You changed me [P.J.M]

Chapter 17: I lost Him Twice

*Jimin's P.O.V*

I did it. I finally did it... But I was surprised that Yura liked me too. She never blushed, giggled or showed any signs of crushing on me. This girl is too good at hiding her emotions.. And the problem now is the bet. I have to hide this. I have to call off the bet. But how? I'm too embarrassed to say that I actually love her, I mean I did tell them that I could never feel love anymore.

"Jimin?" Yura poked me, looking at me with her huge, innocent eyes. Great, I can very gladly fanboy because of her right now. I hummed in response, smiling at her. Suddenly, I felt something sticky and gooey being smeared onto my face. I used my index finger to touch around that spot and looked at it. Chocolate.

"Yah..."

"It wasn't me.."

"Then what's that on your finger? Hmm?" I snatched out her hands which she was hiding under the table. Again, she escaped from my grip and smeared the remaining chocolate right smack onto my face. '-_-'

"This girl.." I sighed and tickled her. Who knew her reaction was so... Extreme.. She literally kicked her feet like crazy and hit my chest, leaning her head back and squealing. 

"S-st-STOPPP AAHHH STOPPPPP!!!" She could barely even speak right.. Smirking, I pulled her up before she drops from her seat and said softly.

"Still wanna mess with my handsome face??" She stuck out her tongue and took a bite of her lemon tart.

"Who said you were handsome?"

"I did!" Bo na suddenly responded, surprising me as I snapped my head to her direction. Immediately, I could tell Jungseok was near murdering me for swaying his girlfriend.

"Tch.. You girl, you go away right now. You have your own guy, go to him." Yura pointed a fork at her as they both giggled.

After we finished our desserts, we shared the bill and made our way back to the hotel. When we reached, Bo na was the only one making a fuss about how she was smelling so oily and stuff. I don't get girls when they say that. Don't we all smell? Like.. It doesn't make a big deal.. Oh well.. Guys can't understand girls fully.

"Yura-ah.." I called out to her as I wrapped my hands around her waist while she was removing her earrings.

"Ne?"

"When's your birthday?" Yep, I just wanted to know if she was younger cuz if she is, I get to hear her call me oppa.. Oh my god it would sound so cute. Even better, she's shorter than me.

"Um... 13th October?" She made her statement sound like a question, turning her body to face me. 'We have the same birthdays??'

"Oh wow.. Same here." I'm not giving up right here.

"Alright, then what time were you born?"

"Are you serious, Park Jimin?" She scoffed and rolled her eyes at me. I nodded and waited for her answer. 'please say it's really early.'

"About.. 5Am maybe?" She tapped her chin. 'YASSS!'

"Great! I'm older than you by a few hours. Now, call me oppa." I demanded. Of course, she made a 'tch' sound and moved away from me.

"For real? You already want me to call you Jiminie. Now Jiminie oppa?" Yura sat on her bed and crossed her arms.

"Of course. I'll call you Jagi if you want.." I smirked and bit my lip. Right then, I saw her cheeks turning red as she looked away. Probably because she wants to hide the fact she's blushing.

"N-no.." She mumbled. Unsatisfied with her answer, I walked to her bed and leaned close to her until our faces were less than 3 centimeters apart.