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"yah! park jimin, why did you leave—"
"the doors open? namjoon hyung's underwear—"
"wait, wait, wait- what underwear?"
" . . . "
"don't tell me you *ehem* accidentally *ehem* mistook them as yours?"
you chuckled, a hearty one that made your fiancé, jimin, smile.
"i'll get you a cough syrup."
"as i was saying, why did you leave the sack of dog food open on the ground?!"
jimin scratched the back of his neck sheepishly, before clipping his phone in between his right ear and shoulders, whilst trying to open his car.
"erm . . . you told me you have an extra shift today and im busy for most of the day so—"
"you thought it would be a nice idea to leave 'enough' food for [your dog's name],"
"kinda, hehe."
"rusty excuse."
"mianhae, mianhae, hajima~"
"oh geez. ok, ok just stop and please don't do it again, don't overfeed our baby."
"but i like overfeeding you~"
"not me, pabo."
"OUR [your dog's name] baby."
"ok if [your dog's name] is our baby, then you can be the growing fetus in my heart—"
"the fukc you sayin'?"
jimin pouted. he put the key into ignition and connected his phone to an earpiece, that way he could comfortably talk to you.
"oh you comin' home already?"
"why, you don't want me to?"
"drive safely!"
you hung up and rushed to your room to prepare yourself. while jimin on the other hand pouted and drove at 30.
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Short Story"I STOLE JIN HYUNG'S PINK CAR." © JIMlNTS, 2017 ; park jimin au. fic, short story hr 568
