JIMIN ONESHOTS IMAGINES

Ice Cream

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When he was thinking of something why you were eating ice cream in front of him | as your perverted boyfriend.

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After reading my boyfriend's last text, I saw he wanted to meet me at the café I work at. Luckily, it's my day off today, so it's not a problem.

I'm not even busy, I've just been lying in bed all day, being too lazy to get up. Why does he want to meet up anyway? That dumbass didn't even say why.

I guess I'll just wear jeans and a loose t-shirt with sneakers. It's not like we're going to some fancy place. Just something simple and he better not complain. He always has something to say when I wear shorts. He'll be like, "Can't you wear jeans? That's too short." And I'm like, Too short? What do you even call long then? I swear I can't understand that man sometimes.

Honestly, I think he just gets turned on when I wear shorts. That nasty boyfriend of mine.

I took a cab so I'd get there early. When I arrived at the café, the first person I saw was my coworker, Yeri.

She used to be a part-timer, but now she's working here full-time. We run the café together with my best friend Jin, who we jokingly call "boss" because he acts like one, even though he's more bossy than anything.

"Y/N, what brought you here?" Yeri asked as I sat down near the window, wanting to see Jimin as soon as he arrived.

"Meeting someone," I replied, already knowing she probably forgot I have a boyfriend. "Uh—who? Your other boyfriend?" she teased with a giggle.

What the hell? I'm loyal to Jimin. He was my first, and he'll be my last.

"It's Jimin, dumbass," I said, and her eyes widened in realization. Yup, now she remembers. She's so forgetful sometimes, I swear I know her better than she knows herself.

"Do you want me to make you a coffee?" she asked. I shook my head. "An ice cream will do."

She smiled sweetly. She's so precious, sometimes I just wanna keep her in my pocket. She never shows her broken side, and honestly, that's why I sometimes doubt she even has one. "How about Jimin? You're not ordering something for him?"

That jerk doesn't even eat anything I order for him anyway. Better not waste Yeri's time especially with how busy it is today. "He'll order something for himself when he gets here. By the way, where's the boss?"

"Not here," she answered simply. "I'll get your favorite ice cream!"

She ran off. I didn't need to tell her what flavor I wanted, she already knew.

When I heard the bell ring at the door, I already knew it was him.

"Sorry for the wait," he said, sitting in front of me. Damn, he really is too handsome for his own good.

"It's fine. So... why did you want to meet me here?" I asked, crossing my legs. I could smell his cologne, it had to be expensive.

"Here's your ice cream," Yeri interrupted, handing it to me. "Thanks," I said shortly.

"Are you not ordering anything, Jimin?" she asked. "I'm not hungry," he replied, and Yeri ran back to the counter.

I started eating my ice cream before it melted, but I could feel Jimin staring at me. Like, really staring. It felt like he was watching every single move I made. How am I supposed to eat like this when he's looking at me like that? I felt like I was the one melting instead of the ice cream.

"You've got some ice cream right here," he said, pointing near my lips.

Oh god. Embarrassing. Before he could do his usual thing, wiping it off for me. I quickly licked the spot he pointed at.

Suddenly, there was a loud bang from the table. Did he just kick it?

"A-Are you okay, Jimin?" I asked, surprised by the sound. He looked kind of... shocked?

"Y-Yeah. I was just thinking about something when you licked the ice cream," he mumbled, biting his upper lip.

Wait. What the—did I just turn him on?

"I shouldn't have eaten ice cream in front of you," I muttered, scratching the back of my neck.

Then he leaned forward and whispered, "The reason I asked you to come here... is because I just got a boner."

I froze. My brain couldn't process anything.

What in the actual fuckery?

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