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"finally work is over!" jimin happily cheered, running out of the blockbuster like he had won the world cup
"can you stop celebrating and bring me home?" you whined, knowing you should had just bus home than accept his offer
"can you tell me again why you agree for my ride?" he smirked, nudging you shoulder
"mina cancel on me" you remarked, "that's why"
you approached the car, opening the door to the passengers seat
"hey y/n?" jimin called your name as he made his way inside the car
"yeah?" you raised an eyebrow, hoping it wasn't another stupid question
"when are you getting your fucking license?" jimin asked, "like it took joon awhile to get his and you know he failed the test millions of times. if we have kids i don't wanna be the driver for our family"
"who said we're having kids?" you gave jimin a look
he scratched the back of his head, "i had this dream where i threw you—"
"i don't wanna know" you stopped jimin, before he could be in-depth about his dirty dream about you two
you sighed, "why are you asking me about my license?"
"because, i'm going to teach you how to drive" he smiled
"isn't that illegal?"
"and that silly string shit is illegal in some state in america" jimin scoffed, before putting force onto the petal. he began speeding through the streets of los angeles
—
"jimin i don't wanna do this" your eyes widen, seeing the wheel in front of you inside of the foolish boy
"don't be a bitch and do it" jimin scoffed
jimin had brought you to an empty parking lot, which was massive. so it was easy for you to learn how to drive
you huffed, "what do i do first?"
"check your mirrors" jimin remarked, soon putting his feet up, "also make sure you don't check out yourself in the mirrors"
you glance over to your left side, checking your left mirror. then to your right, you soon bump your head into jimin, he had purposely put his face right in front of yours
"ow jimin" you touch your forehead, making sure there wasn't a bump, "why did you do that?"
"i wanted a little peck before you started to move that wheel" he gave an angelic look as he pouted
"oh shut it" you rolled your eyes, "jimin who even taught you to drive?"
"what do you mean?" he raised an eyebrow
"you drive so recklessly"
"it's a long story" jimin snickered, "since my driving instructor was a criminal, i was that guy's run away driver. so he made he drive him to the bank and stores then he would robbed them. then he'll tell me to speed so we could get away from the cops. it was on the news once"
"wow" you lower your eyebrows, "that explains a lot"
"stay on topic " he pointed a finger out you, "the number one rule on the road is to focus"
"and another rule is don't bother the driver" you spat back
"just lightly put pressure— WHAT THE FUCK Y/N" jimin yelped as you began to speeding right straight into a wall, "fucking break!"
you soon put your foot on the break, "that's how you drive"
"i screamed since you were about to crash and kill both of us" jimin remarked as he slouched in his spot
"you almost killed me"
"that was one time and i was drunk anyway" the black haired boy scoffed, "stop being a diva and go"
"excuse me?" you raised an eyebrow
"i said—"
"just be quiet" you sighed as you lightly put pressure on the gas
"won't you go fucking faster?" he complained
"and won't you stop nagging me" your grip on the wheel got tighter as you got more annoyed
"damn you're sexy as fuck when you're mad" jimin murmur bit his bottom lip
you rolled your eyes, "what did you just say"
"nothing" he gave a fake smile, trying not to blow his cover
"jimin can you tell me how to turn at least"
"okay so do you—"
a light drizzle had begun, soon the light rain drops became more heavier than usual
"jimin where's the roof of your car" you cover your head with your hands, as you question him and his convertible
"the roof broke last weekend"
"do you have an umbrella?" you questioned him
"this is fucking LA who carries an umbrella" jimin blurted
you sighed, "switch with me and quickly drive us home or something" you opened your door and got out of the car
jimin rushed out of his spot and quickly jumped into the driver's seat, without opening the door
"that was a bit dramatic" you said as you walked to the passenger seat side
"that driving instructor taught me that" jimin pointed out, "hurry up the fuck up y/n!" jimin screamed as he rushed you
"okay, okay" you huffed to calm him down, you got into your spot
before you could put your seat belt on, jimin had began speeded through short cuts to get out the massive rain storm quickly to home
j i m i n ' s a p a r t m e n t
"pass me the towel" jimin sat on the couch as he watch you dry your wet hair
"jimin why do you have one towel?" you raised an eyebrow
"i dunno" he shrugged his shoulders, like he didn't live here
"i can't wear this" you pulled on your shirt which was soaked
"grab a hoodie or something" he pointed at his room
"you aren't going to come with me?"
