Taemin's POV

No one hurts my Jimin. This is the last time this "Jackson" hurts my Jimin. Little bitch doesn't deserve my Minnie's love.

"Hey Jimin," I tap the reading boy's shoulder. He looks up from his book annoyed, raising an eyebrow. Ah, we're in the silent treatment stage. 2 more stages to go then...

"Can I come to school with you tomorrow? I still need an education after all." I ask with a grin. He shrugs his shoulders and goes back to his book.

"So you don't mind?" I say excitedly. No shakes his head no, keeping his eyes a steady pace on the book.

"Awesome." I smirk, walking down to Namjoon's room. I knock on the door as Hoseok walks over.

"Man if you're going in his room, just walk in. He's always at his computer." Hoseok shrugs, grabbing the knob.

Should I tell him? Nah.

Hoseok opens the door as I hold back a laugh. He takes a step in, stops and steps back out, closing the door.

"You knew didn't you?" He sighs, his body shuddering.

"Yup." I cackle. I could've told him that I heard Jin and Namjoon making out but that's no fun now, right? I wonder if Minnie knows. The door swings open, revealing two tall, red faced lovers with messy hair and swollen lips.

"That's it, I don't care, I'm getting a lock on my door." Namjoon growls, looking at Jin who simply rolls his eyes and walks downstairs. Namjoon invites us in, fixing the blankets on his bed and sitting in his black spiny chair.

"So, Jimin doesn't care if I come to school with you guys tomorrow. He's also in his silent treatment phase of getting back at me, so don't mind him." I say as I make myself comfortable on Joon's bed.

"Silent treatment? Phases? What are you talking about?" Hoseok crosses his arms as he stands, leaning on Joon's dresser.

"Oh, he hasn't done it with you guys yet?" I ask. They give each other a confused look before looking back at me, waiting for an answer.

"When Jimin is mad at someone, he goes through his own version of revenge. He has 5 stages. Stage one is to pout all the time which he has been doing with Jin. Stage two is to glare at the hated person whenever they're in eye sight." I shrug, letting them absorb the information.

"But he's cute when he's pouting and he's cute when he glares. There's no threat at all in that boy." Namjoon shrugs, tossing a small red ball around in his hands.

"Ah, okay, think what you want. Stage three is when you think you're good, you've given each other time to cool off but he hits you with the silent treatment." I chuckle, leaning back against the wall.

"What's stage four and five?" Hoseok asks curiously.

"I haven't hit those yet. If you figure it out, come to me and I'll say if you're right or not." I smirk. They give me in amused looks before sighing heavily.

"Okay, so what's the plan for tomorrow? How are you doing this?" Hoseok asks. 

"I'm glad you asked my dear Hopie boy! Come sit." I pat the empty spot next to me. Hoseok gives me a look before waddling over and sitting beside me.

"I need you to do something for me." I grin. He raises an eyebrow, full attention on me.

"I need you to flirt with Jackson." I state.

"What? No way, I wouldn't do that to Jimin." He frowns.

"Just do fake flirting while Jimin is near. You need to act like you're flirting when really you're going to be making him pissed. I'll step in and make him a little more mad. I'll take it from there." I say reassuringly. 

"What about the rest of us?" Namjoon asks.

"Stay with Jimin, make sure he sees this go down. As soon as he sees me in trouble, he'll come running to help." I shrug.

"How are you so sure?" Namjoon frowns.

"I know Jimin, he's my best friend since toddler days basically. He always tries to help me." A smile takes over my face.

"You two seem close." Hoseok huffs out.

"We are, that's why I need to do this, for him. No one disrespects my Jimin like this. Fuck this Jackson asshole." A frown replaces my smile.

"Yeah, Jackson kind of has a reputation going for other guys. He never keeps one past 2 weeks." Yoongi walks in.

"What- how- were you eavesdropping??" Hoseok blubbers.

"No, my room is next door, everything is loud when you're trying to sleep." He groans, pushing Hoseok out of the way and laying on the bed.

"Jackson doesn't know when to stop. If you don't do this, he'll keep hurting Jimin and others. I'm glad you're doing this. I also really want to see that ass hat get a good punch to the face, he deserves it." Yoongi sighs out, eyes closed as he lays like a star fish in the bed. I slip an arm under his back and carefully drag him over to me, resting his head on my lap. He looks at me with a raised eyebrow before rolling his eyes as if saying 'Fuck it' and sleeping again.

"Hey Taemin?" Namjoon asks.

