Jimin's POV:
"Where exactly are we going! I'm so tired...." Xiumin whined.
He was really annoying me to be honest.
"We're almost there, hang in a bit longer...." I grumbled.
He frowned, the tips of his mouth curving downwards. But he stayed quiet.
"Ah, we are here!" I exclaimed.
"Finally! But can you let go now, I think you are stopping the circulation of blood in my wrist," Xiumin said.
"Ah, miahne," I said awkwardly as I realized I had been holding onto his wrist the entire time.
"But where exactly are we?" Xiumin asked. I just smiled at him.
"We are at my uncle's place! Well, he's not really my uncle, but I consider him to be," I said, staring lovingly at the small store in front of us. It was surrounded by other stores and stands on both sides. The floor was cluttered with trash, but it still made me so happy to be here.
The feeling... nostalgia....
Suddenly, the door slammed open, frightening Xiumin. I held in a laugh as I saw him jump quickly.
"Annyeonghaseyo, ahjumma. I am Xiumin," he said bowing down. Right then, I lost it.
Xiumin looked confused.
"Why are you laughing. And didn't you say this was your uncle's place?" He questioned. Then, he looked at the person standing in the doorway, smirking at him as he came to a realization.
"Ohhh..." he realized.
"Chesuamnida ahjusshi! I was just confused since you are wearing makeup and a dress and a wig and-"
"It's okay.... this happens all the time," he said, giving his hair a little flip.
"And by the way, this is my real hair..."
Xiumin's face just turned more red. I just couldn't stop laughing.
"Wahh that was so funny! You are so cute when you get embarrassed!" I blurted out. He looked at me with wide eyes.
"Cute....?"
Oh shoot, I thought.
"No, what I meant is.... you see I, uhh," I stuttered.
"You came here for a reason, didn't you? Not just to stand here gawking at each other..."
We both blushed...
He sighed.
"Jimin, you still haven't changed.... just come in..."
We both nodded and shuffled in the store, selling makeup products, wigs, skin care, and much more. We followed him until we reached the very back, in which he opened the door and we went up the stairs.
"Sit," he said, gesturing to a couch. Both of us sat on the same couch, across from his chair.
"I don't believe I've formally introduced myself to this young man. My name is Perry Park," he said simply. (btw, yes I have watched Kill me, Heal me... it's not a coincidence)
"Perry?"
"He was born in the U.S, but came here when he was thirteen," I whispered to Xiumin.
"It's true, I can speak great English," he said in perfect English.
"Wahh," Xiumin gaped.
"Close your mouth," I said pushing his jaw up. He made a face at me, but I made one back.
Perry cleared his throat, regaining both of our attention.
"I believe you are an idol? I've seen you on TV I think," he said to Xiumin.
"Ah, ne. I am a part of the group, EXO," he explained.
"Oh, I see Jimin found herself an idol boyfriend," Perry said.
"Ani, he's not my boyfriend," I blushed. Looking over, I see Xiumin was completely unaffected. He seemed to be staring at the wall right behind Perry.
"Why not though? Both of you are idols... and you look adorable together!" He said, low key fangirling.
"Jimin would get a lot of hate...." Xiumin finally said. I looked at him with wide eyes.
"IF we were dating," he corrected.
"Anyways," I interrupted.
"We came for your help to change Xiumin into a completely new person," I explained.
"I see," Perry pondered.
"And change Jimin too, I'm sure her fans will bother her," Xiumin added in.
"Done and done!" Perry said excitedly.
"Now who's going first..." he said with a sly grin.
"Is it normal to feel scared?" Xiumin whimpered.
"Believe me, it is," Jimin said as she walked Xiumin behind the drapes.
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Call You Bae
FanfictionTwo idols, Xiumin and Jimin have to collaborate together for a song (and MV). However, along the way, they reach obstacles and meet suspicious people that will really test their relationship.