[mature] She didn't know who she was texting.
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Jae is a twenty-one year old Korean-American university student whose life is just ordinary. Struggling through the confines of cultural differences between her lifestyle and ethnicity, Jae finds her...
My feet are glued to the floor as I'm watching Jimin approach me. He looks like a GIF has just sprung into action right in front of me and I'm waiting for him to retract back to his prior position down the hallway. He doesn't. Instead, his arms go out wide and I'm suddenly aware that he wants to hug me.
"Hyung..." Jungkook groans quietly from behind me.
Hell, what am I being like this for? I'm not a shy prissy princess like my mother has assumed. I should be the one initiating the hug.
I gather all my courage and smile brightly back at him. I open my arms as well and embrace him like someone I've known for years. I feel odd. I'm hugging Park Jimin in the middle of the hallway as my—boyfriend?— Jungkook stands behind me. What the hell is my life?
"Nice to meet you," he says in English.
"Likewise," I say in Korean. I don't want him to think he has to speak English.
It looks like he's forgotten that I don't only speak English because his eyebrows raise. He and Jungkook share an expression but when I turn to see Jungkook's face, it's too late.
"You didn't see her," Jungkook warns.
I'm surprised to feel his fingertips against my palm. I glance at him when we interlock fingers and it has become clear to me that this man is very touchy... and I like it.
Jimin looks perplexed at his demand, "Why? Where are you going?"
"My room," Jungkook says.
Jimin's eyes widen, "I can't keep this a secret."
"Who's in your room?" Jungkook questions.
I'm slowing backing away from the conversation as it progresses without me. I have to admit, I'm feeling awkward. The last few years have been spent watching the two of them interact through a computer screen, and now it's right in front of me. I don't have time to fangirl to myself when it's happening right in my face.
"Taehyung," he replies, "He will want to meet her."
My ears perk at the sound of Taehyung's name; It was unfortunate that I was unable to meet him on Monday night. As I clue myself back in on the conversation unfolding, Jungkook has placed himself in between Jimin and I. I'm laughing quietly to myself as my face is now behind his back. I look down and our fingers are still interlocked. He is so cute. He is everything I imagined and more.
I lean my forehead against his back and I feel his stance straighten when I do so.
"He will," Jungkook says deeply, "Later."
"Ah, for the video."
"Video?" I interrupt.
"Yeah," Jimin looks at me. Don't die. "The two teaser videos. We are filming a reaction."
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