Chapter 8 - Everything?

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- 2:54pm - Jin's Restaurant. 1 Hour & 6 Minutes to meeting Jungkook. -

"You're going to wear that?"

A familiar voice echoed from the freshly opened door, startling me while I was applying mascara - thank god I didn't jolt too much

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A familiar voice echoed from the freshly opened door, startling me while I was applying mascara - thank god I didn't jolt too much. I was bent over the vanity in Mari's room - dressed in basic joggers and a t-shirt. The statement was true, but this was comfortable, what was wrong with it?

I turned about to snarl back at the comment when I saw Jimin in the doorway, dressed shockingly good. A white tee, encased in a yellow and black flannel button up that hugged his shoulders so well. He twinned his top half with black jeans and boots. He jolted his head towards me, desperate for an answer, but I was lost in how different he looked.

"For someone who works in the fashion industry - that look is definitely not Instagram worthy. I am praying for your poor followers.." He clicked his tongue and subtly criticised, brushing his hands through his blonde locks. I stood there slightly annoyed but ridden with guilt, eyeing my clothes in the mirror.

Did he stir savage into his morning coffee?

"Look. All I am saying is you are not going to meet him looking like that - understood?" He imputed in a nagging tone. Pointing at me also.

"What? Him? H-how.." I mumbled in astonishment of what he just mentioned, my eyebrows knotted. how did he know who I was meeting later? He just sighed nosily - which made me fidget in unease.

"You're meeting Kook, you might be able to fool Jin but not me - I park my car by the market all the time. I saw the both of you. He didn't do anything to you - did he?" Jimin confessed, and at that moment a concerned glint misted his eyes, his lower lip trembled a little, eager for my response.

"No, you couldn't have. That's not true. I was with Ji-" I began to ramble in a bid to cover myself. Cowering and gripping onto the vanity behind me, I didn't even know why I was trying that route. Jimin cut me off when he rolled his eyes and put his hand on his right hip.

"Don't lie. I saw what I saw Y/N. Are you even sure your ready?" He cooed smoothly, walking over towards me and taking my hands in his, I tried my best to avoid his gaze which was full of honesty and purity. I welcomed his soothing warm touch.

"I- I don't know but. I just know I need to talk to him one way or another so. I guess today is the day..." I mumbled, looking over to the wardrobe. One of Jimin's hands slipped out of mine and fingers instantly met my chin, he turned my face to meet his gaze.

"I am driving you there, and I'll wait for you too. Just in case anything goes pear shaped, okay?" Jimin quietly affirmed. I was staring right at him. His features so gorgeous enough that I felt myself blush at the cheeks. He smirked when he noticed. "Okay blushing Juliet, let's get you into something that reflects how pretty you really are." He commented, making me feel even more sheepish.

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