laptop + p.jm

12.

"here. take this back and take me out of my misery, please." menda passes jimin back his phone and puts her hands on her hips, eyeing jimin.

his grey wool turtle neck made him glow, once again, so angelic as if he were a real life painting. he took his phone back, smiling rather big.

"what?" menda snickers.

"don't act like you didn't enjoy looking through my stuff," jimin jokes, cocking his head cracking into a smirk.

menda laughed, returning his action. "i feel like you enjoyed it a little too much, don't you think?" she brushed her hand from his left shoulder to right, walking past him giving herself a pat on the back for such a comeback.

jimin's cheeks begin to flush, dropping the teasing in an instant.

they were at her apartment, the sun shining bright over there heads making it a beautiful day. it's been a few days with jimin's phone, so menda decided to have him take it back.

while entering the apartment, jimin takes a look on how menda likes to live.

she's a real plant freak, he notices. but it's beautiful. every single potted plant has vivid green leaves and he knows she takes good care of them. she's rather neat - dishes put away, floor vacuumed and the air free of bad smells. pumpkin, is what the aroma smells like as of now.

he catches a glimpse of her petite bedroom, and it looks like a crime scene. but then jimin remembers how the bathroom is back home with the boys, and well.. her room doesn't seem that horrid now.

"so when are you planning to give back my laptop, hm? it's been months now. it's crazy to think i have lived this long without it." jimin hears menda say in the kitchen.

he hurriedly walks back to the kitchen, seeing menda rub her fingers on the counter, checking if it's filthy. he smiles at her.

"i haven't thought about it yet."

menda twirls around, crossing her arms together to put on an annoyed look.

"i'm sure you have searched that thing in and out. how much do you really know about me?"

menda sure has such a way of making jimin be stuck in his own tracks. he trys to pull up his turtle neck a bit higher, trying to cover his hot cheeks. shaking his head, he makes his fringe cover his eyes.

that question made him think. he goes back to when he first checked her pictures. it was like a scrapbook made into some type of story. how hooked he was onto the whole thing, he took in a lot. his heart clenched from the humiliation as he was currently spilling out every detail he's discovered about her through her possession.

menda sat there, listening carefully, her mouth opening an inch wider each time he'd say something new. she too, was hot from humiliation.

it has come to the point where she put her hands up in surrender, stopping him from saying anything else.

"so i stand by my word. you're a creep, park jimin."

jimin bites his lip, his eyebrows twitching at her words.

"i wanted to know who you were."

"why?"

and another question that he had to think over. he didn't like being put on the spot. it made him think too much and his chubby cheeks would get so red and evident. his charisma skill had to improve, comparing to menda.

"you were a special interest to me."

the stares between them were powerful and heart stopping.

"you still are."

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authors note;

i swear the next chapter wont be a filler omg

so my juicy creative mind is back, back again and i think i will be able to write more frequently

i dont know if i told u guys that i ordered like 1000+ stuff online but

ive been checking the mailbox everyday and i see nothing

i think ive been crying for about 2 hrs each day