a/n my chapters have been dissapointing lately- at least jungkook has personality in this book ig ✋😭

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Jimin rolls his eyes with a loud sigh, dropping onto his sequined chair, and Jungkook pulls up a chair as well, opening the script on his phone.

"Can you not?". Jimin snaps.

"Huh?".

"Your breathing so loudly, oh my God. It's throwing me off.".

Jungkook's mouth drops.

"Are you serious? You have a problem with me breathing now?!".

"It's mostly your presence that's pissing me off, actually.'. Jimin retorts, wrinkling his nose.

"I swear to God, I get you're salty about that scene and the fact you had to compliment me back for the behind-the-scenes video, but it's not a good time to throw a fit.".

Before Jimin can retort anything, he plugs his headphones in, opening Twitter instead. But just to his annoyance, everything on his Feed is about their drama, one fan tweeting that Jimin is such an icon with his sequined chair and countless on-set selfies.

Jungkook's tempted to reply with "i mean, you do you, but i personally don't think the gay asian reincarnate of Sharpay from high school musical is an icon.". But he doesn't, mainly because of that stupid agreement.

He was willing to play nice for a little, but given that Jimin would do the same. He certainly didn't sign up to almost be outed to the world and have to fake smiles while Jimin gets to be his usual, bitchy self.

"You know I hate this just as much as you do, right?" He says, pulling a headphone out.

"What?".

"This entire situation. I know neither of us want to act like we like each other and pretend to be friends and have people think we're dating and shit, but can you just try to make this easy for us?".

Jimin rolls his eyes, running a hand through his hair.

"Fine, whatever. Sorry for getting mad at you. Are you happy now?".

Jungkook pauses. Apologizing isn't something Jimin does, so he should just accept it. Even when it's rude, it means he's somewhat sincere but doesn't want to admit it.

"Not really, but it's fine. Just, like, don't snap at me randomly.".

Jimin rolls his eyes again with a huff, and plugs his own AirPods in.

"We're supposed to meet up tonight or whatever. Come whenever you want, take some pictures, and I want you to leave after that.".

"Aren't we supposed to-".

"I fucking know we need to bond or crap, but I have a... friend coming over. Come a little later. Or not. I don't care.".

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Jungkook's surprised to see that the door to Jimin's apartment is open, probably because he was ringing the doorbell so annoyingly the last time. Figures.

His jaw drops as he makes his way to Jimin's room, blinking slowly before it hits him.

Park Jimin, you whore.

He's tempted to throw the doors open and embarrass him, but it seems a little mean.

But not too mean. Jimin would probably do the same if it were him. And something about it, how Jimin called whoever's over a "friend", how he's able to hear them through the walls just invokes some inexplicable fury in him as he throws the door open, gulping at the sight.

He hates Jimin. He hates him, right? But why the fuck does the one person he hates have to be so goddamn attractive? He's trying to be mad at him, but the way he's spread out on the sheets gloriously, legs spread with the head of some singer Jungkook vaguely knows in between his thighs, sex hair fluffed up across the pillows.

"What the actual fuck?!". Jungkook asks, and Jimin looks up, barely surprised at all.

"Can you wait a bit?". He asks, holding a hand up, the other going in the other boy's hair.

"We were supposed to- fucking hell.". Jungkook turns around, head in his hands with a groan. He doesn't know what's going on. He doesn't know why the fuck Jimin has some other B-list celebrity giving him head while they were supposed to bond, and most importantly, he has no fucking idea why he's so pissed off.

Well, he tells himself. Of course you're mad. It's just showing how little he cares about both of your careers.

That must be it. The reason the mere thought of the two of them is just filling him with anger, especially the way Jimin was so blasé about it all, it's all because of his behaviour recently, indicating he doesn't even care if Jungkook gets outed to the world or if their show is a flop. It's that, it must be. There's no other logical explanation for it. It's not jealousy, or the lingering thought in the back of his mind wondering what it's like, to be sleeping with Park Jimin, proclaimed sex god of the entertainment industry.

"Are you fucking kidding me?!".

Jimin sighs, making a shoo-ing motion at him as he pulls his legs back up, knees against his chest, flashes the boy and apologetic glance and mouths "Wait a minute" at him.

"Do you have a problem-".

"Jimin, we were supposed to learn our fucking lines today and do what our managers-".

"We can always bond with a good old blowjob.". Jimin says with a wink. "I'm kidding, I don't want your dick in my mouth.". He adds, once he sees the look on Jimin's face. "Anyways, why are you so pissy today?".

"Why am I pissy today?! You're the one-".

"I already apologized, chill.".

"Fine, well, I'm pissed because you're not taking literally anything about this show seriously!".

"I'm not taking anything seriously?! Are you kidding me, Jungkook?!".

"I'm not the one who had to redo a scene twelve fucking times because you didn't want to-".

"Grow up, you can't expect-".

"You're telling me to grow up when you literally bring over one of your boy toys-".

"I told you to come later-".

"You said you didn't ca-". Jungkook lets out a huff, leaning against the doorframe. "Can you just not? I don't have time for you and your little fuckbud-".

"I don't-".

"Like, God, can you not be a fucking whore for once?! First filming, then you're being a diva nonstop, then you're the reason I was almost outed to the world and now-".

"What does-".

"My point is that you aren't taking anything of what we're doing seriously. It's like you're trying-".

"Why are you even so mad?". Jimin retorts. "Like, I'm sorry I have a sex life?".

The poor boy who's name Jungkook is still trying to figure out looks more and more uncomfortable as the two glare at each other, silently tugging his shirt back on.

"I'm just gonna... go...".

"Go ahead.". Jungkook hisses. "I'd probably warn you that he's gonna cheat-".

"What the fuck?!". Jimin shouts. "Jungkook, out. Sungwoon, sorry.".

"It's okay.". He says with a nervous smile, holding his hoodie in one hand, running a hand through his messy hair sheepishly, there's still a wet spot in his sweatpants but he tries to obscure the marks all over his neck as he walks past Jungkook.

"Get out.". Jimin hisses to Jungkook once the door closes. "Hate me all you want, write bitchy things about me in your diary when you get home, I don't fucking care. But don't you dare act as if I'm not working my ass off for this show."

"Please.". Jungkook scoffs. "You only got in because of your status.".

"And how the fuck do you think I got that status?". Jimin asks icily. "Don't talk about things you don't know about and be thankful your parents ensured you a smooth ride in the industry. Now, get the fuck out.".