Park Jimin | Pick-up Line

11.9K 494 57
by taehvungs
by taehvungs
                                    
                                              A/N: 257K reads... someone pinch me. I'm sorry that I haven't posted but it's my first year of 'highschool' and I'm like, knee deep in tests and assignments already ;_; This imagine, I originally had for my Seventeen bias in mind. But I changed the name so I could post it :> Enjoy lol it's so short but I thought it was cute.
                          Based off a video I saw on Instagram.
                          "Hey Jimin," You said, turning your head towards his. "Listen to this sweet pick up line."

                          He looked down at you as you both walked side by side. "Okay, " He agreed.
                          "But first," You asked mischievously, "Can you hold this?" You pulled your closed fist from out from your pocket, as if holding something inside.
                          He held out his hand, wide and open as you placed your knocked against it. "What is it?" He asked. But instead of opening your hand to reveal a mysterious item, you opened your hand to intertwine your soft hands with his.
                          "Oh, wow, okay," He replied abruptly, slightly flustered as your hands became intertwined. You let out a chuckle, then quickly let go before your hands could become clammy.
                          "Isn't that a good pick up line?" You chuckled, looking up at him mischievously, "I wanna try it on more people." You laughed, succeeding in making the tall boy grin. It was silent for a few moments, the cool spring breeze caressing the trees.
                          "Wait," Jimin suddenly called out, his hand grabbing yours from the textbook you held in your hands, "My hands are cold."
                          He intertwined them again, his pink cheeks betraying the sly look on his face. You couldn't help but burst out laughing, as you placed your intertwined hands into your hoodie pocket for 'warmth'.
                          "Just admit, Jiminnie," You winked jokingly, "You just want to hold my hand."
                          He only stuck his tongue out cutely, "What makes you say that?" He asked.
                          You removed your hands from your pocket, and let go. "Your hands are already so warm, they're sweating!" You proclaimed, laughing as you dashed a few steps in front of him.
                          "Hey!" Jimin called after you, slightly embarrassed. But you just laughed it off, jogging to the bus stop and arriving much sooner than the pink cheeked boy.