One Shot

You step into the girls shower room after your rigorous soccer practice; the room is empty so you start stripping and turn your music on, plugging it into the speakers.

Reaching into your locker you pull out your toiletries and start singing to BTS's new song, 봄날(Spring Day) in an obnoxiously loud voice. Sniggering to yourself you wonder when was the last time you had the shower room to yourself, so taking advantage of your luck, you grab your sponge and use it as a mic.

You shampoo your hair, wash up, and once you finish, you step out and dry off. Putting your hoodie and cotton shorts on, you leave the room and go straight for the common lounge in your Specialised Sports University.

You walk past a group of girls from the swimming department, some guys from the basketball department and two guys from the gymnastics department. Each of their eyes widen when they see you and you see them whisper to each other and subtly point at you.

Mystified about what caught their interest, you look at yourself but see nothing out of place in your outfit so you shrug and walk into the lounge.

The moment you walk in your friend sees you, turns to wave but then suddenly gasps and makes wild gestures towards her hair.

At this point you feel dread dawn upon you and you pull out your phone as quickly as you could. You start seething when you see what the issue was.

Your hair... your hair was bloody pink...

"PARK JIMINNNNNN" you scream as loud as you could. From the distance, startled birds flew away from the tree they were resting on.

Crouching outside the lounge sits the said man, laughing with his best friend, Taehyung, as they both finish recording your little outburst.

"What did she do to you this time, for you to actually dye her hair pink?" Taehyung asked with a curious smirk.

"...you remember when I switched all the cleats in her soccer shoes to gummy bears and then to get back at me she edited a recording of me singing in the shower, in between my dance song?" Jimin asks and Tae nods, slightly worried.

"Well I dipped all her shin guards in honey -which was a pain in the ass, mind you- and so this time she put itching powder on my dance shorts before my final performance..." Jimin said finally and Taehyung only sighed, knowing how hard the contemporary dance number Jimin prepared was, without the pain of being itchy.

He shot Jimin a look "when are you guys going to get over your little pranks... you're literally roommates, I'm surprised you haven't murdered each other already." Taehyung says and he stands, brushing the dirt off his pants.

Jimin stands too "It's not my fault she started it...besides what kind of girl is she... she totally rejected my moves when she first got here..." Jimin says pouting.

Taehyung just laughs "Dude you need to hear yourself. You're totally hung over her! I bet you're only doing this to get her attention!" Tae says in realization, pushing Jimin over playfully.

"Me?? Like that soccer brute? No thanks, there's hotter girls in the volleyball department who actually fawn over me." Jimin says shrugging his arm over Tae.

"I never said anything about you liking her" Tae says in a singsong voice.

Jimin pauses then kicks Tae in the leg shooting him a petulant pout.

"Heh you're not denying it either. I think you're enjoying the hunt, you sadist." Tae smirks, ruffling Jimin's hair and Jimin just huffs in fake annoyance and shoves him back. Making Tae laugh at his shorter best friend.
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You storm out of the lounge spotting Jimin and Taehyung casually laughing and you pause, zoning in on the stupid mochi.

"Park Jimin!" You say dangerously. His head turns towards you and his eyes widen "Shit!" He says and turns to Taehyung mouthing, Save me

Taehyung freezes when your attention falls on him. "Uh. Man I think I had extra practice for our group performance with Yoongi Hyung...I'm gonna go..." he trails off while quickly shuffling back, heading towards the dance practice room without a second glance. Jimin glares at his retreating back "Coward..." he mutters.

You growl, catching his attention and he turns around slowly. "You're a dead man Jimin" you say slowly and he stiffens in response.

You think about what you could do to get him back and you're graced with the best plan you've ever thought of.

With that in mind you give him the most saccharine smile you could and simply whisper "You better watch your back" before you turn and walk away

Jimin looks back at you in surprise. "What?... why didn't she?... she usually tries to kick my ass by now" he pales slightly when he realizes that your payback is probably going to be the worst one yet.

The next couple of weeks went by peacefully for most but for Park Jimin it was left unsaid that he was in full paranoia, waiting for the moment you struck. Every night as he came back to your dorm room, he cringed in fear of your retribution and every night you give him a sweet smile and a wave, to which he balks at even more.

