CJ didn't say anything about what she had walked in on back at the house. She didn't want to make Jimin's mood worse than it already seemed to be so she just kept it to herself, playing with his fingers as they waited for it to be their turn.
Jimin is still upset, but he can't stay mad for long as CJ intertwines their fingers together, a light warmth building up in the pit of his stomach and making him relax. He has never felt this way with a girl before, it strange that she is able to calm him down with just a simple touch. He doesn't mind though. He doesn't mind that he has grown a soft spot for her. In fact, he sort of likes this strange feeling of protectiveness that surges through him whenever it comes to her.
"It was Taehyung."
CJ looks up in interest, meeting Jimin's gaze as he finally spills what has been bothering him for so long.
"He was saying that I probably couldn't pleasure you, and that he wouldn't mind at all if you went looking for him after a while" he says while clenching his teeth as the memory resurfaces, his grip on her hand growing tighter.
"He just wanted to rile you up" she says softly, not knowing how to cheer Jimin up.
She is about to open her mouth again when the sound of footsteps approach them, one of the stylist coming up to the couple and smiling at them.
"We are ready for you both" she says softly, motioning towards the two chairs that are now empty. CJ bites her lip as she reluctantly lets go of his hand, letting herself be led away as they sit a couple chairs down from each other.
She wants to say something to make him realize that she only wants him. What Taehyung says was out of line, and he shouldn't have tried to get his friend upset the way he did. He is obviously just jealous of Jimin and decided to say something about it.
She looks over at Jimin as he begins to get his hair done, letting her stylist get to work as well. She and Jimin had argued the whole trip there about what hair color they were going to get. Jimin wanted to get matching colors, but CJ had protested, asking him what would happen if she picked a color that he did not like. She settled in the end though, opting for a simple grey ombré that suited both herself and Jimin.
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Jimin took out his wallet and payed for both of their hair appointments, as promised, and then took her hand in his before leading them back over to his car. Justin had texted her earlier saying that there was something that he wanted to tell her, so she had reluctantly told Jimin that she had to go over to his house for a little.
He hadn't been that happy about leaving her side, but he had agreed, them now heading over in the direction of where Justin and Taylor live. The ride was silent until CJ decided to break it, holding Jimin's hand with the both of hers.
"Jimin....."
He hums as an answer, his eyes flickering over to her form before he goes back to focusing on the road. She clenches her eyes shut before opening them again, bracing herself for what she is about to say.
"Don't let Taehyung's words get to you" she says quietly, not used to trying to reassure people and cheer them up.
"He was jealous, and he was obviously taking it out on you by saying that. Don't worry about me looking for him either......you're all I need anyway."
She doesn't have to look at his face to know that he is probably smirking at her discomfort right now, a faint blush appearing on her cheeks as she cringes at what was just said.
He tightens his hold on her hand as he pulls up in front of Justin's house, him already feeling better.
"Thanks, Chloe" he says lowly as she looks up at him, her eyes wide as her real name comes out of his mouth. He has never said her real name before, either calling her baby or by her nickname, CJ. Hearing her name come from him is oddly comforting and intimate, it obvious that they both care for each other more than they are letting on.
She smiles before gently pecking his lips, the kiss slow and sweet. They both feel butterflies in their stomachs as their lips detach softly, their eyes gazing into each other as heat rushes to both of their cheeks.
"Text me when you want to come back" he says softly as she nods, him loving the smile that has appeared on her flushed face. She is still smiling as she gets out of the car and walks into the house, her quietly closing the door behind her and placing her head against the cool surface of the wood.
Her mood is instantly ruined when a scoff comes from behind her, her back stiffening as she turns towards Justin. His arms are crossed as he leans against the wall, a less-than-pleased look on his face as he glares at her.
