HEY BESTIES
i purposely made this chapter very long to make up for updating super duper slow lmfaooo ily anyway
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Chapter 39 — Behind the Cabin
"Y/N?"
Jimin put his pen down and turned in his revolving chair to face you.
"What are you doing here?"
"To see you, apparently." You said, beaming at him. "Can I come in?"
He nodded and gestured for you to step inside.
Jimin's dormitory was bright and squeaky clean like the excessively neat weirdo he was. His floors were spotless. Looking at it made you feel guilty about stepping your shoes on it so you took them off and set them aside next to his leather boots on a small rack that was beside the door.
Your white socks touched the floor and with every step, it felt like you were going to slip so you walked with extra caution. Does he even have time to wax his floors or does the maintenance do it for him?
Jimin was looking around.
"I don't have any extra chairs. You can sit down on my bed." He said, gesturing to his fluffy made bed.
"But I'm wearing dirty clothes."
"Oh, please. You weren't rolling on the ground, were you?"
You shook your head.
"Exactly. Now sit down." He laughed. "So tell me, how'd you get in?"
"I met Seokjin on the way. He did me a favor and guided me here." You said.
"No. I meant how'd you get in the campus? I think they don't accept visits without prior notice...unless you told them ahead?"
You tensed.
"I didn't. I kind of told the security that Seokjin had erectile dysfunction—"
"You have got to be kidding!" He cut you off and was in fits of laughter not a second later. Jimin's eyes turned into crescents and you remembered him telling you a long time ago that every time he laughed hard, he couldn't see properly.
"—and he let me in without any more questions."
"You've got some nerve!" He said, pointing his finger at you.
"Seokjin was fine with it though. I honestly thought he'd get mad."
Your conversation fell into a short pause. All you heard after a few seconds was Jimin's chair creaking when he leaned down against it with his back.
"Why are you really here, Y/N?"
"To hangout with you, duh." You said like it wasn't already obvious. "I told you I'd make it up to you, right? When I kicked you out from the casino? At work?"
