I looked at him and was mesmerized by his eyes. What a beautiful man he is, his silver hair is nicely combed back. His hair stark in contrast to his Chanel tuxido. I looked at him from head to toe and smiled.
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Park Jimin Fanfic
This is just a fan...
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"Time's up! Alright everyone, turn in your papers," I heard our profesor announce.
"Just about time," I muttered to myself pushing my body up the chair. I feel like I've been planted to for the last 3 hours.
I never knew my last exam would be this long.
I picked up the papers on the desk and walk towards the front to turn them in. Once I did, I went back to my chair and grabbed my bag and the books I've borrowed from the library to return. As I exit the room, I mentally reminded myself to call Taehyung later. I entered the library and rested the stacked books on the counter to return. The librarian types something on the computer as she checks the book number.
"Hea," I heard a familiar voice from behind me.
When I turn to look at him, a smile took oblver his face immediately and I have to mentally remind myself thay he tried to kill you twice.
"Kookie," I greeted.
He placed the stack of books he was holding on the counter and faced me.
"Hyung's hand is all better," he informed me.
"Really?" I feigned my enthusiasm.
"Yeah, do you still wanna have your tattoo?" he asked.
"I would love to but I'm a bit busy now and Taehyung's not with me,"
Truth is, I'm not. I really don't want my skin to be inked by my assasins. If it were someone else, I would've easily said yes.
"Oh you're busy then. I was hoping we could talk too," his face displays dismay at my decline.
"What do you wanna talk about?" I asked intrigued at his sudden request.
"It's something I've been very confused about these past few days. I need a perspective of a decent woman," his face scrunches uo probably at the thought of sluts throwing themselves at him.
"Okay, we can talk now," I nodded.
"Somewhere with less people I prefer. It's a bit personal," he implies.
"I know just the right place," I said and walked towards the flight of stairs we were about to take up to the rooftop of the school.
We were both panting once we arrived here and can spot a couple of students still studyinh for their exams. Jungkook looks around and settles on a bench just at the side of the rooftop. I took the space beside him and faced to where he's facing. Potted flowers are grown here and I'm amazed at how beautiful they are. I never came here to be honest.
"This might sound crazy to you but alteast hear me out?" he started.
