Haven't seen my ex since we broke up Probably cause he didn't wanna grow up Now I'm out and wearing something low-cut 'Bout to get attention from a grown up
"are you kidding me, Jimin? No seriously, is this a joke?" Y/N looked at the couple in front of her. "Baby.... It's not what it looks like." "Really? Because it looks like my boyfriend and twin are in the same bed!" she snapped.
"... Okay maybe it is what it looks like.. But it means nothing." "Nothing?!" the two women asked each him.
"First, Nala I disown you as a sister. You knew that him and I were together yet you still.... And as a matter of fact, I'm telling mom AND Taehyung." "No don't -" "and Jimin...." she cuts her sentence short, not saying a word.
"Just stay out of my life... BOTH OF YOU. And get the hell out this house." her voice stone cold and glare even colder. "Baby--" "OUT!!" She yells, shocking the both of them.
Now....
Y/n takes a deep breath as she walked into the building. She was going to meet a new man after 3 years of being single and she was already nervous.
She waits near the door, checking her watch ever five seconds. "Excuse me, are you Miss Y/N?" "Yes, who's asking?" Her breath hitched as she makes eye contact with him.
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"You're Minho?" "In the flesh." he lends out his arm. "Shall we?" she nods, locking her arm with his and walking down the small stairs. The warmth of his body was comforting and the loss of it almost made her whine.
Minho pulls her chair out for her and pushed it as she sat. "A gentleman, are we?" "Only for you." she couldn't help but smile a bit. "Your nose wrinkles when you smile. It's adorable."
"Oh stop." she mumbled. "So, what do you do?" "I'm a business women. Self employed, yes. I sell makeup and I sing. Anything that can keep me from procrastinating."
Minho loves a working woman. "You're a singer too, right? Shinee?" "You listen to us?" "Of course. I love your recent comeback." "And supportive too. I like it."
They giggled as they ordered their food and eat the appetizers. "So, how old are you?" he questions. "I don't mean to be rude, but you're too beautiful to be-" "It's okay and thank you. I'm 21."
Minho was shocked but he nodded. Minho himself was 27. "What happened to guys in your age rank? I'm not saying it's wrong, but, I'm curious." she nods in understanding.
"Guys my age don't know how to treat me." she spoke with honesty. "Guys my age don't know how to touch me, don't know how to love me good. Guys my age don't know how to keep me."
Minho crossed his legs from under the table, grabbing her hand from across the table. "But, what if I know how to do all of that?"
They make eye contact and the tension was high. Before she could answer though, the dinner arrives. "Thank you." she mumbled to the waitress.
"Hmm?" Minho questions, still holding her hand. "Then maybe we can work this out." they both had grins on their faces before letting each other go and eating.
