Jimin's POV
Jungkook, hmmm that's cute.
Oh he's blushing... should I hug him? No no that's too soon I'll say hi.
We didn't even have a decent conversation he left too fast, well I'll see him more I know I will.
It's Tuesday and I'm bored. I'll text J-Hope
Jm-Jimin
JH-Jhope
Jm-Hey you busy?
JH- Actually yeah, but I don't think you want to know....
Jm-Oh god, Are you really doing that right now?
JH- Yeah...
Jm-With who? Don't you say Suga
JH- Okay I won't say it, ;)
Jm-Ew bye J-Hoe!
JH- Ouch lol bye
I walk out of my house to the nearest coffee shop, happens to be Starbucks... surprise.
I walk in with a craving for hot tea.. yum!
"Hi can I get a- wait have I seen you before? Yeah yeah Jungkook right?"
"Yes I'm Jungkook you're Jimin."he replied
"Good memory" I said "Anyways can I get your best hot tea?"
"Sure what size?" He seemed confident
"Um a grande" I handed him my money "Thank you" I said as I sat down he just smiled.
God... I could get used to that smile.
His hair is different but it fits him, a vibrant red with brown roots just barley showing.
As I leave I feel something come over me, some sort of courage. I quickly take a gum wrapper from my pocket and write down my number with my black pen I always seem to carry.I walk over to Jungkook and slip my number in his hand while leaning into his ear whispering "Call me" I then leave to my apartment smiling wider then I ever had. I like Jungkook. He will be mine.....
