sweet sweet cliché

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sweet sweet cliché
Summary
Min Yoonji was what some people call a fuckgirl. She was a 17yo with a band and a very marked reputation that was actually true... That was at least until she met Park Jimin, the cutest girl alive. THIS STORY CONTAINS FOUR PARTS: FOUR IN ENGLISH AND FOUR IN SPANISH VERSION.ESTA HISTORIA CONTIENE CUATRO PARTES; CUATRO EN INGLES Y CUATRO EN SU VERSIÓN EN ESPAÑOL.
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Hi! important points on this:ღ It's very short, like four chapters.ღ It isn't the most developed thing.ღ The conflict is very quickly resolved.ღ English isn't my first language, so please be kind :(.ღ I'll post the Spanish version once the English one is ready.I hope you like it <3
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Before starting I must repeat that all the members are girls, so their names here are:

✧Kim Seojin (Seokjin)
✧Min Yoonji (Yoongi)
✧Jung Hyeok (Hoseok)
✧Kim Namyeon (Namjoon)
✧Park Jimin (Jimin)
✧Kim Taehee (Taehyung)
✧Jeon Junko (Jungkook)


Jimin walked between little jumps beside her best friend Taehee, they both went to buy ice cream while walking to her other best friend's house, Namyeon. The sun was bright, birds were singing and she is eating her favorite ice cream. It was the perfect day.

—do you think Namyeon will like the ice cream we bought for her?—

—TeTe, her favorite ice cream flavor is chocolate since the day we met, of course, she'll like it—

—you're right— she pouted— still I would have liked to buy the ice cream with her—

—yah, don't worry, it'll be a surprise— she shrugged with a pretty smile once she notice they arrived at the brown-haired's house.

Jimin was in charge of knocking on the door because Taehee was occupied with the two ice creams in her hands; the chocolate one for Namyeon and the pear one for her.

—Mimi, TeTe!— Namyeon opened the door with a big smile— you brought ice cream!— she squealed happily and after receiving her dessert she greeted her friends with a hug and let them come in.

—well, Namu, here's my part of the investigation. TeTe, hold mi ice cream please— said the black-haired girl sitting on the floor in front of the coffee table and taking her book from her backpack once her friend held her ice cream for her. Taehee sat next to her— I brought, too, some images to exemplify on my computer, I sent them to your emails either way, I think they're pretty good—

—I, too, brought my part of the investigation— the blonde gave back the strawberry ice cream to the black-haired— and I saved some links of information related to our topic, I think it would be good to read some of 'em and think of the possibility of incorporate few facts in our work, just for possibles extra points.—

—then the three of us made our part of the work— said the brown-haired hopping in her place. Her friends looked at her confused— I need you two to make me a favor—

—sure... Before or after we finish our homework?— Taehee made a trick question, fearing where all of this was going.

—well...—

—Namu, is everything alright?— Jimin asked preoccupied.

—you see— she sat in front of her friends with a sigh— do you remember Seojin? the really cool girl that I like since so many years ago?—

—the one who is a friend with Jeon Junko, yes— Taehee rolled her eyes— what's up with her? I thought you said that you got her completely get over a few weeks ago or somethin' like that—

—well, It was a lie!— she laughed nervously— I really like her and she invited me to hear her band play today, at a rehearsal! that's important, you don't invite anyone to a practice!—

—how did that happen? last time we knew something about her you said you two never actually talked— the black-haired laughed.

—after saying I got over her, like two days after, I bumped into her by accident, I apologized and asked her if I could do something for her because I almost made her fall and she said "If you want you could invite me a coffee", then she asked for my number and we were talking for the past two weeks until yesterday where she invited me to her rehearsal and I couldn't say no, you have to help me!— she begged, talking fast.

—I can't see how could we— Taehee said somehow amused by her bestie's crisis

 —do you want us to help you choose your outfit? or that we convince your mom so you can go out?—

—I won't lie to your mother, Kim Namyeon, you didn't do it for me when I wanted to go out with that guy from the basketball team— the blonde crossed her arms with a frown.

—my mom already permitted me and I know exactly what I'll wear— she said pretty sure.

—really? didn't your mom didn't let you go out if she wasn't home?—

—she didn't, but I complained because she was never home because of her work as a doctor, I cried because I would never have an active social life and that I would die alone with twenty cats around me that would eat my flesh once I passed out finally... And she permitted me— she smiled.

Haven't you considered going out and seeing a psychologist instead of Seojin?— Taehee laughed.

—very funny— the brown-haired with glasses throws at her a pillow.

—well, if you don't need help with your mom or your clothes, why do you need us?—

—I need you two to accompany me—

—To Junko's house?! Are you out of your mind?!—

—please! I know you don't like her because of some kindergarten problems and all of that, but couldn't you ignore that just this time and go with me?—

—she stole my tiger plushie, my best friend! I was just eight years old with a small inanimated bestie and she called my beautiful plushie something "dumb" and took it away from me, she's a thief!—

—I understand that you're still hurt about Cuddles— Jimin said putting a hand on the blonde's shoulder— but now you have real friends and one of them really needs our help. This could be the perfect opportunity to meet Seojin and her friends, don't see it as "being in the same room as her", see it as "I'll support my bestie and meet new people"—

Taehee looked with indecision dancing in her eyes to Jimin's supplicants eyes, then she looked at Namyeon who was doing the same expression.

—please, TeTe, you know that without your help I'll become a mess and I'll break everything— she pouted. The blonde complained.

—fine! but tomorrow we'll be here all day to finish this homework and won't take breaks of more than ten minutes—

—you're the best!— the brown-haired celebrated and both of them throw themself to the blonde, laughing.

—well, well, I like your love and all but I guess you'll want to get ready—

—oh, you're right! if you want you can come with me to my bedroom and try something on, so the three of us can go a bit of dress up—

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