A romantic getaway trip away from home to a city you've only seen in K-dramas lands you in Busan, South Korea, where you embark on a journey of self-discovery only to find all the answers you have been searching for from self-worth, love, trust, har...
I come down from my fit of laughter as I clutch my stomach tightly, pushing my hair away from my face. I catch Jimin staring at me with a mischievous glint in his eyes as he slowly bends down, his fingers cascading towards the deep blue salty waves.
"No! Don't you-" I start but it's too late. He splashes the water all on me and I desperately try to dodge it, running away but he runs quicker, wetting the back of my body.
I stop and turn to look at him and he almost bumps into me and I chuckle before splashing water all over him. He just stands in defeat and runs his wet hand through his slightly damp dark locks of hair, smiling at me and it makes me stop. He teasingly splashes some more water on me and I feel my heart fall as I watch him ahead of me, calm and collected, his eyes showing boyish excitement and his porcelain skin reflecting the sun's warm golden rays. My breath hitches in my throat as I realize I haven't thought of Ezra one bit ever since I met him...Jimin. I'm stunned under his bewitching effect and my body stays rooted to the spot.
My now wet dress clung to my body defining my curves and I hated the sticky feeling so I pinched the tip of the bodice away from hugging my body, the wetness making it slightly see-through outlining my black bra underneath.
Jimin clears his throat looking away, his cheeks a sight shade of pink before he removes his denim jacket off his body and hands it out to me.
"Here, you can have it," he tells me looking away again and I find a small smile tug at the corner of my lips as I take the jacket from him. Our fingers brush and I visibly shiver and he looks at me before looking away again.
Yikes. He wasn't supposed to see that.
I wrap his denim jacket around me, hugging it close to my body and I smell in his vanilla fragranced perfume and take a deep sniff.
"Are you sniffing my scent?" Jimin asks incredulously, his hazelnut eyes turn into a deep shade of... something, but before I could comprehend what it was, it flashes away.
"What, I can't help it, you smell so good," I say softly and almost to myself, hugging my body as I close my eyes and let his scent suffuse my senses.
A slow smirk spreads on his face and he shakes his head slowly, poking his inner cheek with his tongue, ridding his head of the thoughts that filled his mind.
"I'm starving," he suddenly announces and I open my eyes lazily to look at him through my lashes.
"Me too, I'm famished," I tell him patting my tummy and I cringe at the low grumbles that leave my stomach.
"I know a place," he tells me as he grabs my hand and holds it, walking towards the shore. We quickly slip in our shoes and I just follow suit letting him entwine his hands with mine, feeling the familiar shivers run down my spine.
After walking for a few minutes we land in front of a restaurant.
"Wolfhound Pub," I read the name of the restaurant and he pushes the door open as we enter into it.
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