Regret Me Not | 김석진

Twelve

"I don't know...does this shirt go better with my skin tone?" Jimin asked, holding a black and white striped turtleneck near his chest.

Victoria tilted her head, looking at it through the computer screen. "It looks better than the orange one."

"That's what I said!" Hoseok called from where he was passing Jimin's open door in the background.

Jimin giggled and quickly shut the door. "He's so nosy. But yeah, the striped one should work."

"What do you guys have planned today?" she asked, resting her face in the palm of her hand.

He shrugged and stepped out of the camera's view to change. "Namjoon hyung invited everyone to karaoke...wait, you weren't invited?"

"No." She furrowed her eyebrows, a bit offended. "Wow. I thought we were friends, Namjoon..."

"I'm sure he just forgot," Jimin pitched, coming back to sit in front of the camera with a smile. "You can come here and go with us, if you want."

She returned the grin. "Thanks, Chim, but I don't want to impose."

"Noona, you wouldn't be imposing. Really! I—" He was cut off by Victoria's phone ringing obnoxiously next to her laptop.

Her eyebrows drew in as she picked it up. "It's Jin."

"Jin?" Jimin seemed as surprised as she was. "Answer it. Maybe he's inviting you."

With a nervous pang kicking er in the stomach, she swiped right and brought the phone to her ear. "Hello?"

"Hey!" Jin beamed from the other line. "What are you doing right now?" He sounded rushed, like he already knew the answer.

"Nothing, just talking to Jimin."

She heard a huff leave him. "Well...come to the pool."

"Right now?"

"Yeah."

She smiled, a bit confused. "Why?"

"Does it matter? Come on! It'll be an adventure!"

"What are you talking about?" She laughed.

"Just come right now!" He hung up without waiting for her to respond.

Victoria set her phone down, smile still plastered on her face. "Jin wants me to meet him at the pool. Alone, I think."

"Alone?" Jimin broke into a fit of giggles. "Noona, he's planned a date!"

Her eyes widened. "He has?"

"Well, I don't know, but it sounds like it, right?" She stared at her lap, mulling it over. Jimin snapped his fingers. "Maybe that's why Namjoon hyung didn't tell you! He knew Jin hyung already planned something!"

A sinking feeling invaded her stomach. She was becoming increasingly uncomfortable with every word that came out of his mouth. "Oh my God, Jimin, I didn't even think of that..."

Noticing the alarmed look on her face, Jimin tilted his head. "What's wrong?"

"I don't know..." She toyed with her earlobe. "I have this...feeling in my stomach. It's like...telling me not to go but also like pushing me out the door..."

"You're nervous!" he shouted happily.

She scoffed. "I am not."

"Yes you are!"

"Okay, maybe a little..."

He stood, bending down so she could still see his face. "Well? What are you waiting for? Run to him!"