You wanted to do something different, so you applied for a university exchange program that's located in Seoul, South Korea. Each student is granted a small apartment and a guide for the duration of your stay.
Your guide's name is Park Jimin
(Heyyy, Long time no see. Listen, Persona??? Is that fucking albummmmmm! I've had that on repeat since it dropped. And the SNL performance? They snapped. I sat through the trash ass, unseasoned, boring skits just to see them, it was worth it though.)
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It has been about a month and some change since the semester started, and I've gotten used to where all my classes were. My Korean is SIGNIFICANTLY better, and I can hold small conversations. I'm not fluent whatsoever though. I've gotten much closer with the boys as well...specifically Jimin. Speaking of, I glance down and look at Jimin who is sprawled out across my lap on the couch scrolling through his phone. I begin to get deep into thought,
He and I have been having a lot of alone time together, at this point we're close friends. He takes me to places all over Seoul so I can get used to everything here and we're always going out to eat. Honestly, I'm not gonna lie, I've tried telling myself that I don't think of him as any more than a close friend. But, with the way he acts with me, it's just not happening. He has a boyfriend-ish way of acting with me and I honestly can't help but feel some type of way about it...
He always holds my hand as we walk through the streets of Seoul
Bitch, he just doesn't want your stupid ass to get lost
Whenever he hugs me, I swear ON GOD, he lingers for a little too long
Sis...you're imagining things. You're supposed to hug your friends
When we watch movies on either his or my couch, he's ALWAYSSS the first one to cuddle...
I-... You got me there.
My inner dialogue with myself is interrupted with Jimin poking my cheek
"Why are you staring, do I look especially good today?" Jimin winks before running his hand through his hair, I roll my eyes at his antics
"Jimin, you know DAMN well you always look good," I comb my fingers through his hair after he messed it up from running his own hand through it
"Ohhhh, you're making me blush...I can't believe a pretty girl like you complimented me," I suck my teeth and punch him in the shoulder, earning a small "ow" in response. As we got closer with each other we began to flirt with one another as a joke. I mean come on, we're both mildly good looking if I do say so myself...of course, we're gonna joke with each other about it. I switch over to Korean in hopes of having a small exchange, so I can practice my sentence structure
"You wanna watch a movie? Looking at our phones is getting...tired" Jimin nods and smiles, not forgetting to correct my mistake
"Sure. Romance movie? Also, I think you meant 'boring' not tired' "
