These Days | P.JM

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"Do..."

Left...right, left...right, punch...punch.

"You smell, Jimin."

"Yeah, but not as much as you." 

*PUNCH* 

"What was that for?"

"Thought I saw a fly."

"Liar."

"And your stinky now let's go. I'm hungry."

I smiled at her, "Let me change and shower then since I stink so much."

"I wasn't kidding when I said you smell."

"You never kid around Juniper. That's the thing about you," I said as I took off the wraps around my hands. "I thought that's what you liked about me," she said as she ate her potato chips, "It's one of the things I like about you, that I do know."

"You mean, all you choose to tell me."

"Exactly right."

"Mmmm," she began to walk up the basement stairs, "I love you, Juniper," I smiled.

"Okay, Jimin."