As they ate, YN savored her ramen, fully immersed in the warmth and flavor of the dish. Every now and then, she caught glimpses of Jimin watching her, his gaze lingering a little too long. But she brushed it off, too absorbed in enjoying the meal. When she finally finished, Jimin noticed a tiny bit of food stuck near the mole under her lip.
For a moment, he just stared-his eyes fixed on her lips, lost in thought.
YN caught him staring and felt her heart skip a beat. Why is he looking at me like that? she wondered, suddenly self-conscious.
YN: "What? What are you looking at?" she asked, her voice stumbling as her heartbeat quickened. The moment felt strangely familiar-just like that intense moment they shared in the library.
But Jimin didn't respond. He was still staring at her lips, his gaze soft but focused. The silence hung between them, making YN even more flustered.
YN: "What happe...n?" she began, but before she could finish, Jimin leaned in across the table, his eyes never leaving hers.
Slowly, he raised his hand and, with his thumb, gently wiped the tiny piece of food from the corner of her lip. The intimate gesture made YN freeze, her breath catching in her throat.
Then, as if to make the moment even more electrifying, Jimin licked his thumb without breaking eye contact.
YN's eyes widened in shock, and she choked on air, quickly reaching for her glass of water to steady herself. Her mind was racing, her heart pounding in her chest. She couldn't believe what had just happened.
Meanwhile, Jimin leaned back in his seat, that signature smirk of his playing on his lips as he watched her reaction, clearly satisfied with the effect he had on her.
As they both stepped out of the restaurant, YN felt the cool breeze against her skin. She was still recovering from the intensity of their moment inside when her phone buzzed. It was Bora.
Bora: "Muffin, I heard you went out with him!"
YN's eyes widened in shock. In her flustered state, she accidentally hit the loudspeaker button.
Bora: "Are you going to tell him how you feel??"
Jimin's gaze shifted from the street to YN, eyebrows raised in curiosity. Her heart began to race, the words echoing loudly in her ears. Panicking, she quickly tried to press the button to end the call, but it was too late-Jimin had heard everything.
He turned to face her, his expression shifting from playful to serious. Slowly, he bent down a little, his height matching hers, and his eyes locked onto hers with an intensity that sent her heart racing even faster.
Jimin: "What are your feelings on me, Muffin?" he asked softly, his voice low, but the question carried a weight that made YN's mind spin.
His eyes were searching hers, looking for an answer, and YN could feel the tension building between them. Her breath hitched, and she looked away for a moment, trying to compose herself. But Jimin leaned in closer, waiting for her response.
YN: (stammering) "I-I... um..." "It's nothing."
She turned abruptly to leave, her pulse racing, but Jimin's hand shot out, gently grabbing her wrist. With a swift pull, he drew her close to him.
YN: "Ah!" she gasped as she hit his chest, her hands instinctively landing against him. Her heart pounded even harder as she realized how close they were. She could feel his breath, warm against the cool night air, and his eyes were back on her lips-again.
Jimin placed his thumb on the mole beneath her lip, his touch soft but deliberate as he gently rubbed over it.
Jimin: "It always distracts me," he muttered, his voice low and husky, sending a shiver down YN's spine.
YN could feel the heat rising to her cheeks, her entire face turning red. She was sure of it. Her pulse quickened even more as she stood frozen under his gaze.
Jimin: "Tell me, Muffin," he whispered, his voice teasing yet serious. His thumb lingered on her lips, and YN could feel herself getting flustered under his scrutiny.
Jimin's thumb slipped from her lips, but before she could even register the change, he pulled her even closer, his arms tightening around her waist. YN's eyes snapped open, their faces now just inches apart. The tension between them was palpable, and her breath came in short gasps as she stared up at him.
Jimin: (smirking) "So, Muffin..." he said, his tone laced with amusement, "Do you plan to keep me in suspense?"
His eyes bore into hers, searching, waiting. The way he was looking at her made YN's heart stutter. She felt trapped in the moment, unable to move, unable to speak. Her gaze flickered between his eyes and his lips, wondering what would happen next.
Jimin leaned in, brushing his lips near her ear, his breath warm as he whispered:
Jimin: "Or are you going to admit you have feelings on me?"
The words made YN's breath hitch, her entire body reacting to the closeness. She wanted to say something-anything-but she couldn't find the words. The intensity of the moment had rendered her speechless, leaving her heart racing as she stood there, wrapped in Jimin's arms.
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