june 12, tuesday [12:42pm]
jimin: hellloooo
jimin: how ya doing
jimin: good answer
[1:19pm]
me: oops sorry i was in class
jimin: it's okie
jimin: do you only major in dance?
me: and minoring in arts entertainment
jimin: that's so cool
jimin: you're lucky to have parents who support their kid in arts
jimin: korean parents am i right
me: haha the typical doctor, lawyer, engineer parents
me: my parents didn't support but they eventually did
jimin: what made them change their mind?
me: they said if i passed the audition to our high school they'd support
me: and i passed
jimin: you deserve an applause
me: annyyywaaay
me: were you just bored you texted me?
jimin: we have most things done today
jimin: we're just doing touch ups to our dance and vocals and we're free for the rest of the day
jimin: what are you doing now?
me: i was going to go home
me: but my brother called
jimin: did something happen
me: he just asked to come over so now i'm at his house and he's buying us food
me: he's probably just bored
jimin: does he attend university as well
me: yeah he's a communications major
jimin: power siblings
me: why thank you
jimin: oh shoot i have a song stuck in my head
jimin: tiramisu cake tiramisu cake tiramisu cake
me: your mental stability can't handle it
jimin: ouch
jimin: i thought ladies were softer
me: ouch
me: i got to go my brother is getting mad about constantly being on my phone
jimin: talk to you soooon
•miyeon's point of view•
"who do you keep texting? i keep telling you to get off your phone like you're some teenager," my twin, yoonwoo nagged as he set the box of chicken he had ordered down on the coffee table and took a seat on the ground. he gets that from our mom; always scolding me about all the little things i do.
i put my phone aside and leaned forward to the edge of the couch and reached for a chicken leg, ignoring his nitpicking. "why'd you call me here anyway?"
"i have an assignment for some awareness research and i need to interview some people on their opinions. but we'll get to that after we eat," he explained as he took a bite of chicken. "who have you been texting so much these days? you don't even have that many friends,"
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message from jimin || pjm
Fanfiction;a dance majoring university student and a world wide famous idol who were old high school classmates meet again with a slip of a phone number. the small reunion leads to endless conversations through messages. ongoing • • • ❨i'm just starting this...