"what's mine is yours" jimin snatched the towel from you, "like my clothes, my food, my car, my couch, my bed," he smirked
you gave no response and walked into his room, the first thing you notice was how much of a true slob he was. burnt out cigarettes, parking tickets, trash, and empty alcohol cans were all scattered all over the place
you approached his closet, opening it. it seemed all his clothing was the same. t-shirts and sweat pants, with a couple hoodies and jeans in between. you grabbed a random hoodie of his, you knew the pants would be too big for you so you tried to find his longest hoodie possible. jimin clearly wasn't dropping you off in this weather, so you were clearly staying the night, so you had pick something he couldn't check you out in
you put the hoodie on and took off your leggings which were drench with water, you grabbed a pair of his socks before leaving the room
as you walked out, going to the living room you notice he was on the couch, smiling
"what got you so happy?" you question his facial expression
"oh nothing" he answer, "i like the hoodie"
"it's your hoodie"
"you look hotter in it" he smirked, eyeing your outfit
"can you move?" you pushed him off the couch onto the floor
"ow what was that for"
"i'm going to bed" you scoffed, laying on the couch knowing you weren't accepting his bed offer
"you didn't eat" he gave a worried look
"it's fine"
"no it isn't" he refused the thought of you not eating the night , "sit here, i'm going to make you something"
"jimin you can't cook"
"i have many skills that you haven't seen yet" he placed his hands on his hips
"like?"
"come to the bed and i'll show you" he whispered softly into your ear
"ew, that isn't a skill, next"
"uhh.." jimin stutter, trying to think of something he could do
"jimin admit it, you aren't skilled in anything" you sighed
"i'll make you toast" jimin walked away, going to the kitchen
you followed behind him, making sure he wouldn't burn himself while he did his 'cooking' session, "shouldn't you dried yourself first?" you eyed his wet hair in his face
"it's called air drying" he put two pieces of toast in the toaster
you leaned against the counter, "where's your mom?"
"at my aunts for the week" jimin went over to the fridge, grabbing two jars of jam, "you want strawberry or apricot?"
"apricot"
"you disgust me" jimin gagged, thinking of the taste he despise
"why do you hate apricot jam?" you raised an eyebrow
"it's weird" jimin admitted, "you're like yoongi, that kid loves that shit," he gave you a look, "it's a long story"
"elaborate more" you were infested by his story he had mention
"i was in middle school and i went over to this dickhead's house for a sleepover. during the sleepover, we wanted to eat toast so we toasted the bread and yoongi with his musty crusty hands grabbed the jam from the jar and—"
"i think thats enough" you placed a finger on his mouth, before his story got worse, "jimin?"
"yeah?"
"i think the toast is burning"
"oh shit" he ran to the toaster, the toast had soon popped up and landed onto the counter, he picked up the two slices of bread burnt, "you still wanna eat?"
—
you and jimin munched on the burn toast with yours with apricot jam and his with none
"hey y/n?" jimin turned over to you
"yeah?" you raised an eyebrow as you placed your plate onto the coffee table
"you have something here" he got closer to you, rubbing his thumb against your check, trying to get the jam off your face
your cheeks turned a pink tint as he got closer, you had never felt this way with jimin at all, but ever since you two were stuck in the closet you felt more a love interest in him. you had tell him your emotions, you couldn't hold yourself back anymore
"jimin.. "
"let's fucking go!" his cheered had cut you off, as he saw another shot had been done by his favourite basketball team, "what where you saying?"
"oh nothing" you laughed it off
"jimin"
A / N
hi lovesss, it's been so long lmao. sorry for the really
late update i was on vacation so i didn't have the time
to write at all. This chapter is really random but i hope you guys
like it. also quick question, should the next chapter have a include
scene with jungkook and mina??? also will you be able to
confess your feelings? thanks for the love and support and
see you guys in the next chapter <3
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