Chapter 3: first kiss

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After walking for quite a while, Jimin leads me in a breathtaking, Samurai themed BBQ restaurant, which is pretty big compares to other restaurants in my opinion.

Jimin greets the owner as he walks in. We only eat here since he is his acquaintance or something? He turns to look at me, squeezing my hand lightly-"Don't be wary, believe in my taste."

I simply nod. A high standard person like him wouldn't fall for some low-quality restaurant or some low-quality person like me. Life sucks.

I can feel people' eyes on us, up to the point that it's creepy how some are straight-up staring mindlessly. Jimin is really that hot.

He, for the nth time, lets go of my hand to go up to the good looking owner. Too bad he's too old for Jimin, he looks whipped. Who wouldn't be? They laugh about something then lean in to whisper something into each other's ear? Jimin, for fuck's sake, shows the most wholesome, most genuine, most wholehearted laugh ever- a full combo of crescent eyes, wide grin, body goes into an arch as if he is gonna fall over any moments.

Nice move, old man. But Jimin once said in his interview that he prefers a boyfriend 2-3 years older so poor you.

The restaurant, similar to the previous one that Jimin brought me to, gives off a different vibe from others as if it's screaming "I'm THE shit", just like him. A human-sized Samurai statue is placed in the middle of the hall, absolutely picture-worthy. The whole place can easily go into a travel handbook as a recommended restaurant just based solely on the look.

I go upstairs to find a table. This place is packed packed, 4 floors full of people. Lucky, I don't like a flirty owner at all. Just as I was walking downstairs to tell Jimin, he goes up to me-"Go to the rooftop, I booked the table there."-He then leads me up. His back view, especially from the under is a blessing.

This feels like a date. Way more than a friendly outing. Or this is normal friendly stuff where one treats the other with an exclusive rooftop lavish meal but I just don't know since I don't have friends?

"No one tells me they provide a table on the rooftop. How did you know?"

"The owner is my relative. This building is mine, I let him borrow it for him to complete his dream of running a restaurant. He did a pretty good job now that you see the number of customers down there."-He says casually while walking up the stairs.

Just thinking of the building's massive size and the location send a shiver down my spine. He is not simply rich, he is filthily, awfully loaded.

After reaching the fifth floor, Jimin leads me to an elevator where we continue to go up. Only two of us inside this small elevator feels nice.

"Why don't they have elevator down there?"

"It ruins the Samurais vibe."

The tenth floor, we finally arrived. As he said, there is a table out here, ready to be used. And there is also a roof on top in case it rains or snow, perfect for today.

"Borrow? Like for free?"

"I intended to, but he insisted on giving me 30% of the profit every month and, free meals."- He walks up to the table and pulls a chair out but he doesn't sit right away-"come here."-He signals for me to sit down.

"Is 30% near $50k? This place is thriving."-I casually sit on the chair he pulls out for me (he pushes it back in as well). A gentleman.

"You underestimated it."- He pulls my hoodie's hat down then goes to his seat, next to me-"That's better, I can see your face clearly this way."-He then smiles satisfactorily, hand reaching to grab mine.

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