Unexpected Roommate | Jimin

Chapter 17

“Wow, when you said you can dance, you really meant it.”

Offering Hoseok my death glare, I tried to keep my balance on the b-boy stance that he just taught longer without making a complete fool out of myself.

Well, obviously I failed. Time slowed down as my hand slips, making me trip over my own body and land on my butt.

Again.

What can I say, I guess I wasn’t born to be a dancer.

My cheek burn into deep red with embarrassment and even redder as the boys erupted into laughter. Jungkook is right by my side, helping me up like a gentleman he is.

Jimin on other hand having trouble of breathing from his laughing fit.

Ignoring the jerk, I reach out my water bottle and throw the water all over those assholes then quickly swallow a mouthful of water. I find myself choking as I saw it become a water fight. We all end up looking like a hobo and smeared with mud.

Jimin then handed me a water bottle to clean myself after the fight, and told me, “Oh don’t be such a baby. Beside, you’re the one started the water fight.”

My eyes flickered at Jimin’s smug-looking expression as he stared back at me with so much amusement.

“Thanks.” I rolled my eyes.

“No worries.”

“I hate you”

“You love me.”

I turned away from his gaze, knowing that if I continued staring his eyes, I’ll end up lost in his. And I supposed to be mad at him right now.

But, why can’t I stop smiling?

We’re currently camped on an empty field alongside a deserted road. Opening the trunk of the van and sitting on the edge of the vehicle, I admired our surrounding. Logging into my social media account, I noticed my cousin had sent me a private message.

I founded myself grinning like crazy at my cousin message and was about to reply when suddenly a flash of light with a click of a camera distracted me. Looking up from my phone, I watched as Jimin shook the picture emerged fresh from the Polaroid. He smiled at me.

At that small gesture, made my heart string flutter and my breath hick up getting caught in my throat.

“What’s you’re smiling about?” Jimin smirked, tilting his head to the side, “are you day dreaming about me?”

For a second, I was too absorbed in the way his hair slightly moved to his captivating eyes, wanting me to reach out and brush it away. When I realised that he would figured out that I was staring at him, I quickly averted my gaze. I know he’s going to tease me if he caught me staring.

Trying to not looked intimidated, I lifted my head toward his gaze and flashed him a bright smile, before playfully shoved him, “Jerk.”

I was about to walk away and helped Namjoon with the camp, but Jimin sat next to me then tugged me back. He held the Polaroid towards us. He flung his other free arm to my shoulder casually. My heart picked up a pace at how close we’re. I was immersed on how good he smelt. Jimin on other arm didn’t notice that, instead he was trying to stop the Polaroid from shaking. I reached up at the other end of the Polaroid and held it properly so it could be positioned properly.

Jimin clicked the button, but second before that he turned his face toward me and kissed my cheek. Second later, the photo jumped out, leaving me shocked at Jimin sudden act. Jimin caught the picture and began fanning it to make the picture dried up. I walked past him and made my way towards the rest of the boys. Jimin followed behind me, chuckling quietly as I grab a seat next to Yoongi, trying my best to act unaffected by the sparks that occurring live inside my stomach.

As I joined the guys, I couldn’t help but think about how much my life had taken a turning point. I still couldn’t comprehend the fact that I was on a road trip with seven most interesting boys I ever gotten the chance to meet, one of which I was falling in love with. I guessed that having mixed up room arrangement with Jimin was not worst at all.

My gaze fell onto the picture that I just take with Jimin. I couldn’t help but smile at how adorable the photo was, butterflies erupted at my stomach, hell, not even butterflies, I think the whole zoo was there.