"Yeah?" I ask, running my fingers through yoongi's hair.

"Are you gay?" He bluntly asks, crossing his arms over his chest.

"I'm as straight as a circle." I wink, making Yoongi and Hoseok chuckle.
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Time skip brought to you by my love for @21SugaKookiesWithTae
The next day at school.

"When are we doing this?" Yoongi asks, grabbing Taehyung's shirt collar so he won't chase yet, another butterfly.

"At the end of the day. You said you guys talk as a group before you leave right?" I grab Jungkook's shirt collar to stop him chasing a dragonfly.

"Yeah, we always talk for a few before we leave. We mostly do it for Jimin because he's more friends with them than we are." Namjoon shrugs.

"Okay look, I'm all in for Jackson getting the shit beat out of him but violence isn't always the answer." Jin sighs. "Yoongi, Joon, if we're there you know we have to stop it. We're student teachers, we can't stand by." Jin adds in, eyeing the other teachers.

"Five minutes, that's all I'm asking for." I plead, clapping my hands together and begging.

"Ugh fine, just don't beg like that again." Jin growls, turning and walking away to his class. I turn and smirk to Yoongi and Joon, Hoseok joining in.

"Hey, you have Science with Jimin and I second period. We'll help you out if you need any help understanding a few things, our teacher talks really fast." Hoseok chuckles.

"Okay, I have History with Yoongi first anyways so I'm sure he can help me." I grin, turning to look at Yoongi. "Right Yoongs?" I smile.

"Wha- uh- y-yeah." He turns into a small blubbering mess, blushing a little.

"Okay well we'll see you at break." Namjoon bids us goodbye as he walks off with Hoseok.

"Little shit." Yoongi growls, clears his throat and leads me to class as I follow him with a smirk of triumph plastered on my face.
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Ooooo end of the day, let's go bitchessssss

"Jimin!" Jungkook calls beside me, running up to my tiny best friend at his locker. 

"Oh, hi Kookie, ready to go home?" He smiles, avoiding eye contact with me.

"Can we talk to the group first? I think Taehyung needed to ask Mark something." Jungkook asks, holding Jimin's books in his arm, most likely his homework. 

"Yeah I don't mind." Jimin replies softly, a smile on his face. Jungkook grabs Jimin's hand (somehow with all the books he's carrying) and I follow them outside. I slow down, looking around for the elders. I spot Yoongi and Hoseok walking over, Jin and Namjoon already talking with a few people. We walk up to Jin and Joon, Jungkook quickly joining in on the conversation. Jimin smiles and laughs a few times before Hoseok and Yoongi come over. Hoseok taps my shoulder, pointing at a guy walking over. I peek over at Jimin and he tenses up, hiding behind Jungkook a little.

"That's Jackson." Yoongi whispers, looking at the guy strutting his stuff over to our group. Just by how he walks you can tell he's a fuck boy.

A/N: ahhhhh it hurts me to write this 😣 Jackson isn't a fuck boy I swear on noodles and rice!!!

"What a dick." I chuckle, watching him sling an arm around Lisa. She looks down a little uncomfortable. I cross my arms and observe, watching as Jimin casually walks over to Jin and clings onto his arm. Jin simply pats his head a few times, whispers something in his ear and smiles.

"Hey Jimin." The dick grins. Jimin gives a small wave, not looking up from the ground.

"Awe come on don't be like that." Jackson frowns, slipping his arm off of Lisa's shoulder.

"Like how? I'm just standing." Jimin mumbles, looking at Jackson.

"You've been ignoring all my calls and texts." Jackson scoffs.

"I have my reasons." Jimin now frowns himself.

"Oh yeah? What are those reasons?" Jackson rolls his eyes, taking a step towards Jimin. Lisa and Jenny step back and hide behind the boys.

"Are you kidding me?" Jimin laughs.

"No, tell me the reasons." Jackson takes another step forwards.

"Jackson, you broke my heart, played with me like a doll, kissed another guy across the theater from me, lead me on and didn't apologize properly." Jimin growls, listing off the reasons on his fingers.

"Broke your heart? You broke mine by saying all those things, yelling at me. Fuck you for being so petty." Jackson takes another step closer. My heart skips a beat as I think of what to do next. My eyes dart to Yoongi and Namjoon and they nod their heads. Namjoon gives a look to Jin and he nods. Taehyung and Jungkook keep Lisa and Jenny behind them.

"Petty? Jackson, stop trying to play the victim! You hurt me! Not the other way around!" Jimin now yells, catching the attention of a few people.

