It seemed impossible to say that Jennie's flushed face could worsen, but it did. She worried that Jimin would think that he had that effect on her.
He has, but he doesn't need to know that.
Even when in reality, he knows. Jimin could see through her; the smiles, glances, even the smallest of their interactions: it was just too obvious.
Though Jimin couldn't say the same for him. He was done with Jennie. The innocent façade she has on display had already fooled him countless times: there was no way he would allow himself to fall for that trap again.
It was her turn now.
Jennie typed away on the cash register once Jimin handed her the money. She was in deep thought, probably already melting the machine at how hard her stare was.
"So?" Jimin asked, snapping the girl out of her trance. Jennie handed the bouquet to Jimin, him having to purposely brush their fingers against eachother which earned a soft gasp from the girl.
So naïve, he thought.
Jennie shook her head, strands falling onto her face which she immediately brushed away. "I–I'm not so sure about that idea."
Jimin chuckled.
It was too funny— how her eyes were giving out the eagerness she felt about the said plan, opposing what she just replied; how she didn't directly say she didn't want it. They both knew the girl meant otherwise.
"You should," Jimin smiled, emphasizing each word. "I'll meet you here at 6 pm. Annyeong." Jimin scurried off with the flowers he bought— with no actual purpose aside from being a valid reason to be close to Jennie— and the adrenaline rush he was feeling.
All was going on smoothly, despite having to force her on the date, he was grateful she didn't disagree.
Everything was falling into place.
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yo girl van back at it again with short ass sucking chapters i swear idek if i should continue this
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