Fall For Me | Namjoon [√]

17: holding hands

"I may have a date today." I casually slipped the announcement in, sitting on a chair at Namjoon's office. "At afternoon."

Namjoon was typing something away in his laptop, he stopped for a second, and then again concentrated on it. Yoongi looked up from his reclining position.

"May? You either have a date or not, what's 'may'?"

I shifted, getting ready to elaborate since someone actually showed a bit curiosity. "It's kind of like I asked Hoseok out, also not. He asked me to go to movies with him but I couldn't the other day. So instead, I suggested something else to him. And we are gonna hang out in an amusement park today!"

"So?" Yoongi pursed his lips.

"So?? Amusement parks?" I tried to knock some sense into him but his expression didn't change. "In anime, things always happen in an amusement park. Dating or starting to get feelings. Maybe I'll get some feels too."

Yoongi's face quickly changed into a bitter expression. "Just say that you want to visit an amusement park."

"Soomi." Namjoon shut his laptop with a loud clank, making us turn to him.

"Good luck," he said with a serious face. "Now if you want to develop feelings for someone, you've got to know them better. If you find them interesting feelings can sometimes blossom for them. Ask him questions, tell him about yourself too."

I nodded, mentally noting it all down. Namjoon opened his mouth to talk again. "Also, don't be back too late at night. Be careful."

I narrowed my eyes at him, and then let out a small huff of breath. "Okay."

***

"Wow, we are matching today." Hoseok beamed at me, then twirled around to show me his shirt.

We were matching, coincidentally of course. We were both wearing white shirts and black jeans. But my shirt was full sleeved and he was wearing a snapback to top off his looks.

"Yeah." I looked down at myself then looked back at him. "The only difference is you look good, I don't."

"Oh, come on!" He laughed, casually linking his arms with mine. He was always too friendly. The skin-ship didn't bother me much.

"Yeah, okay, I'm handsome." I sighed and gave him his ticket. "So, what first? Rollercoasters?"

A thrill ran down my spine when I thought about the scary rides. I still remembered when I was a kid I'd planned and pulled a prank on the ghosts in the haunted house. A smug look came across my face when I recalled the memory, and also the face of a child version of Jimin, crying— an utter mess with his snots and tears.

Hoseok jogged a few steps ahead then looked back. "Other rides are more fun. How about the carousel, or the ferryboat?"

"Hmm." I cocked an eyebrow at him. "Hoseok, don't tell me you're afraid of the scary rides."

Hoseok laughed but I could see him panicking for a second. "Of course not!"

"You are scared, Hoseok is scared!" I laughed, and he joined me in it. He was pretty determined in his plan because before I'd known it, I was actually riding the carousel and then a boat on the lake.

It didn't take me much time to figure out he was terrified of those other rides. I didn't tease him anymore because he was enjoying it way too much. He was running around like a toddler, clicking photos nonstop, telling me to make funny poses for him, and soon, I was tired.

He out-energied me; I wouldn't care if that's not even a word.

"This is so fun. I don't think I've enjoyed this much in a long time," Hoseok said in his boisterously loud voice, ice cream in one hand and a balloon in his other.