Why Am I Not Enough? - p.j.m

just say you won't let go

Da Yeon's P.O.V

"There's sauce on your lip." Jimin chuckled, and he instinctively got a tissue.

Thinking that he was about to pass it to me so that I could wipe the stain off myself, I reached out to his hand.

However, he lightly shoved my hand aside and helped me wipe off the sauce instead.

I flinched a little, still cautious about men touching me. But it was Jimin, I knew he's one that I could trust.

Unconsciously, I smiled like a fool.

"Thank you," I giggled, "But I'm not a baby."

"Oh, baby, you are." Jimin softly said, before continuing to eat his pasta.

"Hey! Don't throw those weird flirtatious remarks at me." I frowned, and he let out a soft snicker.

"Everyday you see a new side of me." He said.

It's true. He gets louder and louder everyday.

"How I wish I could turn you back into how you were when I first met you. When you were just a little quiet ball of fluff." I joked and he scoffed.

I watched as he continued to eat his pasta, watching him slurp the noodles up into his mouth.

"Normally, girls would eat slowly in front of guys." Jimin remarked since I finished eating way earlier than him.

"I'm not trying to impress anyone, so I don't see a reason to eat slowly." I said, and he continued to eat again.

I rested my chin on the palm of my hand as I watched him slowly eat.

Isn't it weird how people find satisfaction in watching others eat? Because I find it satisfying.

But my eyes slowly trailed up to his eyes.

His eyes were beautiful, how have I never noticed?

That's when he looked back up at me and our eyes locked.

My heart stopped beating for a moment.

He was actually, captivating. So, so, so, captivating. His eyes took me in for a second.

Quickly, I looked away before I felt anything else.

"You were staring at me." Jimin said, and I glared at him.

"I wasn't." I denied and a smirk formed on his face and he wiped his mouth after finishing his food.

"It's okay. I know I'm hard to resist." Jimin self proclaimed and I face palmed so hard.

Quickly, I asked for the waiter to come over for the bill before Jimin continued to blabber about himself.

I swear, everytime I find something good about him, he ruins the good looking boy image I have of him by talking trash.

"I'll send you home." Jimin offered.

"It's fine. I can walk from here, my house is nearby." I said.

"I just wanna spend more time with you and keep you safe. Plus, it's late. I can't have you walking home alone." Jimin simply said, and I couldn't help but feel something.

He cared about me alot. I guess he was just a good friend.

(SKIP)

"5 , 6 , 7 , 8!" Kino chanted and we both went through a quick pair choreography.

He was teaching me the basics to see how I was like as a dancer.

After the 2 minute long choreography that I learnt in the past half an hour, Kino smiled super widely.