YN rolled her eyes but couldn't hide the slight smile creeping onto her face. "I'm serious, Bora! I can't believe I'm even considering this. It's like he knows exactly how to get under my skin."
Bora leaned back, her arms crossed, clearly enjoying the show. "Oh, Muffin, admit it—you're intrigued by him. Just a little."
YN sighed dramatically, her shoulders slumping. "Maybe I am... but that doesn't mean I'm going to kiss him! Five kisses? It's ridiculous!"
Bora nudged her playfully. "But what if he kisses you back? You never know what could happen."
"Stop right there! I am not kissing him," YN said firmly, shaking her head as if to dispel the thought entirely.
Just then, her phone buzzed, and she glanced down to see a message from an unknown number. Decided about my kisses?
Her heart raced as she turned her head to see Jimin sitting a few feet away, a teasing smile on his face as he held up his phone, revealing the same unknown number.
"What are you doing, Mr. Arrogant?" YN shot back, trying to sound nonchalant but failing miserably.
"Just asking what's mine," Jimin replied, his smirk growing wider.
"What's yours? My diary? You're holding it hostage!" YN shot back, trying to keep the conversation light despite the fluttering in her stomach.
He leaned against the desk, clearly enjoying the banter. "You know what I want, Muffin. Five kisses, and then your diary is back in your hands. Simple as that."
"Simple? You're the one making it complicated!" she exclaimed.
Just then, Jimin's expression shifted slightly. "Okay, fine."
YN furrowed her brows, confused. "What do you mean 'fine'?"
Another message popped up on her phone.
Mr. Arrogant is handsome, but he has unreadable cold stares...
She frowned, typing quickly. "Stop it, Jimin! Fine, I will give you five kisses."
Jimin's grin widened as he typed back. See you after classes in the library, Muffin.
"Great. Just great," YN muttered under her breath as she pocketed her phone. Bora was watching her intently, eyes sparkling with mischief.
"What are you going to do?" Bora asked, barely able to contain her laughter.
"I... I don't know!" YN stammered, running a hand through her hair. "I'm not actually going to go through with it, right?"
Bora nudged her again, grinning. "Oh, come on Muffin you're curious, aren't you?"
YN groaned, burying her face in her hands again. "Why am I even talking about this?"
"Because you like him," Bora teased, wiggling her eyebrows. "And deep down, I think you want to kiss him."
"Stop it!" YN retorted, feeling her cheeks flush. "I'll just get my diary back, and that's it."
As the bell rang, signalling the end of class, YN stood up, trying to shake off the mix of anticipation and dread. "I am going to the library and get this over with."
Bora grinned, bye muffin. "I can't wait to see how this unfolds!"
YN bit her lip nervously as she stepped into the library, scanning the rows of bookshelves until she spotted Jimin leaning casually against the same spot where he had hugged her for the first time
"Hi, Muffin. You remember the exact spot," he said, a teasing smile playing on his lips.
"Give back my diary, Jimin," YN demanded, trying to sound authoritative despite the flutter in her stomach.
"I will, but before that," he said, stepping closer, "I will decide where I want to be kissed by you. For now, the first kiss will be on my cheek for five seconds, and I'll let you know when the next four are. It depends on my mood."
"Are you serious?" YN exclaimed, her eyes widening. "I thought—"
"You thought it would be like a peck yesterday?" Jimin interrupted, a mischievous glint in his eyes.
He took a few steps toward her, and she felt her heartbeat quicken. "Nah, nah. I'll tell you where you have to kiss me. It could be my cheeks, my lips, or maybe even my neck," he added, his voice low and teasing.
YN felt her cheeks heat up at the thought, and she closed her eyes tightly, realizing she was about to get herself into something she wasn't entirely sure about. "Fine," she finally muttered, stepping a little closer but still maintaining some distance.
"Hold me, Muffin. Pull me towards you," he urged, lifting his legs and standing on his toes to playfully emphasize his point.
"Ahh, what are you doing with me?" she stammered, her nerves bubbling to the surface.
"Relax, Muffin. Is this how I hugged you? last time" he said, recalling their previous embrace. "First, I held your hand, looked into your eyes, and pulled you closer to me..."
YN felt her cheeks flush a deeper shade of red. "Stop, please," she managed to say, embarrassed.
Jimin smirked, clearly enjoying her reaction. "Come on, Muffin. Kiss me."
Taking a deep breath, YN glanced down, her heart racing. She stepped up on her toes, tugged him gently by the collar, and pressed her lips against his cheek.
Jimin's hands found their way to her waist, pulling her closer to him as he started counting. "One... two..."
YN pulled back slightly, feigning exasperation. "You're counting really slow! I can't do it like this!"
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