the seat.

"It'll be okay Jimin, shit happens." Jenny chuckles. 

"True that." I groan. Maybe he's mad at me though, maybe I did something. I told him why Bambam and I were upset and maybe he thought it like me liking Mark or something? I can tell Jackson likes me a lot, it's obvious. That's kind of why I agreed to come to the movies with him.

"Look, he'll come back over after this movie is done during the 5 minute intermission." Jenny shrugs and pays attention to the movie. She's right, he'll come. Lisa and I talk some more and the movie is over after a heartbreaking scene. The lights pop up again and everyone starts talking and walking in and out to use the washroom or buy more food.

"Look he's coming over." Jenny giggles. I look over to see Jackson walking down the aisle, avoiding a few people. 

"W-why'd you leave?" I ask quietly.

"I was originally going to watch the movie from standing and avoid all the drama but then Taeyong came over and told me to sit with him, so I did. But I'm here now." He shrugs.

"You're not mad at me, are you?" I pout.

"No, just a little annoyed you treated Bambam like a dog and pet his head." He chuckles.

"I was playing with his hair oh my God." I laugh.

"Sure." He drags on with a smile. It's quiet for a second before I ask him for a hug. His arms fall around my waist as my arms go around his neck and my head into the crook. He's so much taller on this aisle hill ugh.

"I'm just upset my seat got stolen by Lisa. But my seat is always next to you." He says into my ear.

My seat is always next to you.

That gave me goosebumps.

We sit next to each other for the third movie. Youngjae ditched Bambam and went to sit with Mark on the other side of the theater. Bambam is pissed and threatened to punch Mark. Thankfully Jin young and Yugyeom calmed him down and talked about other stuff with him.

It went really nice with Jackson and I though. He kept tapping my leg that was raised because I was laying in my chair. I slid my hand over and we held hands. He started fooling around with me for a while and when I put my other arm over him he grabbed my hand and kept that one too.  You'd think it's awkward but it's so amazing. He's so sweet and caring. It's like our hands fit perfectly together oh my gosh I might fangirl.  Of course, something scary pop up on the screen and I hide my face in his shoulder,  to which he chuckles and plays with my hair!!! Mother I love him.

"You're so cute." I hear him whisper. I'm currently leaning my head on his shoulder, falling asleep. This is absolutely blissful. I love this, thank god. I honestly feel kind of special, haha.

I wonder how he feels. I mean he's not pushing me away so it must be nice for him too.

(A/N: So I'm editing this a year later, and I forgot this movie thing was an actual thing that happened to me. Jackson is a guy I know in real, different name of course. And holy fuck and I ever mad at my past self. Real "Jackson" is a fucking dickhead now, wow.... I wanna punch myself.)

. . .
Time skip cuz I'm lazy. 😘

Jackson and I left the theater to catch a ride with his mom. She'd drive me home to which I'm grateful for. I'm looking out the window when Jackson passes me his phone. 

I really enjoyed tonight. I'm glad we got to hold hands. It was great.

I laugh and shake my head quietly, typing back.

Well I'm glad you thought I was great. I liked it too.

You did? Great! I.. I'd like to do it again sometime.

Yeah.. me too.

That was kind of a lie... I don't really know how to be in a couple. His mom pulls up to my house and I thank her.

"Bye Jackson." I smile, getting out of the car.

"Bye Jimin." He smiles back. I close the car door and walk up to my house, opening and closing the door quietly. Once I walk into the living room, I see a lamp is still on. But that's not the only thing. All 6 of my brothers are laying on the floor, dead asleep. A note is on the table.

Hope you had fun on your movie date with Jacksonnn! We tried staying away to see you come home but if we're asleep... sorry? Haha welcome back!

I look to my dorky friends and smile. 

"Goodnight." I sigh, putting the note back down and heading to my room, a feeling of euphoria, bubbling inside me.