"Paybacks a bitch Jimin, too bad you won't know when it's coming...cause I don't have anything planned." You think and smile at just how ingenious the idea was. Deep down inside you'd never admit it, but you have fun with the pranks you both pull on each other.

You remember the time you first moved in and when he tried to hit on you, with you promptly telling him off. You knew his type: cute, charming, funny as hell and probably a player. And you were right, once you got to know him he was everything you thought, except he wasn't even close to being on that level of low. It was so unfair. How could he be everything a girl wants, and still treat women decently.

Before you knew it you started crushing on him, but by then you both were at each other's neck and you knew he wouldn't settle for a girl like you. So you stuck to pissing him off, just to get his attention.

"Ugh I feel like such a middle schooler...thinking about how boys and girls tease each other because they have crushes..." you think flopping down to your bed.

With a sigh you realize how inconvenient this stupid crush was. You had the team to think about, and the upcoming national championship, where scouts from every woman's soccer team would attend to pick this seasons new recruits.

The thing was, messing with Jimin always helped you take a break from all the stress. You pull your pillow to your face and scream, flailing your arms.

That catches Jimin's attention so he shoots you a look. "You good?" He says casually and you just nod.

"Damn... it's been almost two weeks and she hasn't done anything yet... maybe she's over whatever we had... Tae's right... I can't let go of whatever this is between the both of us. I can get any girl I want except her, and that's the problem... I only want her..." he thinks and freezes at what he just admitted to himself.

As if he saw you in a new light he approached you and jumped on your bed making you break out of your thoughts. "What do you want?" You say half heartedly, having no energy to pretend like you hated him.

"Nothing. I'm just sick of what we've been doing to each other. I want to start over" he says simply, cutting straight to the chase. You laugh wondering if you should add 'mind reader' to the list of Jimin's skills, but he gives you the same look and you realize that he's being serious.

"Chim c'mon. You always mess with me, is this another one of your pranks? Where's the camera?" You say teasingly and you stand looking around the room for one.

He stands quietly, spins you around and pulls your body against his. At this point all you can think of is the warmth from every pane of his toned body.

"Damn what I would give to lick every singl-" you freeze and shake your head wildly, trying to get your thoughts back together. "Shit, is this what dancing really does to your body?..." you think, trying hard to put your, not so clean, thoughts aside.

"Y/N, I'm done... I'm done with these games" he admits

This time your heart drops, the pranks were what gave you the excuse to be close to him and if you couldn't be someone he could potentially date, then you at least wanted him to be a part of yours, no matter how insignificant.

"But... I- I mean that's it? We're just going to go back to being strangers sharing a room?" You say, inwardly cursing at your stutter.

He looks down at you, amused by your reaction, and he confirms that you may not actually hate him after all. "Maybe I do have a chance..." he thinks

With refound confidence, he shoots you one of his drop dead gorgeous smiles and your heart painfully leaps. "No. Not strangers, not anymore. I think your pink hair and my ruined clothes kind of ruined those chances for us." He says chuckling and softly pushes you back on your bed. You fall unflatteringly and he laughs, now on top of you, placing his arms on the side of your face.

Your breath hitches, still not entirely processing what was happening and before you could stop your awkward self, you stupidly ask while gulping. "So if we're not strangers what are we? Acquaintances? Friends? Frenemies? Mo-"

You're cut off.

By his lips.

On your lips.

He tasted of marshmallows.

You gasp when he nibbles your lip gently.

He takes full advantage of it.

And when he pulls away, he gives you a hazy look and one of... desire?

"Oh..." you thought dazedly.

Again you open your mouth, "So... Acquaintances?..." you ask, whispering jokingly

He tucks his head to your neck and laughs breathlessly, which tickles you. He lifts his head again and gives you a mischievous look

"I was thinking more along the line of boyfriend but if I have to prove it to you..." he trails off when you choke, coughing slightly and he laughs.

"I guess I'm going to have to do better if that kiss made you think we were only acquaintances..." he dramatically says and gives you a predatory look while playing with your hair distractedly.

You're speechless, and with a twinkle in his eye he leans back down to resume what he started.

This time you don't stop him...

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