"I had to take you home... JUST TO SEE YOUR FUCKING HAIR COLOR!?!". Jin screamed and I walked out the bathroom.

"I had a hard time deciding on what to wear". I smirked. "Go to hell Jimin". Jin hissed at me. "You're lucky I love you". Jin sighs and I laughed. "Of course you do". I grinned and my phone goes off. "Here we go". Jin and I say at the same time. "Come sit next to me". Jin pats on the bed and I jump on it.

"What this fucker want?". Jin scoffed. "Let's find out". I opened the text.

Irrelevant

Jimin, you aren't in the house

Are you with Jin?

"Look at him, worrying about you... I'm sickened". Jin shivered. "I'm disgusted". I gagged. "Are you going to text him back?". Jin asked. "The fuck?". I looked at Jin. "No". I say. "I'm thinking of getting a whole new phone". I said. "Cool". Jin says and puts a pink invite on my lap. "I dead ass need one to get into the party?".

"I can't give you any special treatment cause you're my friend sweetie". Jin pinched my cheek. "Right". I rolled my eyes and read the invitation. "Pink theme?". I turned to Jin who was smiling widely. "What you expect? Mario?". Jin giggles then stops. "Wait a minute...". "No!". I yelled. "Pink is good! I like pink". I told him.

"Fabulous!". Jin claps. "I'll see you this Saturday". Jin said and leaves. "Saturday!?!". I shouted.

"I don't have anything to wear!".