A Wistful Summer's Night

Chapter 14: Jealousy

"Wanna eat in the food hall today?" Jin asks

"Yeah, okay."

"I'm coming too!" Jungkook runs to catch up with us and slings his arm over Jin's shoulder.

Bzzt. Bzzt.

I pull my phone out of my pocket and see a message from Jimin.

JM: Turn around x

I stop in my tracks and peek over my shoulder and see Jimin's soft brown hair poking out from behind the corner. He's so cute. He slowly edges his face into view and calls me over with his eyes and I grin.

"Hey I uh, left something back in the room. I'll catch up with you guys." I slide my phone into my pocket and Jin watches me.

"See you in a bit," Jungkook says obliviously and pulls Jin along with him.

I turn the corner and Jimin pulls me into his embrace making me squeal at the sudden motion. He holds me against his chest and smiles "Hey."

"Hey," I push my lips onto his "How's shooting going?"

"Good, I've got a scene with Man-Shik next."

"Ah, your character doesn't like him very much does he? You two get into a fight on page 56-oops!" I cover my mouth with my hands.

Jimin raises his eyebrow "And how is it that someone who isn't the main cast knows the script?"

"Uh well..." I avert his gaze as he leans his face closer to mine "I may or may not have had a peek at your script when I was over last..."

"Layla-"

"I only skimmed it! I swear-"

He holds me close and crashes his lips into mine and I melt at his warmth as his tongue explores my mouth making my chest tingle. I jerk my head away from his mouth "W-Were at work!" I say slightly out of breath.

He laughs and I hit his chest jokingly "Sorry, I'll stop."

I roll my eyes and kiss his cheek "I'll see you tonight?"

"Of course."

I turn to walk away but he holds my wrist and spins me back around making me giggle "Jimin!"

"Wait was it the room at the end of a hall?" A voice says.

Crap.

Jimin and I press ourselves up against the wall and freeze, this is the end of the hallway, we're right next to the room they're on about!

"I think it is that room now you say that." Another person says.

Shit. Shit. Shit!

Jimin holds my hand and quickly pulls me into the room "They're about to come in here!" I whisper.

He looks around the room and pulls me towards a floor-to-ceiling thinly shaped locker in the corner of the room. I yank my hand out of his "Layla c'mon."

"We won't fit!"

"We will."

The voices from earlier grow closer outside the room.

Screw it.

We squeeze into the tiny locker pressing our bodies up against each other and just about fit with the door shut. I hold my breath as we stand in there awkwardly.

The door to the room opens.

"It's so annoying that she's sent us to find something she's lost, how the hell am I supposed to know where it is?"