Still With You ?

After the event…

“Yah! Are you crazy?! Yah, moron, I’m gonna die! I’m still young… ahhh, please!” Jimin was practically screaming, gripping the seatbelt like his life depended on it (because it kind of did).

Taehyung, on the other hand, was driving like he was in Fast & Furious, his knuckles white on the steering wheel.

“Yah! Why the hell is she here, huh?! Did she show up just to piss me off?!” Taehyung yelled to no one in particular.

“Ahhh, please! I’m so young! I haven’t even had my first kiss yet! My future partner’s probably waiting for me somewhere, please don’t do this to me!” Jimin wailed, clutching the dashboard dramatically.

Taehyung just stepped harder on the gas.

Jimin screamed louder, “AHHH  PLEASEEEE---------”

“To make it worse, she’s in our damn team! I hate her to the core! She’s a walking disaster... SHIBALLLL!” Taehyung yelled again, slamming the brakes out of nowhere and jerking the car to a stop.

Jimin nearly passed out from relief. The moment the car stopped, he threw the door open and jumped out like his butt was on fire. He marched to the driver’s side, yanked the door open, and shouted, “YAH! GET OUT, YOU MANIAC!”

Taehyung blinked, confused. “Ahh, wae?!”

“Shut your fuckin mouth and fucking move over! Put your fucking ass in the passenger seat, mister!” Jimin barked like a full-time traffic police officer, grabbing Taehyung and shoving him to the other side like a sack of potatoes.

Jimin got into the driver’s seat, let out the loudest sigh, and patted his chest dramatically. “Aish, Park Jimin, you’re alive. You made it. What a miracle…”

He went to the driver’s seat, sat down, and started driving.

“Why the hell is she here?!” Taehyung yelled, clearly still fuming.

Jimin gave him a deadpan look. “Am I Jaein? How would I know?! I was honestly relieved thinking I’d never have to see your fucking childish fights again, but no... starting today, I guess I get front-row seats again! You two literally killed me back in high school, and now here too. Aish, poor me,” Jimin whined dramatically, clutching his imaginary pearls.

Taehyung rolled his eyes. “She was the one who always started the fights,” he scoffed.

“Yah, you two were literally arguing in the principal’s office once!” Jimin said, laughing at the memory.

Tae sighed and leaned back, frustration radiating off him. “It’s not just the fights, Jimin. We were rivals in both academics and personally. But she crossed the damn line when she said appa was the reason that her dad got accused. How could I just stand there and take that? She even dragged hyung and all of Bangtan into it just because our dads were rivals in business. And then.... then she had the audacity to come to my face and say I’m a shitty person just like my father. How dare she?” His voice cracked with anger being all grumpy.

Jimin glanced at him with a sigh. “Ahh, just let it go, Tae. Maybe we should try to understand her side too----"

“YAH! Are you my best friend or hers, huh?!” Taehyung cut him off, yelling in disbelief. “I freaking hate her to the core of my heart!”

He started grumbling like a grumpy old man, crossing his arms scoffing.

Jimin stared at him with a tired expression and muttered under his breath, “And I still have years of this drama left to witness... What a great day"