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BTS SCENARIO: BABYSITTER 2 (PARK JIMIN)

Part 1, Part 3

You had never been this ashamed before. Not only did you assume that Park Jimin was an intruder, you also saw him shirtless and you threw your freaking shoe at him. You really needed the money for college and it looked like you were definitely gonna lose this job now. Jiwoon was the only kid you felt comfortable with babysitting. All the others were too much of a hassle. “Who are you anyways?” Jimin’s voice rang in your ears after a moment of an awkward silence. Should you tell him your name? Would he yell at you? Would he rat you out to his parents? You kept biting your lip. You started thinking of the worst possible scenarios before coming to the conclusion how it wasn’t your fault and he doesn’t have the right to yell at you. “Look here, I - ” You turned around immediately with a new found confidence before realizing his state of shirtlessness.

“Yaaah!” He immediately protested as soon as you turned trying to cover his chest. ”Are you a pervert? Stop looking.” He looked flustered which made you scoff internally. “Yahh!” You replied back before continuing, “Can’t you put a shirt on? And what did you call me, a pervert huh?” You scoffed sarcastically. “The real pervert is you. It’s YOU! Couldn’t you have a put a shirt on while I was - I was looking away.” You made the mistake of looking at his bulging abs yet again and stuttered out in a flustered state. “Are you naturally dimwitted?” He hissed out. “Yah! You’re standing in front of my closet!” He continued bulging his eyes at you. You turned your head back to see his closet which you were standing directly in front of. “Well..” You grew hesitant and let out unsurely. “You could’ve told me.” You mumbled out while looking at the ground. He let out a tsk sound. “Get out already, will you?” He seethed looking at you with a deadly gaze. 

“G- g- give me my shoe first.” You pointed towards your shoe lying on the ground behind him. He gave you an unbelieving expression but picked up your shoe and handed it you anyways.    

“Who is she anyways? I swear if she’s one of those babysitters again…” He muttered to himself but you heard him. You wasted no time in skittering out of the room as soon as you had put your shoe on back again. You went down to the living room with a heavy feeling in your chest. You felt so ashamed, you could die. You started knocking your head against the wall in embarrassment. You wanted to scream but he’d probably hear you. “Pabo!” You kept repeating over and over again with each bang. “Do you usually like to bang your head against the wall for fun?” His voice startled you and you closed your eyes in even more embarrassment as your head was against the wall. You didn’t have the will to turn and face him. Dammit, why were you such an idiot? You heard him scoff as you pinched your eyes shut even more tightly and bit your lip hard. You slowly turned around as you pursed your lips, dreading the day you were born and faced him. He was dressed now, thankfully. “Yah, were you raised in a mental institute or something?” He asked raising his brows. “Do you wanna die?” You grew furious and snapped. “Yah, did you - ” He paused and tilted his head sideways before looking at you again, “why are you talking to me informally? I’m probably older than you.” He continued. “So what if you’re older than me? What? You dropped the honorifics first.” You retorted. “Gosh, you’re so frustrating. What’s your name?” He said pinching the bridge of his nose in frustration. “That’s-” You started out hesitantly; “-none of your business.” Why were you digging your own grave? “You do realize you’re in my house? So it is my business.” He said in an emphasizing manner. “It’s Y/N.” You said tautly not wanting to admit he had a point. Jimin laughed sardonically for a moment. “Well, Y/N, I don’t get why Eomma and Appa would appoint someone like you to look after my brother.” He looked at me disapprovingly. “Jinjja, if I could kill-” You didn’t get to finish your sentence as the sound of the door clicking startled you both. You knew it was his parents and somehow you feared of him asking his parents to fire you. You only babysat Jiwoon on weekdays and worked at a local library as part time. Your family’s financial situation wasn’t enough to pay your college fee so of course you worked. The Parks were fairly well off though, they lived in a nice neighborhood and had stable jobs. A friend suggested you to them when she found out that they were in need of a permanent babysitter. You were thankful to that friend for eternity.

Jimin gave you a lasting meaningful glare before turning towards the entrance to the hall awaiting his parents’ arrival.

“I did ask Byu-” Mrs. Park stopped whatever she was saying as soon as her eyes landed on Jimin.

“Oh aigoo, my son’s here.” She gushed before pulling him into a tight embrace.

You fidgeted your thumbs in nervousness.

“Son, why are you here so suddenly?” Mr. Park asked when Mrs. Park pulled away.

You were contemplating on what to do, you felt awkward standing there while they had a little reunion.

