Mi-Sun walks up to Jimin's car amazed by the red Porsche he was driving.
One of the many expensive cars in Korea. She has never been in a sports car before. Pretty much attention grabbing.
"If anyone sees us together in the car, I'm pretty sure a scandal will break out."
She placed her hand on the door handle, getting ready to open his car, But Jimin quickly grabbed her hand, stopping her from opening it.
Mi-Sun stared up at him, confused.
He wasn't letting go of her hand.
"Allow me," he said.
With Mi-Suns tote bag still over his shoulder, he held the door open for her. She couldn't help but notice his eyes smiling at her with just a hint of sparkle reflecting into them.
"This man makes my heart skip a beat. Why is that?"
"Thank you." Mi-Sun said, getting into his car.
. . .
Mi-Sun was sitting right next to Jimin, as he drove through the streets of Seoul. He reached over for the stereo. Turning on some music, and dancing subtly in his seat.
Mi-Sun watched him, looking completely content with his life. So carefree, something she longed for.
She couldn't help but smile as well. "He's so cute! His little wiggle to the music, and the tapping of his hand on the steering wheel." Mi-Sun blushed just thinking about him.
He looked over at Mi-Sun. Catching her staring at him. He chuckled at her face turning red.
Mi-Sun smiled at him to break the awkwardness.
He smiled back.
"So Mi-Sun, do you want me to buy you a coffee on the way to our destination?"
Mi-Sun paused, "He's probably going to think I'm so weird once I answer this question."
"I actually can't drink coffee!"
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Your Eyes Tell | PJM
أدب الهواة"𝗜𝗳 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝗺𝗲 .. 𝗹𝗲𝘁 𝗺𝗲 𝗴𝗼." Jimin plainly said to Mi-Sun with a straight face. The same exact words she said to him a couple of months ago. Mi-Sun's heart began to sink. She felt a knot in her stomach and almost instantly she b...