Asami's POV
I sigh as i leave my apartment for Jimin's house. We will be making the so called project today. He gave me the address of his house at school. The whole day in school was.....okay...i mean..i avoided unnecessary conversations with Jimin and spent quality time with my bestie Yoori. She and I decided to go shopping this Saturday to check out new collections and blah blah blah.
So yeah, the day went on smoothly.Around half an hour of walking i reached the given address. It was a beautiful bunglow.
I reached up to the doorstep and rang the doorbell.
A woman in her mid thirties i think,opened the door. She had her hair tied up in a bun and had an apron around her waist.
"Um..Hi! Is this Park Jimin's house?" I asked.
"Yes it is sweetie. You must his partner for the project." She said with a bright smile and i nodded.
"I am Mrs. Park, Jimin's mom. Come in." She said amd let me in the house.
The interior was beautiful. I was in awe. Expensive wooden flooring. Expensive false ceiling. And pretty much everything expensive. You got my point.
"Hello Mrs. Park. I am Kim Asami. Jimin's project partner. Well.. you already know that." I bowed 90 degree and flashed a smile. She looks like a really kind lady. She reminded me of my Mom. I miss her...Sigh.
"Chim Chim honey!!!! Your friend is here!!" She yelled.
Wait. Chim Chim? I try to muffle a laugh. Never knew that the bad-ass Park Jimin could have such fluffy nicknames. And wait again. Friend? Me and Him? I and Chim Chim are not friends.
Footsteps could be heard coming down the staircase.
He was wearing skinny jeans and white tee shirt with black converse shoes. I have to say he looked pretty good in that. Wait a minute. Am i complementing Park Shitmin? Lets just forget it.
"Hi." He said in a low voice.
"Hi." I spoke.
Silence fell in the room.
I didn't know what to say else? Why isn't he saying something. So,We all three stood there in complete pin drop silence.
Okay. This is getting awkward....
Jimin's POV
I heard my mom yell but couldn't make out what she was saying so i took out my earphones and walked down the stair.
There she stood beside my mother. She was wearing a peach colored three quarter sleeve top with black jeans and boots. She was looking stunning and to top that she let her hair open today. She looked like a model to be honest. Wait what? What am i saying?
"Hi." I spoke but it came out more like a whisper. Yah!! What happened to the confident Park Jimin? Nevermind.
"Hi." She said looking at me. And i can't seem to take my eyes off of her.
Then there was a complete silence. None of us spoke anything. I was still mesmerized by the other person in front of me.
"Chim Chim, if you keep staring at her like that, she might melt, son." My mother said out of the blue.
I turned away and i can feel my cheeks burning. Asami looked down too.
And wait. Did my mother just call me Chim Chim in front of Asami?
"Mom!!! I am not staring. I was just..umm..well my name isn't Chim Chim." I yelled and the last part came out as a whisper and i hope my mom heard it.
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Mirror (BTS JIMIN)
FanficWhat happens when two totally different yet similar people that promised themselves never to fall in love again, meet each other. It's a story about love. A story about closure. A story about regret. A story about sacrifice. And most importantly, fr...