Jimin POV
It was 7.30 in the afternoon and I was heading to my hairdresser because I was bored the orange color
After a few minutes I was finally there
Fortunately there were no other clients
Hairdr:Jiminieeeee! Hiiiii
She said as she was coming from the back to hug me
Jm:Hellooo
Hairdr:So what do you want to do with your hair today?
She asked me and show me the sit where they wash your hair
Jm: Mmm... I wanna change the colour, but I don't know what colour I want
Hairdr:You want a light or a dark color?
Jm:Light
Hairdr : a soft color I imagine, right?
Jm:Yes!
Hairdr :So, what do you say about soft pink? I think it will suit you perfectly
Jm: Soft pink would be perfect!
Hairdr: Okay let's begin
After an hour she had finished with my hair and all I could say is that I love it!
I thanked her many times and left
As I was walking back to my house my phone rang
I took it out of my pocket
"Sleep", what does Yoongi wants in 8.45?
Like he usually sleeps at 7Jm: Hey
Yn:Hey
Pause
Yn:So can you maybe come over?
Jm:Em yeah, I think so
Yn:You think or you can?
Jm:I'm near your house now so yeah
Yn:Where were you?
Jm:You will understand once you see me bye Sugaaa
I said and hang up
So should I go?
I mean it's better if I will be a little bit distance for a while to get over him...
But if I don't go he will understand something soo
AISH! I'm already walking towards his house I'm so freaking confused
I'm doing like I don't want to get over him, what is wrong with me?
And now I'm out of his house
Nice I'm knocking on his door
Well done Jimin you will never get-
OH MY GOD!
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