He's Different | p.jm

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Before I knew it he flicked my forehead.

"PARK JIMIN!!"

I roared and tried swinging a punch to his face but he dodged and raced around the elevator.

I chased him while yelling around in the small space.

I trapped Jimin in a corner and was going to send a flick to his forehead.

I stood in front of him but he slid down on the elevator.

"Let me just get my revenge!"

I screeched as Jimin crawled on the floor of the elevator.

I tried chasing him in the crowded space but missed repeatedly due to his feet swinging on the floor.

We looked like children running around in a crowded tight space.

I finally stopped running around, panting, exhausted of chasing him, instead I moved on to plan b.

"Well that's it Jimin you asked for it!"

I called fiercely, I felt like I was fighter in a movie.

He stood trying to open the elevators doors as if this was a horror movie.

"Sorry Jiyeon ah don't kill me!!"

He shrieked while banging the elevator doors.

I jumped onto his back and ruffled his hair.

He stumbled holding my thighs so I wouldn't fall.

"Take this!"

I ruffled his hair leaving it messy whiles he kept stumbling in the crowded space.

Bleep.

We both shot our heads up at the elevators door that were opened with an elderly couple staring at us, mouths wide open they could drop to the floor.

I removed my hands from Jimin's hair and gulped in embarrassment.

"It's not what it looks like."

Jimin squeaked his voice so high it sounded like a cat yelling.

"Yeah this isn't what--"

"Abort go go!"

The elderly women who was once holding arms with a man released and sprinted away from the elevator.

"Areum don't leave me with an elevator with these weirdos!!"

The man called out sprinting after her.

The elevator doors shut shortly after the man left.

My cheeks were flushing red and I could tell Jimin was too just by the twitching of his arms that held me up.

"Um..can you put me down?"

I squealed out, my voice cracked a little making it even more awkward.