Jimin's POV

"Wait, you two are models!" I practically screamed.

"Well, Yeah. And we were wondering if you'd like to be in our next photo shoot?" Namjoon asked.

"I don't know, Joonie. I look like I'm eight and I'm not attractive," I frowned.

"First of all, you're adorable. And second of all, if you weren't attractive why would I be asking you to model with us?" Joonie asked.

"True. But people always make fun of me because I look like a little kid," I whined.

"Maybe you'll stop looking like one when you stop acting like one," namjoon said, rolling his eyes.

"Hey! Don't say that to our poor, baby," Seokjin said, hitting Namjoons shoulder.

"You get em, Jinnie!" I cheered, high fiving him.

"Okay, okay, sorry. Also, why are you hanging out with Taehyung?... the bad boys. He doesn't seem too happy about you," he questioned.

"My Mom forced me. He was the first person I met on my first day of school and we ended up having to be partners in a project. He was my only 'friend'. My mom wants me to make friends so she asked him if he could help me. Which he agreed to because who doesn't love my mom? So yeah. I was also really clingy back there because I'm really shy and get very anxious easily," I explained.

"Oh. Well he didn't look as bad as he usually does when he was with you," Joonie commented. "Does he like you? Or do you like him?"

"Ew, no. Never. He's a bad boy. I'm a good gir-boy. We do not attract," I said.

"Okay, we'll see," he laughed. "Well, you better get ready. This photo shoot is in an hour."

"Wait what!?"

(A/N. Sorry this is really short. I wanted to update and its like 10:00pm and I'm tired. I've been so tired recently. It's probably because I haven't slept in like ages. Ugh. Can school just not exist. Fuck my life)