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we talked more after finishing eating. i ordered another order of fries to share with jimin since he want whining about wanting some of mine and i didn't give him any.

"park jimin, you're gonna to be the death of me." i say with a soft smile, as i fed him a fry. "you know you enjoy this as much as i do." he said softly. what is that supposed to mean?

he stared at me, with a soft smile and i just simply blushed. he really is going to be the death of me. "stop it you dork."

i snort and look away with a small laugh. "what if i don't want to?" he says, gripping my hand a little tighter. "i don't know park jimin." i say playfully.

he doesn't answer and instead just smiles at me, his eyes turning into those crescent moons i've started liking once again.

i laugh a little to try and hide my embarrassment since that's all i really can do. we finish eating and we split the bill. his phone vibrates and i could hear a disappointed sigh come from his plump pouty lips.

"minah really pisses me off." he said. "we're still talking about her?" i say, putting my hand on my hip. "she keeps texting me." i raise my eyebrow.

"isn't that what you wanted? to get back together with her?" i ask. i'm getting confused. jimin doesn't say anything and instead just mutes his phone.

"how about you? you ever had anyone you could get back with?" he asks. "nah." i say, shoving my hands into my jacket pockets.

"i've never actually dated anyone." i said. "really?" jimin asks in disbelief. "i really thought you would've at least had one guy you were with." he said. i sat back down in front of jimin.

"i'mma be completely honest with you jimin, the only reason i never dated someone was because i'm afraid of the heartbreak that will potentially come with it later." i say softly.

i wanted to tell him more. how i'm scared just being with him. but i couldn't do that to him. not while we've got everyone fooled.

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