"Why would I do that?"

"It's the usual thing," she shrugged. "Are you really going to walk with me to my house? I literally live three blocks away," she pointed forward obviously, she wasn't even lying. Lisa and she literally lived there because of the restaurant, it was one of Mr. Manoban's restaurants chain.

"Anything could happen to you in three blocks," Jimin explained shrewdly, damn scammer.

"Seoul is a very safe city," she objected, she could even show him evidence, literally the city was very safe and they were even flattered because of it.

"And full of drunks, didn't you know that Jungkook had to save Lisa from drunken bastards?"

She widened her eyes, terrified. "What?"

"She didn't tell you?"

No, of course not, her best friend would never share that. Lisa hated worrying others although knowing her, not even herself was worried about that either. Ever since Lisa won that Muay Thai championship at 15, she thought she was invincible and wasn't afraid of anyone. "God, she's so careless," she growled, annoyed. "I've told her a thousand times not to come back so late"

But Lisa had heard her? Of course not. Lisa didn't listen to anyone.

"Have you been told that you look like a cute squirrel when you get angry?"

"Don't flirt with me, I'm mad!"

"Don't be so pretty then, I can't control myself"

She opened her mouth but didn't know what to say, blinking incredulously, and walked stomping that made him laugh, following her with light steps.

"Think at least she has Jungkook"

That didn't help her mood, the sting of jealousy burned in her chest although it shouldn't, Lisa didn't like Jungkook. She said it all the time and she wouldn't lie to her best friend, right?

"And you have me"

"Oh, I'm so lucky," she rolled her eyes sarcastically. Her best friend had a sweet and hot boy protecting her and what did she have? A too hot and too annoying fuckboy.

"Is that sarcasm?"

"Maybe"

"You think I'm stupid?"

"No comments"

He nodded with pursed lips, with a funny expression, as if she were so dumb to think like that but he didn't correct her. "So, are you excited about the mural?"

"Are you really interested?" She had a hard time believing it, for sure he was only pretending interest to flirt, as he had done with the flowers when they met. Surely his mother's love for roses was also a lie.

He nodded, looking innocent suddenly. "Of course. Like you, I work with art"

True, tattoos. She sighed, well, she would believe him. "Yes, I am excited," the usual butterflies began to flutter through her stomach as dopamine overflowed her brain. That project was something she never imagined having and made her crazy with happiness.

"It shows," he pointed to her face, she felt embarrassed, she didn't want to show herself like that in front of him. "Aren't you lovely?"

"Flirting is a sport for you?"

"I call it making people feel good," he had an answer for everything with that playful smile. "Besides, I don't lie"

"Whatever I say, you'll flirt back, right?"

"If you ask me how I am, I may not do it"

She sighed, why the hell was she doing this? "Ok, how are you?"

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