we sat down on our seats and started eating some pop corn we had bought a few minutes before, which were still warm.
the room started to darken and the movie started to play. many kids started screaming.
"omg! frozen is starting!"
"my favourite movie!"
"olaf? where is olaf?"
"shut up! i wanna hear!"
i giggled at all of the kids' cuteness.
•••
"you really didn't have to buy me food, jungkook.." i pouted.
"what? you weren't hungry?" he peeked at me, since the slice of pizza that he was eating was covering his face. what a cutie..
"i-it's not that.. i just could've bought it myself too.." i half-whispered the last sentence.
"yn-ie.. you know how much i love to buy you things."
"y-yeah.. but i also want to treat you.."
he looked like a lost puppy.
"treat me?"
i nodded.
he started smiling slowly. "well... okay.." his face was also starting to turn into a pinkish red.
he's so adorable...
"i'll buy you food next time"
"next time..?" he smirked and nodded slowly.
•••
so there i was. waiting in what seemed to be a 5 km long line to buy some ice cream for him. now, why did he choose this specific shop? nobody knows. i just wanted to make him happy.
"what flavour would you like, miss?"
what flavour was it... ah! that's right cookies and cream!
"cookies and cream, please."
the man scooped the ice cream and put it in a cone.
"here you go!" he handed me the ice cream and smiled. i smiled back and grabbed the ice cream.
i payed and walked back to jungkook. i sat down next to him.
"your ice cream!" i smiled and handed it to him.
"thank you, yn.." he blushed and grabbed the ice cream.
we were silent. i looked around the park. there aren't many people here now.. the park was almost empty. it was getting quite late.. suddenly, jungkook stood up and stretched his arms out to the night sky exaggeratively.
"shall we go for a stroll?" he reached his hand out. i grabbed it and stood up. i smiled up to him.
"we shall."
he wrapped his arm around my waist and we started walking away.
"excuse me!"
both of us turned around. it was the guy from earlier, from the shop. he looked.. familiar. he ran up to us.
"are you.. yn..?" he mannaged to say in between pants.
"i-i am..?"
i couldn't recognize who it was, since he had his arms on his knees and his head hanging low.
"who are you?" jungkook's confident voice spoke, as he tightened his grip authoritively around my waist.
"ah.. you don't remember me?" he lifted his head up.
"jimin..?"
"that's me!" he stood up properly and smiled.
"ah."
"what is it, jungkook-ssi?" jimin raised his eyebrow cockily.
"nothing, jimin-ssi."
there seemed to be some sort of tension between them. it was begginning to be very awkward.
"well, yn. i'm glad to have seen you again," he winked at me.
"l-likewise.."
"would it be fine if i had your number?"
i was taken aback by that question.
"no, it isn't," jungkook spoke, once again.
"did i ask you, perhaps?" he turned to face jungkook.
"no, but-"
jimin cut him off by saying, "well shut up, then."
i could feel that jungkook was getting mad. and very that is. i had made the decision to walk away with him.
"well, it was nice seeing you, jimin! you see, jungkook and i have urgent things to do, so if you'll excuse us.."
he lifted his eyebrows. "urgent..?"
i nodded.
he chuckled flirtaciously. "i'll leave you to it, then." he winked at me and then walked away.
"that son of a-"
"jungkook!" i turned to face him. "what was that all about?"
"nothing." he scoffed and walked away the opposite way of jimin.
"h-hey! wait for me!"
i ran up to him.
"what's wrong?"
he didn't say anything.
"jungkook..?"
"i hate him so much.." he scoffed again.
"w-why is that..?"
he turned his head and locked his eyes with mine.
"it's a long story."
"well, we have time.
[a/n] :)
