Diary of The Infinite

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I came back five minutes later with our food. Jin had told me that he approved of Jimin. Do I rly need his approval? Probably. -_-

I could see Jimin glaring at a shredded napkin, his chin on his arm. He was trying to stay awake. I felt a pang of guilt. He was only awake becuz he was visiting me after all. He'd be resting of it weren't for me. I knew Jimin wouldn't like the way I was thinking. Jin and Namjoon wouldn't like it either. I couldn't help it though. The feelings and thoughts burrowed into the dark recesses of my brain and demanded to be recalled.

Nevertheless, I fixed a small smile onto my face and slid Jimin's food in front of him.

"Eat up."

Jimin sat up quickly, dropping the napkin and tugging my shirt, pulling me down next to him on the wrinkled leather bench. He rested his head on my shoulder and sipped his milkshake slowly, randomly dipping fries into it. I rested my head on Beginning's, not eating quite so much as watching Jimin from the corner of my eye. That is, until something poked my cheek.

"You're not eating." Jimin whined. "It's good!"

I opened my mouth and Jimin out the French fry in my mouth, giggling softly at me. I laughed too.

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