Jimin was already doing the thing he has forever loved the most, shopping- not grocery shopping though. Whether it was for his professionalism, or for him to always look extra gorgeous than the rest of the disgusting population, just don't count his friends in that.
He smiled softly, he held a bag with a specific item he had patiently waited for horrendous months as he stared at the clock ticking, the need for the outfit to arrive. Sadly, no that didn't work out, the online store decided to clash and so when he gladly refreshed, there it was- the amount? A big fat zero, absolutely nothing. There was no trace of the stuff he has chosen. Almost, that's what he could say. Almost.
Now, he has successfully gained it. With his hard work and dedication of a driving license, his car powered by petrol and completely fueled, let's not forget the fact that the poor boy used his money to have this entire thing accomplished.
He glanced at himself in the large changing room mirror. Basically dancing around in-front of it, and so declared he should take a selfie. Anyhow, that was a little bit of being Jimin everyday.
Laying everything on the extraordinary comfortable bed that belonged to a rich expensive hotel near him, he groans, while laying on the gentle platform that literally felt like he came back to heaven. You may wonder, why Jimin? Isn't he simply perfect for changing the humans? His sweet kind hearted grin that brightens the whole entire cosmos. That's what makes him the most special, who swept a demon himself off his feet.
The cute boy feeling extremely great, though suddenly aching for Namjoon. Standing up, lacking a slap in his pretty face. He dressed up again.
For the 50th Time- screaming on the inside, fed up of himself to be honest.
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Arriving at the palace, also know as his home with contained a sexy guy wearing glasses and his alluring dragon eyes that never failed to turn his interesting life upside down.
"Joonie I'm home!" Shouting, running towards the other as he pecked his sultry lips, emitting a feeling of euphoria to finally seeing his man.
"Hey Jiminie, you usually come home later? What happened?" Being the worried Namjoon he is, peeping at the cute boy's eyes, losing himself in those magical orbs.
"Monie I- Imissed you." Sighing, peeking at the astonishingly tiled floor.
"That's okay baby, you know what? Let me treat you- let's go on a date!" Exclaimed, overwhelmed by the cuteness of the other.
"Really?" Portraying adorable puppy eyes, no know could try to disappoint them.
"Of course, who would say no to you?"
"Cheesy nerd." Rolling his eyes, actually enjoying the words.
"Come on, let's go." He lifted his arm for a handshake, only for it to be rejected.
"You can't leave me hanging, I thought everyone does that but you." Pointing out, complaining about his life with interviewers.
"Fine." Simply spoke, doing what he was told to do.
"Good boy." Patting his smooth hair, satisfied by the light touches.
"Don't make me play that song-"
"What song?" Shaking, wondering what was going on in his brain.
"The song that has ruined my belief of you innocent!"
"Can we leave?" Rushing to lock the door.
"Finally!"
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Yes, finally forcefully dragging themselves out of that place, they reach their destination. An exclusive and hideously costly restaurant. It was quite spacious and positively clean, fancy open-air, the unique decoration that lied around the massive area. Technically having a wonderful atmosphere, it surely had. Humans on chairs right and left, it was scattered with people. However, it was so quiet- wholly no sound. For the first time, now this was music to Namjoon's ear. No noisy loud cheering, just a peaceful place with no intentions of breaking your ear.
"If this is where you shower then you would've destroyed my hearing senses." Commenting, peeking for a reaction.
"Look at you being smart, guess I'm teaching you baby." He squished his soft cheeks, who immediately turned into a tomato.
"Yah, have I become a second Namjoon?" His eyes widened, filled with panic.
"You know, I glad to have met you mochi." Shrugs, chuckled at the shorter boy next to him.
"Are we going to eat?"
"Jimin-"
"What would you like to order, if I were you- my choice would be you." The stranger smirked, a piece of paper and pen held.
Namjoon's irritation has caused chaos. He leaped from the high end luxury table knocking it over, therefore causing the other diners to flip themselves. The force he had, pulled back his hand clenching his fist, that was until he threw in furiously forward with power, punching the uniformed man. Loud gasps spreading, his aim hit perfectly at his nose- showing his professionalism, which people guessed was fearlessly fighting.
I'm glad I met you- Jimin tittering, his heart beating faster as how someone cared that much for him. That was Namjoon, the undying love could be told by billions.
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