Promise? (Jimin x reader)

Chapter 23

I wake up the next morning at 9:00 am sharp. Ugh, it's too early for this. I slide out of bed looking like Oscar the Grouch to see a fully ready Jee walk out of the bathroom.

"You're up," she says, "and you look tired."

I scoff and walk into the bathroom to shower. "'Cause I just woke up, you crusty sludge loaf."

"Gosh, rude."

I take a quick shower, blow dry my hair, get dressed, and do my makeup. Halfway of putting mascara on, I get a text message.

Jimin: Goodmorning Y/N ☺️
We don't have to be at the stadium
until 2:00, so do you want to
get lunch with me downtown?

Me: Of course, sounds good! :)

Jimin: Okay, I'll come to your
door at 11:30?

Me: Okay, see you then ☺️

That's only in 30 minutes, so I have enough time to read my favorite fan-fictions and chill for a while. I lay back down in bed and pull out my phone. Though there's something that keeps me from focusing on my reading. It's the thought of Jimin. We were so close to each other last night. I still remember the way his whisper made me shiver. My feelings are way too out of control at this point.

At 11:27, I hear a knock at the door. It's him. "Jee, i'm going out!" I yell to her.

"Have fun.. wherever you're going!"

I open the door and see him leaning against the door frame. Ah, and the butterflies have been unleashed.

"Hey," he smiles with his eye-smile, "where do you want to go?" he asks as we walk to the elevators.

"Well, I do like Brazil's feijoada, so I guess anywhere that's makes that."

As we get in the elevator, Jimin starts typing on his phone. "There's a restaurant that makes feijoada called Três Carnes."

"Oooh! I can translate! It means 'Three Meats' in Portuguese!" I high five myself out of proudness and Jimin laughs at me adding an eye roll.

We arrive to the large wooden restaurant. It seems a lot bigger on the inside than it does on the outside. Instantly, we start to get looks and whispered about. I should've known since Jimin is, in fact, in the biggest band in the world right now.

"Can you ask for a separate room for security reasons?" Jimin asks me.

"Yeah of course."

"Olá, existem apenas dois?" (Hello, are there only two?) the waiter asks in Portuguese.

I clear my throat in nervousness as I try to speak. "Lo siento, solo puedo hablar inglés y un poco de español.." (I'm sorry, I can only speak English and a little Spanish) I reply in Spanish hoping he would understand.

The waiter smiles. "Ah, tambien hablo español!" (Ah, I speak Spanish too!)

I sigh out of relief, but i'm also self conscious about my spanish speaking skills. "¿Es posible que comamos en una habitación separada por razones de seguridad?" (Is it possible for us to eat in a separate room for security reasons?)

He nods and waves his hand showing us to follow him. He leads us back through a set of double doors and into a smaller version of the restaurant.

"Gracias!" I say sitting down. Jimin looks at me confused but has a smile painted on his face.

"How are you so good speaking Spanish?" he asks. I shrug and answer, "Four years of Spanish class. I guess I found a use for it after all." We laugh until the waiter comes back to take our order.

*long story short, we ate food and talked*

We finished our food in thirty minutes. I lean back in my chair and check the time. 12:48 pm. "I'm so full that I might give birth to ten food babies!" Jimin giggles which is so CUTE and makes me internally awe.

After paying, we walk out and I notice that I start to feel wet drops on me. "It's raining? But it was just perfect outside!" I say pouting.

"Rain be pouring," Jimin says. (IF YOU GUESS WHAT SONG THATS FROM, I WILL LOVE YOU FOREVER) He looks at me pouting at the rain and smirks. He puts his finger under my chin lifting it up and making me look at him.

"Don't be sad, it's just rain." WhY dOeS tHaT mAkE mE nOt SaD aNyMoRe?! I smile and nod in response. I usually hate the rain due to it always being an excuse to cancel plans, but when i'm with Jimin, there's nothing to worry about. Except for, of course, the fact that his stare plus his smile is extremely dangerous.

I gulp and unknowingly fidget with my fingers while still locking eyes with him. Usually in movies, this is the part where the main characters kiss. You know, in the rain staring into each other's eyes. Oh no.

"You look nervous? Why so nervous?" he asks with a small chuckle.

"Pshh, w-why would I be?" I obviously was stuttering. My face is heating up even with the cool rain falling on me.

He smirks and leans into my left ear and whispers, "Don't worry, I won't bite." His face is so close to mine, I can feel his breath on me. That's when I notice that he has his right hand intertwined with my left hand. How is he so smooth with this stuff? He starts walking which, of course, pulls me with him since our hands are connected. I can tell that red light is radiating from my face as if I'm an LED light.

"Where are we going?" I ask as he still pulls me. He turns around and starts to walk backwards. "You'll see aein."

It's cute he has nicknames for me. But I wonder...what do they mean? Like, how do I know he's not calling me a bitch in Korean? Hey, you never know unless you can speak it.

We walk down a sidewalk for five minutes until we get to an alleyway. After walking down the alley and behind some buildings, we find a huge field of colorful wild flowers.

He turns to face me and while showing me his eye smile, he whispers, "This is what I want to show you."

The rain stops and the sun shines down on our drenched bodies. It's like even the weather feels this connection that I feel with him.

"Jimin it's— it's beautiful.." I respond still staring into his eyes.

He laughs breathily and says, "You too."

Now, we're both smiling like idiots in the middle of a random ass field staring into each other's eyes. His head is on mine and our lips are just centimeters away. Is it gonna happen? Are we going to have our first kiss? Even if it's too early, this is the perfect setting.

He closes his eyes about to press his lips onto mine, until his phones rings. We freeze in disappointment and awkwardness. Jimin scratches his neck and grabs his phone.

"I'm sorry, I should take this."

I shake my head and walk back a few steps. "No it's okay, answer it." I smile making it sure that it's fine.

He holds the phone up to his ear. He's speaking Korean, of course, so I can't understand. After a minute, he hangs up and looks at me.

"We have to go to warm up." He looks disappointed, but he smiles and takes my hand as we walk out of the field and back to the van together.
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sorry it had to end that way... hehe. WAIT FOR THE PARIS CHAPTERS CAUSE THOSE WILL BE THE GOOD CHAPTERS, I PROMISEEEE! heh, promise. just like the title of the book 😂 okie okie sorry haha. it's 1:07 am, so i should probably sleep now 😅 goodnight :)