Lost ♡ Park Jimin

30

*Last time*

"W-why are you even holding my hand." I managed to get out.

"Oh, I just felt like it."

I looked at him, confused. I turned my head back to the screen.

He kept helding my hand, I forgot it after a while. Until he squeezed it ligtly, I turned my head.

"What?" I asked.

"Do you like the movie?" he asked.

I looked at him, confused.

"I guess I kinda like it? Why do you ask?"

"Oh, just curious." He smirked.

*Boy, if you don't stop, I'll slap that smirk off of your face*

I just shook my head while rolling my eyes.

I wondered why he asked that in the middle of the movie.

Jimin

*sooo, she likes this kind of stuff*

Lee

I turned my head back to the movie. It was almost done.

*istg, this boy is so confusing*

After a few minutes the movie was over.

We stood up and took all of our stuff, putting our trash in the trashcans as we walked out of the cinema room.

"Hey, why don't we go drink something? It's not that late?" Lisa asked suddenly.

"Sounds fun, but I'll have to inform my mom that I'll be a bit later than expected.

I took my phone and started typing.

I put my phone back away and joined the other in the car.

"Where are we going?" Jimin asked, while starting the car.

"Ooh, Lee, why don't we go to that small café we went to last time." Lisa said.

"Mmh, yeah, sounds good." I said while nodding.

Jungkook and Tae agreed and Jimin started driving towards the place. When we arrived Jimin parked the car and we all got out.

"Wah, this place looks cozy." Jungkook said.

"Indeed, I can't believe I've never been here." Taehyung responded.

We went inside and sat down at a small table in one of the corners, the waitress came to us and took our order.

Jimin

I was sitting opposite of Lee, she looked beautiful today. I actually never though I would get feeling for her but in the end... yeah, you could say I like her a lot. More than friends.

I remembered what Taehyung said a few days ago.

*Flashback*

"Tae, stop looking like that at me, your smirk annoyes me."

"Why?" He said.

"Why are you even smirking at me constantly?" I asked, a puzzled expression on my face.