You have a date with Jimin that had been planned for a couple weeks. The day before the date, you get a call from your manager telling you that you need to be on set the time of your date to film a music video. You try talking him into postponing it, but he can't. You call Jimin. "Oppa I'm so sorry," you say.
"No. I get it. How about we meet up in a few days? You said you don't have anything that day right?"
"Yep! I'm free."
"It's a date." You could hear him smiling in his voice. You hang up and get out of the car. The instant you walk in, you are taken to hair and makeup. After two hours of people dressing you up, you head towards the camera. After a couple of takes, the director tells you that he wants to change it up. You have to change into a backless dress and you're suppose to be 'in a club', dancing with a guy. The guy you have to dance with is one of your close friends. You get ready to film the scene when you see Jimin. You look around and can't see the director so you run over to him.
"Hey agi ," he says giving you a hug.
"What are you doing here?" You're shocked.
"I...um, came here to see you...." He frowns. "But why are you dressed like this?"
"For the music video. Come on." You pull him over to set so the director doesn't find you missing. Right when you get back into place, the director yells 'quiet on set'. The music plays and you start dancing with your friend. The director tells you to get closer until you two are centimeters apart. You two kiss a couple times and the director yells cut. When you walk off set, but Jimin was no where to be found. Before heading off to look for him, you are pulled by a stylist to change for the next scene. After filming a couple more shots, you were done for the day. You head home after changing into your clothes and find Jimin on your front steps. "What happened-"
"What exactly where you filming? A porno?" He cuts you off.
"Jimin?!"
"No. You were wearing such an inappropriate outfit, grinding on another guy and making out on camera."
"I want you to leave." You unlock the front door. You couldn't believe he is acting this way. You wouldn't mind if he had to kiss a girl for a music video. You are surprised that he is acting like this. "No, you need to talk to me."
"No I don't Jimin! Leave me alone. You can talk to me once you pull your head out of your ass." You slam the door shut.
A few hours later, Jimin walks in and finds you asleep on the couch with the tv on and tissues around you. He gently nudges you awake. "Y/N. Hey, I want to talk to you." You sit up and try to rub the sleep out of your eyes. "I'm sorry for how I acted before. I shouldn't have done that. Please forgive me for being a huge pabo."
"Jimin." You sigh. "Why did you react like that?"
"I didn't like that way he was touching you," he mumbles.
"We were suppose to be dancing in a club."
"Still. I didn't like it. I also didn't like the kiss... You seemed into it in a way you shouldn't be."
"Babe. That was my friend. His name is Jack and he has a girlfriend. He's proposing to her next week. There's nothing for you to be jealous of."
"I'm not jealous."
"And I'm not going to ask you to buy me dinner," you reply sarcastically.
"Chinese?" You smile as he kisses your forehead before leaving to get dinner.
