Jimin sat with his back against the tub as Hobi stayed near his side. Jimin watched Hobi eat the sandwich that Henley had prepared as if it were going out of style. Henley sat at the opposite end of the tub on the floor, taking more careful bites of her sandwich. She seemed used to the way that Hobi tore into the sandwich as if it was something she saw all the time. Jimin - on the other hand - was the complete opposite of Hobi as he took timid bites of his own. Jimin liked the sandwich. He was just having a hard time eating it because he was still fighting his nerves.
"Thank you," said Jimin as he nodded at the sandwich in his hand.
"Of course," said Henley.
"You two..." said Hobi, almost choking on the last bit of sandwich in his mouth as he swallowed it, "Are more awkward than an octopus at an ant farm."
"That's a new one, Hobi," said Henley with a chuckle.
"Well, it's true," said Hobi. "Let's do some get to know you activities. Start with names."
"Henley Parker," she said as she noticed Hobi shooting her a look that indicated she should go first.
"Park Jimin," he said. "Or, if I was to say it the same as you, Jimin Park."
"Look at that. You two have similar names! Great start!" exclaimed Hobi.
Henley ripped off the part of the sandwich that she had bitten, handing the rest of the sandwich to Hobi who immediately took it into his hands.
"How about you, Hobi?" said Henley. "Why don't you introduce yourself to Jimin since you two are pretty much best friends already."
"Jung Hoseok," he said, "But Hobi is my nickname. I like being called by my nickname. You can't say it without a smile."
"You can try," said Henley putting on a straight face before saying, "Hobi."
Henley tried to say it with a straight face, but Jimin noticed how the edges of her lips threatened to turn up into a smile. Hobi had a point, but it would be hard to frown at this guy in general.
"So, how about ages then?" continued Hobi, "Since I've proven my point."
"I'm twenty-four," said Henley, starting first again.
"I'm twenty-four as well," said Jimin.
"Well, I'm twenty-five," said Hobi, "So I can be your sage elder."
"Sage elder?" asked Henley quirking a brow. "What century are you from? Besides, you're not wise. You're the same person I had to talk out of buying yet another neon yellow piece of clothing the other day."
"What is wrong with that?"
"Nothing aside from A - you already own way too many yellow pieces of clothing, and B - I'd like to be able to not go blind looking at you."
"Thank you for admitting that I'm blindingly handsome," said Hobi with a dazzling smile. Jimin couldn't help but to chuckle at the transaction between the two. They must have been friends for quite a long time.
Jimin moved to take a few more bites of his sandwich, relaxing back into the water.
"Everyone needs to state a hobby," said Hobi as he noticed Jimin relaxing out of the corner of his eye. His tactic was working.
"Photography," said Henley.
"What kind?" asked Jimin.
Henley looked over at Jimin, surprised that he was finally asking a follow up question.
"Scenery mostly," she said. "Though I do like taking interesting people photos as well."
"What about you, Jimin?" asked Hobi. "What is your hobby?"
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Traitor's Song
FanfictionHead over heels for a woman who deceives him, Park Jimin drowns himself in sorrow only to wake in an alternate reality. Though he may not have actually drowned, he'll surely feel like a fish out of water. |This is a BTS AU story. This story is an or...