Calico Cat || p.jm

༻ 𖥸ｆｉｖｅ𖥸 ༺

The autumn wind blows by causing my hair to go all over the place. I try to push it out of my face, but the wind just wasn't cooperating with me. I stomp my foot on the ground and let out a huff. I should have put my hair up before we left.

"Curse this wind" I puff my cheeks out. I hear Jimin chuckling from next to me. I give him a glare through my hair, which only causes him to laugh more.

"You better hush that laughter or I ain't gonna get you some mochi" I reach to tame my hair as I hear him let out a gasp.

"You wouldn't!" He whines. I ignore him and grab all my hair into my hand. I pull the hair tie from my wrist and tie my hair into a pony tail.

"Much better" I nod my head and turn to Jimin. He was pouting while staring at the ground.

"I'm only kidding," I pat his head, "come on let's get going." He perks up and follows after me.

Upon arriving to the store, I grab a basket and place it on my arm. I was only gonna get a few groceries. I start walking towards the bakery and sweets section.

"Jimin, can you ask for some bread while I get the mochi?"

"Yup!" he salutes and walks away. I move over to the sweets and ponder on what type of mochi I should get.

"Y/N? Is that you?" a voice asks from behind me.

"I'm sorry, but do I know you?" I apologize, turning around to see someone around my age.

"It's me, Oliver, we went to high school together" he smiles.

"Oh... Oh! Hey! How you been?" I finally register him in my brain.

"Good. Hey, you wanna-"

"Y/N, I got the bread" Jimin comes over with said bread in his hands. He stops in his place when he notices that I'm not alone.

"Thanks Jiminie. Oh yeah, Jimin, this is Oliver. He went to our high school" I smile as I take the bread and place it into the basket.

"I remember him" Jimin states. It gets quiet for a few minutes.

"Ahem, anyways, I'll get going now. Can I get your number so we can hang out sometime" Oliver says and pulls out his phone.

"Sure!"

We exchange numbers and say goodbye. I turn around to face Jimin and see him looking at the ground.

"Jiminie you okay?" I tilt my head to the side. His head shoots back up and he gives me a small smile.

"Yup!"

"Okay...," I say with a little worry, "let's go to the breakfast section then."

Along the way I got lost in thought. What was up with Jimin today? He's acting a bit weird and not like himself. I want to ask about it, but I don't want to pressure him either.

"Y/N! Watch where you're going!" Jimin exclaims, pulling on my arm and stopping me. I blink my eyes and realize that I had almost walked into a ketchup stand.

"Huh? Oh god" I face palm myself.

"You alright?" Jimin asks.

"Yeah, let's just get the pop tarts and leave. And this time I'm hiding them so Tae won't find them." I smile as Jimin starts laughing at my plan.