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"Didn't I tell you to trust me?!"

You and Jimin are the first to reach the apartment, taking his own car instead of riding with Jungkook and Holly. You're actually grateful for that, considering how disgustingly clingy they acted all day, it's obvious Jungkook is going to get what he wants tonight, as usual.

It's almost funny how Jungkook uses his friendly, flirty nature to lure them in, and how easily it works. He makes them feel like they're the most beautiful person he's ever laid eyes on, like they're wanted, even though in his reality they come a dime a dozen.

Ever since his father left he's been this way...

You shake your head to clear it. "How is flirting and making me wear a slutty dress going to help me get Jungkook's attention?!" You blurt, jabbing the key in the hole to unlock the front door. You walk inside and take off your shoes, Jimin following the way to your room where you hang up the stupid dress you'll probably never wear.

"And by the way, if you ever kiss me without my permission again you're gonna regret it."

"Don't tell me you didn't enjoy it," Jimin snickers and you spin around quickly to glare at him.

His laughers dies out fast. "Oh, come on, Y/N! I only kissed you on the cheek!"

"And slapped my ass!"

"All of this was for a very good reason!"

Your hands rest on your hips. "What reason exactly?!"

"Well, for starters, you're not making yourself available enough," Jimin says simply, taking a seat on your bed and leaning back on his hands as you slowly start to take off your makeup with a wipe.

"Available enough? He knows I'm single, openly up for grabs! What more does he need?! Jungkook sleeps with girls left and right while I'm right here, heart a vacant parking lot ready to be filled!"

"A vacant parking lot? What kind of shitty poetry is that?"

You roll your eyes and grab your oversized nightshirt from the dresser. "Shut up and turn around!"

Jimin smirks, wiggling his eyebrows and you pick up your hair brush from the vanity, ready to chuck it at his head if necessary. "Okay, okay, geez!" he raises his hands up and spins around to face the wall. "It's clear you're still a virgin."

"That's honestly none of your business, pervert," with blushing cheeks you quickly strip from your clothes and pull the night gown over your figure, tossing the dirty clothes in the laundry basket inside the closet.

"Look, I really don't want to help you with this but what can I say? I'm an angel," Jimin shakes his head sadly and you scrunch your nose at his self-praising words.

"More like a devil in disguise."

"Yah!"

"I have a right to hate you, you're the one who made this stupid bet anyways," you mutter dryly, pulling your hair up into a ponytail.

"Trust me, I'm starting to regret it myself... "

"What was that?"

Jimin turns back around as you sit on the bed, tucking your legs under comfortably. "N-nothing, I didn't say anything," he sighs, laying down on his side to prop his head in his hand. "I'm gonna start out by saying your sex appeal sucks," you raise a hand to smack his arm and he flinches back. "Yah! You're gonna hurt the one person willing to help you?!"

Hesitantly, your hand lowers with a pout and he continues to speak. "That's why I had you wear that dress. You need to show Jungkook that you're not just his friend but a woman, an attainable woman at that. And for fucks sake show some cleavage every once in a while!"

You glare at the last part but your head begins to nod in understanding. You never really showed yourself like that in front of Jungkook, maybe that's why he hasn't looked at you in that way. This is all very new and weird to you, trying to get a guy to like you, let alone your own best friend. You're also farther in the friend zone then you thought.

"But you need to take into consideration the type of guy Jungkook is. It's very clear he likes to sleep around."

"Crystal clear," you grumble, picking at the blanket as you think of the first girl Jungkook told you he slept with. He described it in full detail and you thought your ears were bleeding by the end. But what really shocked you is when he said she wasn't his type and dumped her the next day. You should have known it would have gone down hill from that point.

Jimin snaps you out of your thoughts. "Jungkook is the type of guy who can clearly get whoever he wants. You need to give him a challenge, make yourself known that your available but not for him."

"Why would he care when he has an entire line waiting for him?"

"Because you're his best friend, you're different than the others. You really can't see that? Are you really that dumb?!"

"You little-- "

Jimin scoops up a pillow to shield his body from your fist. "Would you just listen to me for one second?! I'm saying that you have an advantage! I... " he takes a deep breath. "I can see how he acts around you, how territorial he is; I don't think it's a friend type of thing. That's my theory."

You pause as you process his words.

Jungkook could potentially have feelings for you? That sounds a bit far fetched, but maybe you could have an upper hand in winning him over, you're the person closest to him after all.

He already trusts me, loves me, just not in the way I want him to...

You both jump at the sudden sound of your door clicking open.

"Why are you both in here alone with the door closed?!" Jungkook's voice echoes around your room and you exchange a weird look with Jimin.

Maybe Jimin really is on to something...

"Are you my dad or something?" You snap, intentionally scooting yourself back to sit against Jimin's figure to which he nods in approval, hand moving to pull you closer as he sits up so that you're practically sitting on his lap.

You glance at Holly whose hand is linked tightly with Jungkook's, expression puzzled as she looks between the three of you.

"Excuse me?" Jungkook's eyes narrow as he drops his hand to walk closer to the bed, leaving Holly standing in the door way uncomfortably. "You barely know him! I'm trying to protect you here!"

"So you can bring home hundreds of girls any time you need to get your dick wet but I can't bring over one guy?!"

The room falls awkwardly silent.

Maybe you shouldn't have said that in front of Holly but she has a right to know. You probably just cock-blocked Jungkook from getting anything tonight but it's clear Holly is into Jungkook way more than just a one night stand. She'll be heart broken by tomorrow if you let him get away with taking her heart and crushing it like he's done many times before.

Why the hell do I love this idiot fuckboy?!

Jimin scoffs from behind you, breaking the tense silence. "Y/N is an adult, she can do whatever she wants with whoever she wants," his chin rests on your shoulder and you bite your lip, unsure if he's starting to take it a bit too far.

"She doesn't know what she wants!" Jungkook's voice raises, blood clearly starting to boil just by the mere sight of Jimin's hands wrapping around your body.

"She doesn't know what she wants? Or you want to keep her single until you figure out what you want?" Jimin remains calm, eyes dead set on Jungkook as they stare each other down.

"What the fuck is that supposed to mean?!" Jungkook's jaw flexes, hands clenching and unclenching at his sides but Jimin only chuckles, shaking his head in disappointment.

"I'm gonna get going," Jimin gently pushes you off his lap, standing from the bed. He leans down, taking your face into his hands.

"I'll text you, see you tomorrow," and with that his lips press quickly against your own, throwing a quick wink only you can see with his back facing Jungkook.

You can't move, too irritated and shocked to speak. All you can do is watch as Jimin purposefully bumps against Jungkook's shoulder harshly.

"You better figure out what you want before she's taken away," Jimin whispers a quiet threat for only Jungkook to hear before making his grand exit.

Your fingers brush against your lips, eyes popped wide as you can still feel the outline of his mouth pressed against yours. Heart beat drumming loudly in your ears you can barely hear Holly say she's leaving as well. You remain still as Jungkook tries to run after her, begging her to come back and to let him explain.

Nothing makes sense anymore.

Your heart is just as jumbled as your thoughts.