Attention ||BOOK 2|| Park Jimin

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Grace Xiu

We sat at the kitchen table.

All the way across from each other.

On each side.

My gaze and focus was on the surprisingly delicious ice cream and the smooth whipped cream that was now almost gone.

Jimin's gaze, though, was on me.

He's not even hiding it either. Some people are lowkey with their stares, but right now, I feel like Jimin is staring into my soul.

My hair stands as I feel my insides burning. We're quite far from each other, but I felt so weak and submissive to this...strong gaze.

He eats, but he still holds his stare on me. He gets whipped cream on his lips, but no, he doesn't get a napkin to wipe it off....no, he licks it off himself. AGAIN, his stare dark and on me.

I shivered as I tried so hard to focus on my food and not have the dangerous thought of combining this dessert with that whole meal right across from me.

I quickly took my last bite and stood up, giving an innocent smile towards him, hinting that he's not making me shake inside.

Even though, I'M SHAKING HARD!

"Finished!" I cheered with an awkward laugh. "You should hurry up if you want me to wash your dish, Jimin."

I walked towards the sink and and I drop my plate inside. I turn on the water and the water hits the spoon, making it splash all over me.

Damn, spoon.

"Shoot." I mumbled quietly as I tried to wring my white top.

I felt Jimin's presence nearing me and I turn to him. He hands me his bowl and I start to wash it, ignoring more of his sexy glances.

He wouldn't speak and the silence was making my adrenaline rise and rise. I couldn't contain this random excitement that built up inside and I know I can't let that build any longer.

Remember the comments, Grace.

You don't want that, Grace.

"So-So, how did you like the ice cream?" I asked, shaking my head, trying to get out of my thoughts.

"Delicious." He simply responds.

I nod. "Good. Um, sorry I couldn't make actual food. I eat out most of the time. I wasn't expecting guests either..."

"No, no, it's alright. I'm satisfied." He leaned towards my ear. "Very satisfied."

I put the dish away and turned to him with my arms crossed. "Jimin, you're trying to mess with me, aren't you?"

"Is it working?" He smirks.

Sh*t.

What do I say!?

It's working, but I don't want it to work , and I don't want to say no and make him feel bad!

I'm in a pickle...

"I'm gonna use the bathroom." He said and turned away.

"U-Uh, I was gonna say yes!" I yelled after him.

He turned back and smiled. "I know. I can read your face, Grace. I know you more than you think."

"What? You can't re-read me." I chuckle.

He walks back and moves the hair away from my face. He caresses my cheek and smiles warmly.

"I've looked at your face so many times and I'll never get tired of seeing you blush and try to hide it."