ceo; pjm (cringe af do not read)

| eleven |

"Sang Ki?" A soft, soothing voice pulled me out of my thoughts.

Ever since yesterday, I couldn't stop thinking about jimin.

Jimin. Jimin. Jimin.

The only thing that's been running through the my mind, more like sprinting, was jimin. His warmth, his voice, his face...

Just his everything.

His warm side he showed me yesterday. His breath-taking smile. His eyes. His hair. His hands. His worried voice. His nose. His lips. His thighs. Everything.

And now to why im so annoyed— scratch that— feeling guilty for that, is because right in front of me, he was seated. The Jeon Jungkook.

Our date was today. The day that he asked me out on, I was so excited. I was so hyper for everything. I was so happy.

But now, guess what, emptyness and guilt.

Park Jimin was messing with my health and life. First, he can't just pop up in my mind, being stubborn on leaving.

I mean, if he really wanted to enter my mind, he has to get out someday too, doesn't he?

"Yes?" I smiled at him. His cute concerned face slowly rised into a small smile.

"Your adorable."

For a second, I thought I heard him wrong. A loud cough was heard in the first class restaurant, and it took me quite some time to notice it was mine.

I chocked. His words were so powerful, they even touched my saliva. My saliva burst, as if I was chugging down three glasses of water, and chocked at the end.

That's gross, I cringed.

"Oh my goodness!" Jungkook walked over to me, his black suit slightly crincled from sitting for so long. He patted my back slowly, rubbing at the end.

"I..." I gasped for air, but as I tried to, the scene of Jungkook running a hand through his damp hair, his lips slightly parted, his eyes glistening, his tongue slowly running over his bottom lip, my saliva lost control again.

"Oh god, again?" A cute laugh escaped his lips, his head shaking slightly.

After I calmed down, Jungkook returned back to his seat, and smiled sweetly at me.

"So, enjoyed the food, m'lady?" He bowed down, forcing a giggle through my lips.

"Was that too, look at me im a gentleman-ely like?" He rubbed the back of his neck. A loud laugh left my lips, and I shook my head.

"No, it just looked like you tried so hard."

A small smile formed on his lips, and his piercing gaze didn't leave mine. His eyes were devouring me, as if I was some type of prey of his.

"Ehm..." I trailed off, recieving his attention.

"I should probably go..." I smiled, as I slowly got up. His eyes glistened, knocking the breath I took in out of my lungs.

"I will escort you." He grinned, showing his teeth.

H...How..... how old is he again? My heart... That was adorable.

It's true, jimin left my mind for those few minutes that I spent weirdly with Jungkook on our date, but the rest of the time,

Jimin, is he thinking about me? Is he sleeping now? Is he working? Is he mad at me? Will he kill me?
Does he hate me?

Im not sure, but I wish he didn't hate me.

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This is so short... fml.

But, y'all!!! Yooooo what's up u guys, im so sleepy and I gotta go to school and I feel like this chapter was trash, but I'll continue this so called 'date' of theirs in the next chapter ;)

I love you all so much, and thank you for existing and everything ♥

(Im too sleepy to even say smth right holy shit)