My Turn

 

 Taehyung’s jaw tightened while he stood up, “Well at least I have her number, and you don’t.”  JIMIN’S POV “WOW!” Y/n exclaimed while clapping. “Thank you.” I said while trying to catch my breath. I sat beside her, “Here.” I turned my attention towards her hand, “Oh thank you, when did you get this?” I asked while taking the refreshment from her. “When I was with Suga.” She answered. I nodded, but for some reason there was a slight tug on my heart, am I jealous? I spaced out, then a slight touch on my forehead snapped me out of my thoughts. “Oh sorry, it’s just your sweating.” I watched the way her eyelashes fluttered open when ever she blinked. Her eyes were so beautiful, her face was so close to mine. “Done.” She said with a smile while waving the small towel. I felt my ears get hot, my lips tuned into a sheepish smile. I looked at her reflection from the mirror in front of us. She was on her phone, I felt like she really didn’t mind being around me, almost like she didn’t care. “Y/n?” She looked at me, “Hm?” I reached for her phone, “What are you doing?” y/n asked. I smiled and returned it back to her, “Text me when ever your bored, k?” I replied before standing up. “Sure.” I heard her say behind me. *Bing* “Jimin.” I turned to face her. “Did Taehyung text something you didn’t want me to see?” I froze for a second hearing her words. “No, why?” I asked. Y/n giggled before shaking her head and leaving to her room. I actually d