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Jimin 
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From the moment I spoke the word to her, it felt like the butterflies in my stomach released eveywhere.

". . . and I don't really mind what you'll say, but you should know that I like you", I added as I pulled away my hands from her.

I was about to step back away from her, but she holds my hands firmly. I couldn't read her face, but her eyes are twinkling.

"Jimin-ahh"

I thought my heart wouldn't beat the same after confessing, but it's increasing more and more.

She squeezed my hands gently, her lips slowly quirk to a sweet smile. "But don't worry, I know that Yunhyeong actually likes you", I tried to say without any stutters.

"..and it's okay if you-", her index finger touched my lips, as if she's saying to shut up.

She let my hands wrapped back to her waist, "Tonight, it's about us so don't you dare, to say anyone else's name", her words startled me.

But I just laughed it off awkwardly, "Sorry", I apologised, didn't know why but I just did. Angie laughed sweetly, it makes my lips to curled up.

Maybe I should be worry about us.

"I seriously like you, Angie..", this time I'm confident what I'm saying. I can see something in her, that makes me believe that; she likes me too.

The song played Treasure by Tori Kelly, it somehow matches the situation around us.

"Fuck Jimin", she bit her lips, after she swore under her breath. "You're perfect, do you know that?"

It caught me off guard, my eyes are rounded when she says that, "Thanks?", I rose my brows.

Her hands went up to my face, as she rubs my cheeks gently with her two thumbs. "How can you single, with a face like this?"

"I just am. . and should I ask you that?", I chuckled at the end. Then she tiptoed to she match our eyes.

"Because, the person is not asking me yet..", her eyes are telling me something. But it just couldn't get into my head. "Park Jimin..", she whispered this time."Once in awhile right in the middle of an ordinary life, love gives us fairytale"

Fairytales?

"And I, didn't know, that you. . can make me feel like a princess", I searched deeper in her eyes. "The beautiful things you gave, the book, the necklace, the flower, everything. Then, the wonderland you showed me, and now? Dancing with you, on your apartment's rooftop?"

She leaned closer, "I don't think you understand me, but. . you're special to me that I can't even explain", is it my ears or, I just hear that correctly?

It feels like; I'm falling on an ocean in backwards. I felt happy for second, because I, she just said I'm . . special.

"Gosh! I have so many things to say. . Jimin, every night when I'm not in the mood, you always make me laugh and smile, with your sweet voice when you sing", I can only smile, not expecting she'll said this.