hís wífє σnlч // p.jm

20

-the next day

"Somin why are you ignoring me?" Jimin asked walking to her.

"I'm not" she rolled her eyes.

"really" he smirked and trapped her between his arms.

"w-what are you doing?" she stuttered.

"nothing" he grinned.

Somin tried to push him away but this rock of a man was not moving, she sighed loudly-

"then move"

"why, are you uncomfortable?" oh how she wanted to slap that smirk away.

"go out with me" he announced with a blank face and Somin gulped.

'clean your ears, that's not what he said'

"what?" she knew that she was by now a red glowing bulb.

"you heard me, babe. Go out with me" he was still trapping her.

"is this a joke?"

"no"

"then...are you sick?" she moved her hand to his forehead, checking his temperature.

"I think I am" he replied with a corny smile.

"then go see a doctor" she advised in a 'duh-tone'.

"I will but only If you're the nurse" Somin wanted to laugh and roast him but judging by his features, he was dead serious.

"I think Sana will be more than happy to cure your sickness" at that Jimin rolled his eyes.

"I think you're the only one who can heal me"

"oh really" she asked amused, forgetting the position both were in.

"so what is your illness" she added, raising one eyebrow at him.

"you really want to know" his smirk grew wider.

"ofcourse only then I can use my syringes-"

"I'm a lovesick fool" he cut her off, catching her off guard.

Somin stared at him with big eyes, you could say she was more than just confused or shocked.

"close your mouth, love unless you want me to stick my-"

"eww gross!" she screamed and pushed him away.

'what on earth is wrong with him?'

Jimin was laughing so hard he tripped but this didn't stop his laughter, he was now rolling on the floor, clutching his stomach.

"why do you act like a 10 year old, I know you're not that innocent" he spoke, wiping some tears away.

"I don't act like innocent" she huffed in annoyance.

"yes you do, my little wife" he pinched her cheeks.

"oww what is wrong with you?!" she shouted.

"you're just so cute, I can't help myself"

Somin had enough of his drama so she walked to the kitchen counter and held her phone in her hand.

"what are you doing?" Jimin questioned.

"I'm calling a therapist" she said glaring at him.

"don't do that"

"what you're scared of-"

"not that, I'm talking about your glares, you look like a cute chubby kid"

-deadly silence

"you're so dead" she placed the phone down and walked to him.