𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙏𝙞𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝙂𝙪𝙮 | PJM ff

𝙁𝙞𝙧𝙨𝙩 𝘿𝙖𝙩𝙚

"Will this be too much?"

I took the hair clip, decorated with white pearls, away.

I frowned and put my weight on my right leg.

I sighed, "nope I'm going for it."

I carefully took a strand of my hair before clipping it.

"Oh shit," I murmured when I saw the time, 2:30.

We should meet up at 2:45 but my bus ride would take half an hour to arrive.

I grabbed my small shoulder bag and ran to the mirror for a one last check.

A white floral dress with a white cardigan.

(Dress in white)

Cute.

I rushed down the stairs.

"Seems like someone's going for a date."

I heard my annoying brother said.

"Wait who- Oh my gosh, darling you look so beautiful," my mum exclaimed as she stopped washing the bowls and turned to me.

"Aw thanks mum and shut up Tae."

I struggled to put on my white sneakers.

"But honey are you really going for a date?"

"No," I chuckled, "I'm just meeting up with a friend."

My mum raised her brows.

"For a drink, only."

"And that is how a guy can get a girl to his flat."

My mum dropped the plate into the sink and her enormous eyes stared at me in shock.

"No! Mum please don't listen to him, it's really just a friend and we're going for bubble tea only,"I added, "not wine or anything that can get me drunk."

"Your friend can drug you through bubble tea."

"Taehyung! Shut up!"

He burst out laughing but quickly held it with his big hand covering his mouth.

"Who is it that you're hanging out with?" Mum asked suspiciously.

"Lyla."

I can't say Jimin can I?

"Fine honey I'll trust you, be back by 6 okay?"

So I finally escaped and that took me another 10 minutes.

You
Sorry Jimin I'm gonna be a bit late

Jiminie-_-
Late for your first date huh?

Wait first what?

I immediately lifted up my head, moving away from the bus window.

You
Wait hold up
This is a date?

Jiminie-_-
Uh I'm sure I told you already

I pressed the green button and waited for Jimin to pick up the call.

"Yo."

"You didn't tell me this is a date!"

"I did! You're the one who's being deaf."

I mentally facepalmed.

"Jimin I have a boyfriend!"

I heard he snickered, "are you sure about that? A boyfriend who you didn't even contact for once during this holiday?"

"Fine. But let's just..uh..."

Even me myself was so confused with what I wanted.

"Pretend that it's not a date but mentally it is? Got it."

Ugh he's so annoying!

But that's surprisingly what I wanted to say.

Now the color of my cheeks was exactly the doubled amount of the pinkness my makeup blush gave me already.

>

"Hey-"

Oh he hot.

"Oh fuck what am I saying," I whispered to myself.

But it's the truth.

Jimin leaned against the shop window while using his phone.

He's wearing a black Nike hoodie with a pair of Grey sweatpants. He put his hood on so it was covering his blonde hair.

Now he looks like my classmate rather than a teacher.

"Hey," I greeted but it came out in a quiet manner.

He looked up from his phone, his eyes immediately traveled down my body.

"That's very polite of you," I complained in sarcasm.

"Sorry," he laughed, "you look really cute today."

My mouth slightly opened.

"A..aren't you hot?"

"Aren't you cold?" He grinned.

"You look like you're from summer and I'm from winter," he added.

"Cause winter's gone already?"

"For just a while though," he paused and suddenly a smirk went onto his face.

"Actually you're right. It's hot," his smirk never left.

He crossed both his arms but placed them at the hem of his hoodie.

They moved upwards. He slowly removed the hoodie. After it went pass his head, his hair was a bit messier now.

Amusement jumping in his gaze.

Under his hoodie, he wore a black looking-silky-kind-of-shirt but it was very tight, literally sticking to every inch of his skin.

"Do I look summer enough now? Or should I take some more off?" He teased and took a step forward.

To be continued...