An old friend agrees to help make your crush jealous...but what are his motives?
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"Wait. Don't tell me. You like Taehyu-mmphm"
"Shhh!" You slap your hand over his mouth, pushing him back against the wall. "Will you shut up??"
"Well if you wanted...
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You do your best to sleep on the flight, but your wandering thoughts and inability to get comfortable keep you from doing so.
Jimin on the other hand has no problem dozing off. You sneak a glance at him, and your heart does a little dance seeing him fast asleep like that.
He doesn't look cold or angry anymore. He looks relaxed and innocent, though you know he's far from it.
It's a refreshing sight.
You try to contain your laughter when his head starts to fall and bounce back up. It happens repeatedly and you can't help but feel a little bad for him.
Carefully, you decide to slide into the middle seat.
He stirs slightly, scrunching his nose cutely.
Feeling exhausted, you don't give it much thought before resting your head gently on his shoulder and guiding his head to lean on yours—killing two birds with one stone.
He wouldn't mind, right?
He let you lean on his shoulder on the way to Japan, but things between you are different now.
But at least now you can both sleep comfortably. He should thank you if anything.
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You both wake with a start when the wheels of the plane hit the ground.
Still foggy from your nap, you rub your eyes, turning to the boy next to you.
Your eyes meet, and for a split second, he seems to have forgotten your argument. For just a moment, a fleeting moment, he looks at you with kind, loving eyes...but confusion flashes over them once reality returns, and he pulls away from you—flustered.
You hadn't realized the placement of his hand on your thigh, until you no longer felt its warmth.
Surely he did that unintentionally while sleeping, but you still miss it.
He clears his throat and his cheeks turn pink, but he does his best to hide it—looking out the other window so you won't see his vulnerability.
"You two are such a lovely couple." The woman from across the aisle speaks.
"Thank you ma'am but I'm afraid this pretty girl's heart belongs elsewhere." He politely rejects the idea, and you're caught off guard by the apparent disappointment in his voice.
One second he's angry and distant, next he's complimenting you and longing to be with you?
"Hmmm, a shame. Doesn't look like it." The woman nods her head in your direction, where you're caught staring at him in awe—no--confusion.
You're confused.
He turns to you but this time it's you who's blushing, and you quickly avert your gaze to the seat back in front of you.
