The original title of this work is you can leave a toothbrush at my place. Due to the word limit, I have shortened it to fit Wattpad's requirements.
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Jimin swears it wasn't her intention to bring a girl over to her dorm from possibly the worst frat party she's ever gone to on the other side of campus. She was just... curious.
And it was experimental. It wasn't like Jimin meant what she said. She really just wanted to try her luck with girls.
Seriously.
“Crowd's rowdy as fuck.”
Jimin winced when the blonde merely glanced at her in turn. Perhaps that wasn't the correct thing to say when you're trying to talk to pretty girls. Let's try that again.
Sidling up to the shorter girl, Jimin cleared her throat as if to remove any trace of that god awful endeavor in her mouth. “Did you also get dragged and ditched here?”
When the blonde turned to her, Jimin's heart did a celebratory leap into her throat. She knew the girl was pretty; it was the main reason she tried talking to her. But she didn't know the girl was adorable, too. She looked beautifully adorable, if that made sense in any way. Jimin liked her instantly.
A small smile from the blonde brought Jimin's attention to the faint red on her cheeks. It seemed like she'd had her shot at the alcohol as well. “I did, but it's a given considering my friend's very chummy with the host.”
Jimin smiled back wider. She even sounded pretty. “Let me guess. They aren't a thing but they are?”
“Spot on, comrade.” The blonde laughed and Jimin felt like she just went off to heaven. Her laughter was enchanting, attention seeking. Jimin wanted to hear it for the whole night.
“Do you like being chummy at all?”
The blonde was quiet for a minute too long. Her dark eyes were relentlessly scanning Jimin's face, and Jimin grew uncomfortable in her own skin. But then she lowered her head, chuckling stiffly. “Are you flirting with me?”
Jimin tensed. “Uhhhhhh..”
The blonde looked back up at her. Her lips were forming a small but attractive smirk.
Jimin's confidence was replaced with embarrassment. “....Yeah?”
“I don't like the question there.” The blonde replied. She was staring into Jimin's eyes unceasingly. For some reason, Jimin liked it that way.
Blinking, Jimin simply returned her stare.
The blonde then smiled. Her eyes disappeared into crescents. “You're terrible at flirting.”
“Sorry. Not on my A game tonight. I think it's..” Jimin loosely gestured at the blonde's face. “..this that's the problem.”
