Polaroid // PJM

XI

"Hey!"

The figure pulled her around, facing him and oh was she ready to throw arms around like a madman. Eun threw an arm straight at the man's head, getting his face.

She faced him entirely ready to fight back as he kneeled holding his nose that was now bleeding, he looked up at her with teary eyes and as she was about to swing her bag into his face once more, his eyes widened he held his hand in front of him stopping her.

"Wait, wait! It's me."

Eun stopped, taking in his features, her hand still clutching to the bag in fear. Jimin knew he had to choose his words wisely as he eyed her body language.

What do I introduce myself as? The stuttering weirdo you met yesterday?

"I'm the polaroid guy? I took a photo with you earlier that day?"

She froze for a moment before realizing what she did,

"OHMYGODOHMYGOD! I'm so sorry!"

"No, I'm sorry for scaring you."

Eun took in a deep breath to calm herself down.

"But why were you following me?"

She spoke out warily, if there was something Nara taught her it was to be alert all the time, she just met the dude once and now he followed her through the alleys? Now that was definitely creepy.

Jimin held onto his nose dearly, he never knew such a small girl could have that strong of a fist.

"I saw you walking in and I kept calling you but seems like you were too scared to notice."

He chuckled,

"I'm Jimin by the way, and you were going to buy something?"

Oh God..

Declaring that she was on her period was definitely not what Eun wanted a cute guy to first hear, despite the fact that she wasn't.

It happened nonetheless and she had no choice but to go with the flow,  so there she was in the market shopping with the cute guy who had cotton buds in his nose to stop the bleeding, ignoring people's stares.

She wanted to stop by the feminine products aisle but he was really concentrating with her, eyes not leaving hers even when she looked away he kept staring so she went around that section in circles hoping he'd get it and leave her for a moment.

But guess who was as thick skulled as a bull.

"Um, I'm gonna buy my stuff from here."

She thought he'd understand and leave as she pointed at the aisle.

"Yea sure, let's go!"

Eun mentally facepalmed, however, she pulled out a poker face scanning the shelves, trying her best not to mind Jimin who seemed to find every single product amusing, and every package interesting to read.

He had his eyebrows furrowed at two certain packages, one that said wings and the other said no wings.

Why do they need wings? Does it fly?

Eun cleared her voice gaining his attention, he looked lost and she couldn't blame him she once was lost too.

Jimin saw her judging stare as he was caught red handed reading stuff he wasn't supposed to, not now at least.

He quickly looked away.

JUNGKOOK NEEDS NOODLES!

"I'll go buy some stuff for my friends."

And without another word he left her.

A while later, both had met again at the cashier with Jimin acting up like a gentleman he let her take the lead as he searched for his wallet to pay for everything,

Jimin's heart stopped,

No it can't be.

Did he lose his wallet? Or did he leave it back at the hotel?

His face flushed pale as he tried searching in every pocket.

"Do I pack all these together, sir?"

The cashier smiled at him, the noodle packs in one of his hands as he held the barcode reader in the other, ready to scan it. He had to think of something, anything to save him quickly.

"No, I don't want to buy anything, I just remembered I'm allergic."

Eun looked back at him.

"I'll have them."

She payed for everything while Jimin just followed her his face in the ground as he was so embarrased.

Eun handed him one of the bags.

"I'm aller-"

"It's for your friends, are they allergic too?"

She looked up at him with a smirk.

"It's ok, it happens, losing one's wallet I mean,"

His mouth was wide open, not knowing how obvious he was.

"That excuse was so lame."

She laughed as they walked to her hotel, talking the entire way back, enjoying each other's company.

"So do I get your number?"

Eun glanced at him with sparkly eyes.

"To pay you back of course."

He stated coolly as he brushed his hair backwards trying to grasp her attention to his soft 'pet-able' hair.

Eun didn't know how to flirt, it was an instinct, she did it by nature whatever little gesture or glance she'd give away was considered flirting by Nara, people often mistook her nice acts for that.

"You'll have to work harder for that."

She gave him a wink and ran towards the hotel, which he couldn't care less about.

"Bye, Jimin."

Did she just ask to meet me again?