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• Author's P.O.V •
an hour laterJimin continued to take Y/N to various stores in the mall.
He made it a point to take her to expensive shops like Dior, Tiffany and Co., Louis Vuitton and Bvlgari.
Y/N kept declining most of his offers to buy things for her, but Jimin seemed unfazed and continued to lead her to store after store, picking out beautiful clothing for her to try on.
No matter how much she kept on trying to get him to buy things for himself, he refused.
For Jimin, it was all about her.
As they walked through the mall, Jimin's arms were loaded with shopping bags from the various stores they had visited.
They made their way down the high-end corridors, filled with luxury shops and high-priced goods, Jimin found himself watching Y/N's gaze as she looked around at the shops they passed by.
He continued to walk beside her, enjoying the feeling of being able to treat her to anything she desired.
Jimin felt a pang of annoyance as he spotted a group of men staring openly at Y/N.
He had become so used to seeing men checking her out everywhere they went that he usually tried not to let it bug him. But for some reason, these men bothered him more than usual. Perhaps it was because they were standing right out in the open, leering at her like a bunch of creeps.
He knew that they were admiring her beauty, and he couldn't blame them. She was an incredibly attractive and well-known fashion model, after all.
Then something hit him.
She belongs to him.
Jimin mentally chuckles to himself.
Damn right she is.
He thought to himself.
Jimin quickly noticed Y/N's discomfort as she tried to move closer to him. He followed her gaze to the men who were still staring at her. Jimin transferred the shopping bags to his other hand and wrapped his arm around her waist, pulling her closer to him and stopping her from walking.
He raised an eyebrow at the men and asked, "Do you have a problem, gentlemen?"
They quickly averted their gazes, pretending they had been looking at something behind Y/N rather than at her.
Jimin couldn't help but scoff to himself at the men's attempt to play innocent, pretending they had been looking at something behind Y/N rather than her.
But he knew better, and he kept his arm firmly around her waist as they continued on their way.
He made sure to give the men an icy glare as they passed by, silently warning them to keep their eyes to themselves.
Y/N smiles up at Jimin and says, "Thank you, baby."
He sighs and kisses her forehead before saying softly, "It's nothing. But I swear, if I see another guy or group of men looking at you like that, I'm going to chop their-"
His phone interrupts him with a ring, cutting off his sentence.
"Hold on, darling." He removed his arm from her waist and grabbed his iPhone from his pocket, answering the call. "Hello?" He placed the phone on his ear.
He talks to his employee over the phone, while Y/N quietly stands there, watching him.
Jimin frowned, "Sorry?"
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