BTS Jimin Imagine ❤️

Chapter 6

Trying to make paragraphs so it's easier to read, please tell me how you think about it in the comments
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Even though you can only see half of the Idol's face in front of you, his statement was enough to make your heart skip a beat.
You don't want to meet his eyes when he calms down from his laughattack so you fix your eyes into the half empty mug and grab it tight with both of your hands. Out of the corner of your eyes you can see him looking at you again, his smile fading by the second and teeth vanishing behind his lips again.

"Do you want to accompany me?" Jimin asks, now not using his native accent but still whispering.

Your head shoots up at this question, seeing how Jimin put his elbows on the table to be able to intertwine his fingers in each another and hold them in front of his eyes, only his eyes are now visible.

"To the restaurant." He puts his arms down again and moves around a bit to find a more comfortable position in this wooden chair.

"Erm.. But what if someone recognizes you and makes a rumour? That would be really bad.." you bite down on your lower lip, not daring to liften up your gaze. Hearing something from the opposite side of the table, a scarf appears in your sight.
Jimin's scarf to be exact.

"Wear this, no one will be able to see your face so it won't be bad."
His warm smile assures you he's right and after a short monent of hesitation, you take the fluffy scarf out of his hands and put it around your neck.

While your neck immediately is surrounded by Jimin's warmth that the scarf saved up, a certain smell reaches up to your nose, his cologne.
You have to resist closing your eyes and taking the smell in with all you can, you loosen the red-orange scarf a bit so the odor isn't as strong.

Jimin emptied his coffee and pulls his mask back up, reaching into his bag to take out the pair of black sunglasses again.
"Ready to go?" He asks and fixes his coat.

You don't even attempt to drink the leftovers of your coffee, it will be as cold and bitter as possible. As an answer, you only nod and pick up your shopping bag.
Following Jimin close behind, you walk down the stairs and out on the streets. The sun shines as bright as ever, so no one will find it strange that your partner is wearing sunglasses.

"This way." He said and pointed towards the left side, down the streets before walking off right after.

You have to jog a little to catch back up to him and while you're walking beside him, you try to look at him without him noticing. Even though he is smal for a man's notmal heigjt, he's still taller than you.

Jimin puts both of his hands in his jacket because he doesn't know what to do with them. Why did I invite her? She could get in trouble because of it. Because of me.
His eyes beneath the black shades of his glasses  wanfer to his left, where you are walking beside him. He catches your stares and immediately looks away before realizing that you can't see them because of the sunglasses.
He looks back at you and play with his thumb and index finger in his pocket.

Your other self tells you to stop looking at him like that, so you shake your head to get your eyes off. Concentrating on the path in front of you, to not seems creepy by staring at Park Jimin. "Turn left, we're here." You suddenly hear and jump a little out of the surprising voice you hear. The whole time none of you said anysthing, but as you look up again, a arm with pointed index finger is now in your sight. Turning your head left, you see a small restaurant out of which a big steamy could comes out. Jimin walks past you, but invites you with a short movement with his head.
Your feet automatically follow behind the Idol, as you get welcomed by the smell of greasy oil and a hot cloud of steam.
You
"Welcome ~" the woman behind the counter says and puts down the food items she was about to start cooking. "What can I get for you?"
Jimin names her the meal he wants, but orders 3 instead of just 1.