Jasmine | Obsessive Pjm x Fr✓

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Her voice fucking blew me. I felt like the world was spinning around me. Her expression turned to a worried one.
I could see her hand in front of my face.

"Sir Are you okay?" She spoke again and my trance broke.

I blinked, twice, finding the right words to speak.

"Yeah I'm?" I said and she raised her brow.

Fuckfuckfuckfuck

"I think the heat is having a little effect on you. Why don't you sit down and I get you a refreshing drink?" She asked and I nodded.

I wasn't quite a fan of refreshment drinks but if she will make it..
We can have a try.

"Great! Do you like mangoes?" She asked and I nodded.
"Sugar?"
I nodded again.
"Cream?"
I nodded.
"Chocolate?"
I nodded.

She clapped her hands with excitement.
"Great then! I'll be right back!" She turned around and entered the kitchen.

I looked around and found an empty table by the corner window and walked up to it.

I took my seat and looked around the full cafe. It was designed on soft aesthetic. Small furnitures painted in pastel colours, flowers everywhere and a little book shelf by the corner.

There was a small mirror on the side.
My eyes met mine and I first time in months, became self conscious.

My eyes were a little red, my body thin, dark Circles under my eyes and bruises all over my hands. I pulled my sleeve down to hide them.
I didn't wanted her to see them.

She came back with a large yellow drink with herself, she placed it on the table in front of me.
"Here's it! Try it I'm sure you'll love it." She smiled. I found myself smiling back at her as I picked the glass up and consumed the liquid.

Fuck it was good.

"It's actually really good." I said and her eyes gloomed.
"Thank you! Please visit often." She said and I again smiled at her.

I smiled two times a day, while it's been months..

I finished my drink and walked to her counter to pay for it.
My sleeve rode up a little while I was taking my wallet out and she saw my bruises.

Worry filled her eyes and they met mine again. I knew it was questioning look she was giving me.

"I got in an accident." I said before she could ask. Her gaze Never changed.

"Really." I added and her expression slowly faded with a small smile taking place.

I hate lying to her..I don't wanna lie to her..

"It's okay. They'll heal with time. Here." Her hand moved towards a wooden basket. She picked out a bunch of

Jasmines?

She picked out a bunch of jasmines and held my hand.

And I swear sparks ran through my body when she touched me.
She placed the Jasmine in my hand and I raised my brow at her.

"They're my favourite. Whenever I'm sad I just put them beside my bed while sleeping. They tend to absorb all the sadness." She said.

"Thank you." I replied and tugged the flowers in my pocket.
"My pleasure."

She turned around to enter the kitchen again and that's when I stopped her.

"Wait- I never caught your name?" After fighting the urge to ask her name, I finally lose.

She chuckled lowly, laughing at her own silliness of never introducing herself.

"I'm Meline." She said.

Meline..

"And you're..?" She asked.
"I'm Jimin."

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A/N: 'Meline' is pronounced as "mell-in"