“Get the fuck back here you dickhead!”
Even the way he calls me dickhead is adorable.
It amazes me that I’ve known this guy all my life and yet we haven’t fucked.
I turn to face the orange haired man as he runs to me, his cheeks puffed and his plump lips pouty.
“What?” I finally ask.
“Give me back my phone. I need to call-”
“Who? Your skank of a girlfriend?” I finish for him.
Jimin huffs as he crosses his arms over his chest.
“She’s not a skank. I don’t see why you hate her so much. She’s never done anything to you.” Jimin says as if I had offended him.
Yeah, nothing but steal the guy I’m in love with.
“She’s just not your type.” I say as I shake my head.
“How would you know what my type is? You barely even talk to girls.” Jimin says as he tries to snatch his phone back from me but I pull it away and stretch it over my head.
In all of my time of knowing Jimin I know one thing for sure,
He’s definitely gay.
If not gay he’s bisexual.
There’s just no way he’s not.
Even if he isn’t I need him to become Jungkook-sexual.
“You don’t want her. You need someone in control.” I say, my voice lowering.
Jimin’s eyebrows furrow as he backs his face away from mine.
“What are you-”
“You’re too submissive.”
My words bring him embarrassment as his eyes widen.
“Yah! I am totally the one in control! I’m not a submissive. Now give me that you idiot.” Jimin says as he snatches his phone away from me and turns on his heels.
“I’m not a submissive.” I hear him mumble under his breath and I chuckle to myself.
The poor guy didn’t even realize his own sexual needs and wants and what he needs, is some dick.
I just need to figure out how the hell to get him to admit that.
After that I’ll gladly dick him down.
What can I say, I’ve been secretly in love with the guy for years.
“Okay, I’ll see you later. I love you.” Jimin says as he smiles into the phone.
“So you’re hanging out with the devil after all?” I ask, leaning against the wall and watching Jimin’s every move.
“You should really start liking her. We’re pretty serious.” Jimin says while slipping on his jacket.
I push myself off of the wall and stand up straight.
“Well I’ll see you later. I’ll make dinner when I get back so don’t worry about it. Bye!” Jimin says as he walks out of our apartment, leaving me by myself.
So, to sum this up for you,
Jimin and I have been best friends since basically birth.
We use to live next door to each other and now we’re sharing an apartment.
Jimin has an evil girlfriend who’s in the way of him acknowledging his gay ways.
Then there’s me, Jeon Jungkook. I am openly gay but only if people ask.
I’m not even sure Jimin knows and I’m not exactly sure how I should tell him.
He’s a very understanding person and I’m sure he wouldn’t mind but it’s just difficult for me to tell him specifically.
He’s the only person I fear rejection from.
Although he may not know it yet, I’ve got my sights set on my best friend, Park Jimin.