Deal With The Devil

"Yah Park Jimin, Are you crazy?" I squeal. Is he for real??

"Didn't you follow Taehyung because you want to get him back?" Jimin questions, staring me straight in the eye.

"How did you know that?" Is it that obvious?

"It's so obvious by the look on your face! Also, can't you just listen to what I have to say first?" His answer confirms my thought. "Since you want to get Taehyung back, shouldn't you make him jealous?"

My fingers curl as I remember what Bomi said.

"Are you sure pretending to be a couple will make Taehyung jealous?" I ask, not sure if I should accept.

"Well I can't say for sure until I see how he reacts", he shrugs, "So, what do you think? Deal or no deal?"

As much as I'd like to accept this deal, I find myself hesitating.

"If you're not going to agree, I guess I'll just tell Taehyung what happened just now" he threatens, "I wonder how he'll react when he finds out his ex-girlfriend is a stalker."

"Yah! Park Jimin! Are you threatening me now?!" I scowl. His lips tilt up in a smirk, black eyes smiling.

"I guess you could say that."

"Wow, I can't believe this guy..." I mutter, my every word dripping with sarcasm.

"So I assume you accept the condition?"

"Do I look like I have any other choice?" I growl.

"So deal." He smiles, satisfied with my answer, "Let's go back to school then."

"Didn't you say you're skipping class?" I ask with confusion.

"Well, I changed my mind. Let's go!"

"Yah! What do you think you're doing?!" I screech with surprise as he takes my hand in his and pulls me down the crowded street.

"Relax, Princess!! Holding hands is a natural thing for couples! Shouldn't we practice here now, so we'll look like a real couple?" he questions with a raised brow.

And so we hold hands the entire way back to school. Walking side by side while holding hands reminds me of when I first held Taehyung's hand... except that Jimin's hand is way smaller when compared to Taehyung's hand.

Wait, why am I thinking about this?! Taehyung and Jimin are two very different people!

Taehyung is nice and kind, unlike Jimin who's a jerk and threatened me into becoming a fake couple with him.

Seriously, what have I gotten myself into?

"Okay, class. I've assigned a new seating arrangement for all of you. Based upon what you see on the projector screen, that'll be your new seating arrangement," the teacher explains.

Wait a minute... Jimin is my partner, and Taehyung is in front of me?!

"Alright, everyone. Quickly move to your new seat!"

"Hey Y/N, Can you believe you're my partner? Is this fate?!" Jimin says loud enough for Taehyung to hear before hugging me, covering me in a blanket of warmth.

"Yah!! Get o-"

Jimin suddenly leans his body forward and whispers, his hot breath fanning across my ear, "Shhh, I'm helping you make Taehyung jealous." He then pretends like nothing happened and continues to hug me.

"Oh really? This just looks like you've found an opportunity to sexually harass me!" I reply whilst smacking Jimin's back hard enough to make him screech in pain just loud enough for me to hear.

During the lesson, Jimin keeps staring at me, which makes me uncomfortable. I shift in the rigid chair, clasping my sweaty hands together on the cream coloured desk.

"Can you stop staring at me?"

"Hey, Y/N. Entertain me," he murmurs as he pulls his own grey chair closer.

"Are you kidding me? I'm busy, go find someone else!"

Just when I think Jimin has finally stopped bothering me, he put a hand on my thigh, making me squeal and jump out of my seat.

Everyone looks at me in confusion while Jimin sits beside me, holding back his laughter.

"Y/N? What's wrong? Are you okay?" The teacher queries me with concern etched on her face.

"No, it's nothing..." I apologise with embarrassment, fiddling with my fingers as I sit back down.

"Yah, Park Jimin! How dare you-"

"It's payback for what you did earlier. I didn't know a person could squeal that loud!" he laughs.

"You're the WORST!!" I shout, not caring about any possible consequences, which luckily never come anyways.

After class, I quickly pack my bag, ready to get out of the class when suddenly the teacher calls for me and Jimin and me to stay behind for a while.

"Y/N I need your help. Can you help Jimin improve his English by tutoring him?" she asks kindly, her pastel pink hair bobbing upon her shoulders in silky curls. "Please, Y/N. You're one of the best in my English class, so I'm counting on you!" She gives me a pat on the back before leaving.

"Hmm... Studying with Y/N... Interesting..." Jimin murmurs as his lip curled up into a mischievous smile.