Frat.

II

{B's P.O.V}

We left the party around one a.m and I didn't see Jimin since we had finished our round of pool. We had more drinks and danced around and our new found friends are Taehyung and J-Hope.

I wake up to the sound of pots and pans hitting the surface of the counter. I stretch and sit up, only having a slight headache but nothing I can't handle. I get up and go to the kitchen to see Arianna making her omelet that I love.

"Good Morning" I mumble and yawn as i sit on the counter and down some ibuprofen.

"Good Morning." She smiles and serves me my omelet. I take it and walk to the table and start to eat.

After a while we both finish and I'm happy its a Saturday which means no classes. We end up getting ready for work together since we have the same shift. I work at a restaurant while she works at a store.

Luckily our jobs are both at the mall so we ride together, this time taking my car and I drive. once we get there we drift off to our parts of the mall.

I make my way to the back room and tie up my hair and put on my apron type thing and put in my notepad in the pocket.

"B! Table 13 of your section is waiting!"

I let out a breathe and walk over to the table. I look down as I take my notepad and pen out.

"Hi, I'm B, I'll be your waiter." I say looking up. "What can I get-"

Jimin.

"-you?" I breathe out as he looks up at me and his eyes open in shock and amusement. His lips automatically go to that smirk of his and he puts down the menu.

"B. Good to see you." He smiles and locks his hands together.

"Hello." I smile shyly as I tap my pen on my notepad.

"I didn't know you worked here. What a small world. How'd you enjoy the party?"

Why is he trying to make conversation with me? He doesn't know me and from what I can tell, he only wants to get into girl's pants most of the time.

"Um, it was a good one. How did you enjoy it?"

"Uh it was a good one." He smirks and looks down at his hands. "It was a hell of a mess to clean up this morning though." He looks back up and smiles again.

What's up with him and smiling at me like that?

"You live there?"

"Yeah, I'm a part of the frat as well as about six other guys."

"Oh." I raise my eyebrows in shock.

"I didn't seem like the type to be in that frat?" He asks laughing.

"I guess." I laugh nervously. "Would you like something to drink?"

"I'll take a water please, while I wait for someone. I'll wait to order with them."

I nod and walk away. Of course he's going to have a date. I don't know why I even thought he wouldn't. I mean look at him. He's super attractive and cute. He obviously slept with that girl last night and that's probably who he's having lunch with right now.

I land his water on the table and quickly walk away to tend to another table, that isn't a part of my section I just wanted to seem occupied to not talk to him.

About twenty minutes later I go to his table to see if he wanted something but he was gone.

I stand in front of his table looking down at his half full glass of water and a napkin written on.

With. His. Number.

I furrow my eyebrows and pick up the napkin.

"Call me sometime, we still need our rematch. 111-222-3333"

I sigh and contemplate folding the napkin and putting it in my pocket or just leaving it here.

I end up folding it and putting it in the pocket.

~~

It has been two days since I saw Jimin at my job. I didn't text him since I have too much pride, and threw it away so I wouldn't even be tempted to.

Now I'm not at work but I am at the mall. Waiting for Arianna to get out of work so I'm just walking around. I here footsteps behind me but I don't think much of it since I'm at a mall.

I look into one of the stores when I feel a hand grab my arm and spin me around. I gasp and open my eyes wide.

"I'm sorry. Didn't mean to scare you." He laughs but doesn't let go of my arm.

Jimin. Again.

"What's up?" I ask.

"I- Uh. I left you my number, on a napkin."

"Did you?" I pretend to not know.

"Yeah." He laughs.

"Sorry, I don't clean the tables so once they see a table empty the most of the time just clean it themselves." I shrug and turn to walk away but he grabs my arm again.

When he grabs my arm, I feel butterflies in my stomach and look at him in his eyes. "Yes?"

"Can I get your number?"

I raise my eyebrows and widen my eyes a bit. "Um, sure." I go to reach for my phone but he doesn't let go of my arm. He instead holds on a bit tighter, it doesn't hurt, but you can tell he doesn't want me to move.

"You fascinate me, B. I want to get to know you."