"There's barely enough time to love in a lifetime, please don't give it all away to pain," his words were gentle, yet slightly pleading as his hand trailed down my cheek.
"But what if the pain has already consumed me?"
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𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐤
JIMIN Flashback
"Good evening gentleman, I'll be your server tonight! What can I get for you?" A high pitched yet silken voice called out as she approached our table.
I could tell that, whoever she was, she wasn't a native speaker. Even though she spoke the language fluently, there was that twang coating each word that proved Korean wasn't her mother tongue. It was cute that she was trying though.
I didn't answer the question, because I had no desire to even look up at her. Though I couldn't lie, my interest was piqued as I sensed everyone's eyes on her. What did they find so interesting about a fricking waitress?
It wasn't until she left, that I finally decided to glance up and watch her scurry off into the crowd. Just from the back, her figure was admirable. Her narrow square shoulders, her tiny waist, and that peachy ass that smoothy curved inwards to meet her thighs.
That's the type of body that brings men to their knees, dying for a taste.
"Enjoying the view Jimin-ah?" Jin hyung asked, amusement lacing his tone as he raised an eyebrow knowingly.
Clearing my throat, I dismissed his comment, "I don't know what you're talking about, she's not my type." To be honest, I didn't actually have a type, or rather I didn't until her. On an average day, I would enjoy a model. There was something about a girl with long legs strutting along in heels that excited me, but that's as far as it went. Everything was just lust with me.
"That's a lie," Tae drawled from beside me, "you didn't even look at her face."
I scowled at my best friend for trying to bait me out. "I don't need to look at her face."
"It's like you forget that I know you better than you know yourself – I'm not saying you want to date her, relax."
"You relax."
I really needed that drink asap.
What was taking her so long? We only asked for bottles. And where the hell was JK?
I turned my body around to peer behind the booth and instantly clocked JK leaning out of the way where no one could see him. I was just about to make him jump before he hurled his way forwards into the crowd.
I watched him as he caught that little waitress tumbling to the ground, grabbing the tray as she fell into his arms. Smooth. I kept watching, trying to make out her face but that tall bastard was in the way, so I gave up and sat back down.
I guess we knew who JK was taking home tonight.
He slid into the booth after a minute or so, without her following. Where was she? No. Where were our drinks? That's what I really wanted to know.
