He's Mine | Jikook

61| No Idea

"Yes!"

Jimin watched Taemin run after the ball Taehyung had just thrown. He had missed it again, and his best friend laughed happily, winning another round. The model on the other hand could only sigh. Tennis really wasn't his cup of tea, and watching his friends play for over an hour now quickly became boring. He'd much rather go shopping or have lunch at a fancy restaurant than exercising under the hot sun.

"I told you I'm better than you!" Taehyung stated confidently, causing Taemin to roll his eyes at him.

"I'm not giving up that easily!"

"Bring it on then!"

How didn't they feel tired yet? Just watching them was exhausting.

"Your drink, Monsieur," a worker of the club said after approaching him, handing Jimin a cocktail.

"Merci."

"Hey, Min!" Taehyung yelled from across the field, waving to get his attention, "Want to play with us?"

"No, thanks! I prefer to watch you guys die of overheating!"

Taehyung scoffed. "Such a drama queen."

They continued the game, and Jimin put on his sunglasses while checking his messages. His mother had texted him to inform them they'd have dinner together at a friend's restaurant. His manager sent him a list of clients who had booked the model for some jobs. Jieun asked how his trip was going. Jihyun sent him a picture of his second year class' results, his name being in the top three rankings. Hoseok told him he'd be invited to a dinner party the company he was working for planned. And lastly, Jungkook proved how much he missed him by sending Jimin a shirtless picture of himself after a shower. The younger would usually enjoy these kind of messages, but the sight of a woman's naked back at the very corner of the image made him delete it.

"Idiot," he murmured to himself, not even making the effort to reply. Taehyung and Taemin both jogged over to him, breathing heavily as they eagerly drank bottles of cold water to cool down. Jimin crossed his arms.

"Finished?"

"Just taking a break," Taemin replied and sat down next to him, leaning back and closing his eyes. Taehyung slowly walked back and forth to calm his breathing, hands placed on his hips.

"I can't believe you guys are able to work out after last night," Jimin complimented them in amazement, "I'm still half asleep."

"Honestly, I'm kind of regretting it. I should probably slow down," Taemin groaned and began to stretch, grimacing, "My arm's killing me."

Suddenly, Taehyung's phone rang. The actor rummaged through his bag to search for it, cursing until he finally found the small device. He looked at the screen, and his expression changed immediately.

"Sorry, I have to take this," he murmured before answering the call and walking away from the table. Taemin looked confused, but Jimin could already imagine who his best friend was talking to. It was the same man they had argued about yesterday- Sungjae.

"Who is it?" Taemin asked, turning to Jimin. The younger sighed.

"Sungjae. Remember the Kpop guy I once told you about? The one who got kicked out of his company?"

The singer gasped, seemingly understanding who he was talking about. "Yes, I remember! You don't like him, right?"

"That's an understatement," Jimin huffed, observing Taehyung. The younger looked happy.

"What's the deal with you two? You never really talk about him."

"There's not much to say. He's a disgusting human being who's involved in many scandals. Hoseok Hyung and him had gotten in a lot of fights because of some drama regarding money Sungjae owed him. And since they hated each other, I also started disliking him. But when he got exposed for the nasty comments he made about me and other celebrities Hyung was friends with, I slowly understood why he despised him this much."