"Screw you, you're such a needy little bitch anyways." Jackson rolls his eyes. I watch him ball his hand in a fist. Fuck.

Jimin pauses, looking at Jackson with a look of hurt before replacing it with anger. "And you're a fucking whore." He growls back. I watch something snap in Jackson's eyes, raising and pulling his arm back, his hand a hard fist, aiming right for Jimin's face. Everything happens in slow motion.

Jin grabbing Jimin back by his waist.

Taehyung and Jungkook taking Lisa and Jenny back.

My feet stepping in front.

My hand grabbing Jackson's fist.

"Don't punch him." I growl at Jackson. He scoffs before using his other fist to punch my stomach. Ha, he's so weak.
I give him a good slap across his face to gain his attention.

"Listen here you tool. You will no longer talk to Jimin or his brothers, or me. You are not welcome in our group and you're not going to interact with Lisa either." I say sternly, watching his hand rub the side of his face.

"Who the hell are you to tell me that?" Jackson lets a sickening laugh out.

"Uh me that's who." I roll my eyes. As I do, he punches the side of my face and pushes me to the ground. I land on my ass, my bag keeping me sitting slanted. I hear Lisa and Jenny yell my name but I ignore them.

I look up to Jackson to see him smirking and walking over for more. My eyes dart to Jimin, hoping he'll step in. What surprises me is when he looks at me and walks away, Jungkook passing Jenny to Taehyung and running after Jimin.

"Taemin!" Jin shouts, making me remember I'm currently about to get the shit beaten out of me. I look back to Jackson who's about to throw another punch at me. I quickly unlatch my arms from my bag and roll sideways on the ground. I jump up and tackle him to the ground.

"Don't ever talk to Jimin again. You're a worthless tool who doesn't know how to grow up! Figure out what you want to do with your behavior you cockered common-kissing, elf-skinned, onion-eyed, hell-hated, bum-bailey, foot-licking, death-token cox-comb!!" I shout in his face, leaving him baffled on the ground as I'm picked up by Namjoon. Jin walks over and makes sure Jackson is alright while Namjoon walks off with me, Yoongi and Hoseok following behind us inside the school again. No words are said as Namjoon takes us to the nurse's office. He sits me on a bed as he goes and grabs a cloth and a first aid kit.

"I thought you said Jimin would help you." Hoseok frowns and crosses his arms.

"He always does, this is just as surprising for me as it is for you." I sigh, Namjoon sitting on a stool in front of me.

"Well at least you got a few punches in. It was entertaining to watch." Yoongi hums as a small sting runs through my cheek. Turns out the dick cut my cheek with his ring when he punched me.

"Really though he's weak. That first punch was nothing." I chuckle.

"Yeah, but what the hell were you saying earlier? Onion -eyes foot-licker? I was trying not to die!" Hoseok laughs, holding his stomach a bit.

"It's Shakespeare insults." I laugh back. Namjoon patches me all up just in time when Jin walks in with Taehyung.

"Come on, Jungkook called and said that Jimin is safe at home but aggressively playing video games in the den." Jin motions us out of the nurse's office. We exit the school, a few people calling to us and asking what happened.  We of course had to ignore them. We quickly walked home and all I could think about was Jimin leaving. He ways helps me, why was this time different?

"We're home!!" Taehyung shouts and Jungkook quickly runs from around the corner and hugs him.

"Come on, come see Jiminie!!" Jungkook giggles as he pulls Taehyung's hand. We walk downstairs and into the den to see... a sight.

There stands Jimin, a purple blanket around his neck as a cape, a yellow colored paper crown on his head and a long gold pole in his hand as a staff.

"Jimin?" Jin asks.

"King Jimin to you, peasant." Jimin frowns, pointing his pole at Jin.

"Excuse me?" Jin spits.

"Thou shall not speak unless spoken too, eel-fingered scoundrel!" He stomps his foot. They all look at me and I sigh.

"Shakespeare." I totally forgot about this.
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Wow... I'm actually so surprised I updated. Like I'm so sorry.  I've had major writers block cuz of recent events at school and with *shudder* boys. But I've solved.. a few. I have Easter break soon so expect more!! 😊

AND OMFG DID U WATCH BOY WITH LUV OMFG I'M DEAD. WE AT 91M VIEWS CURRENTLY AS I WRITE THIS AT 3:24PM (Canada) AND I'M SO HYPED FOR 100M!!!!