“Uhm- I should be taking my leave now.” You said before bowing and stepping towards the gate to escape.

“Oh yes. Good work, Y/N.” Mrs. Park called out behind you and you wondered if she’d still be saying that after Jimin tells her about your little encounter with him.

You quickly left the house and walked towards the bus stop hoping to reach home as soon as possible.

-To Be Continued-

(Thank you to all of those people who took the time to like and reblog the first part.)

BTS SCENARIO: BABYSITTER 3 (PARK JIMIN)

Part 1, Part 2

Ever since that day, you and Jimin had never got along. Surprisingly, nothing happened when you came to babysit Jiwoon the next day. Mr. and Mrs. Park didn’t say a word to you, it was like nothing happened. Jimin was unfortunately staying for a whole two weeks and you couldn’t dread the following days more. 

You didn’t understand why Jiwoon would still need a babysitter when Jimin was here but you understood soon enough when not even half an hour after the Parks had left that a group of boys came outside the house and Jimin went to God knows where with them.

Jimin would go out every single day but only for two hours or so. After coming back, he’d disturb you all the time, when you were watching over Jiwoon as he did his homework or when you were watching TV with him, Jimin would bug you all the time. He’d pass off remarks that made your blood boil but you kept your mouth shut for the sake of Jiwoon’s innocent mind.  

That day you were taking Jiwoon out with you to the supermarket since Jiwoon wanted pasta and there wasn’t any in the house. Jiwoon seemed pretty excited to be going out with you. Jimin, as usual, was gone with his friends not that you cared. 

You opened the door ready to step out when the sight of Park Jimin startled you. 

“Going somewhere?” He smirked.

“None. Of. Your. Business.” You gritted out each word.

“Noona, let’s go.” Jiwoon said running to you excitedly before noticing Jimin.

Jimin looked at his dongsaeng before raising a brow at you.

“You see, it is my business if you’re taking my brother.” He said fake smiling at you but you could see the evil glare in his eyes. 

“Jimin hyung, you’re here?” Jiwoon said excitedly walking towards Jimin.

“Are you going with us too?” He asked and you wanted facepalm. 

“Where?” Jimin asked turning to Jiwoon and crouching down to his level.

“Y/N’s taking me to the market, she also promised to buy me ice cream.” Jiwoon told and you felt like putting your hand over Jiwoon’s mouth so he could stop telling Jimin of your plans.

“So will you come?” You literally wanted to cry in frustration now. 

“Y-” Jimin started but you beat him to it.

“No, he won’t. You won’t, will you?” You said turning to Jimin and gave him a meaningful glare. 

“Actually, I would.” Jimin replied smirking at you. 

Your lips turned into a scowl giving him a death stare. 

You kept walking either too fast or too slow in order to avoid walking next to Jimin. At the supermarket, you just wanted to pick up the packet of pasta and be done with it and you were exactly going to do that when you saw him. Kang Jonghae, your long time crush. He was your sunbae, he graduated this year and you couldn’t have been more sad. Oh, what you would give to be his girlfriend!

You cursed mentally regretting your decision to not wear makeup or brushing your hair properly. You probably looked like a ghost. You hoped he won’t see you when Jiwoon called your name rather loudly from behind you asking you to check out something and ran off. You let out a defeated sigh knowing Jonghae will surely approach you now. He was friendly with you but that was it, no special feelings. He had friend zoned you and nothing hurt more than that. 

Just like you predicted, Jonghae did approach you.

“Ah, Y/N!” You resisted the urge to cry out as you heard his angelic voice say your name. 

“What a pleasant surprise. Grocery shopping?” You turned to face him and couldn’t stop smiling at him. Were you looking presentable enough to be in front of him? That thought scared you. Right at that moment Jimin came strolling in carelessly as he stood next to you.

"Oh is this your friend?" Jonghae asked.

“Something like that.” You let out running a hand through your hair wondering if it looked greasy, you hoped not. Jimin wanted to say something but let it go.

You were startled when a girl approached and addressed Jonghae as jagi. Your world crashed down in front of your very eyes and the word jagi kept repeating in your head. 

“Oh, jagi, are you done? This is my friend Y/N.” Jonghae introduced you to his girlfriend who only nodded her head at you in a form of greeting.

“By the way do you finally have someone now?“ He asked turning to you. Your mouth opened to utter the word no when Jimin did something completely crazy.

"She does, we’re together.” Jimin said taking a hold of your hand and pulling you closer shocking you beyond belief.

-To Be Continued-

(Part 4 will be up soon, thanks to all those who liked or reblogged the last two parts)