BTS Imagines

Jimin ~ Silver Spoon Pt. 2

author's note;
It's been 4 years!!! since I wrote part 1.

This part 2 is not planned. I just don't have ideas for new imagines now. It's like I've written it all? Lol joking.

Anyhoo, enjoy this jimin imagine. Be careful, it's spicy!!! 🥵🌶

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Staring into space while standing alone in the break room, stirring the cup of coffee I just made and watching the foam float around on the surface before gradually disappearing into the hot liquid. I grabbed my phone on the counter and rechecked the message again, just to see if I am not mistaken. Did he really send me this message?

Jimin
You can ask me out on a dinner date tonight to make up for that time. I'm available. 😉

How? Why? What? When? Where? I don't understand how is this real. This guy just asked himself out to a dinner with me. I'm not sure if I would laugh or panic because I don't even remember the last time I went on a real date. Maybe third year of college? All I did was focus on work. I had a few flings and adventurous nights but I never started a relationship from any of those events.

Okay, relax. You're overthinking again. Maybe he didn't mean it as a real date. Maybe just a friendly dinner? Yes, absolutely a friendly date. I began to breathe air into my lungs and closed my eyes to relax.

"I'm so silly." I told myself and laughed. He's way out of my league. I laughed again. "I'm very good at jumping to conclusions to the point that it's ridiculous."

"He can't possibly be looking forward to a relationship with me. Me of all people." I continued to talk to myself, shaking my head as I bring the cup of coffee close to my lips.

"Who's starting a relationship?"

I jumped when I heard his voice and burnt my lips from the hot coffee, spilling it all over the counter. "NAMJOON!!"

"Jesus, Y/N, why so jumpy?" Namjoon laughed, handing me box of tissues to clean myself with. He leaned closer to me until his face was literally one meter away from mine. Namjoon grinned and kept his voice low, "Do you have a secret? Tell me."

"There's no secret, Namjoon." I drove my elbow towards his side to get him away from me. He chuckled and watched me wipe the spilled coffee.

"Yeah, I'm sure there's no secret. If there is, I would've known it already." Namjoon smiled proudly, "You can't hide anything from me, my dearest Y/N. I know all your secrets even if you don't tell me. I know."

Namjoon has been my closest friend ever since I started working in this company. We are in the same office and his desk is conveniently placed right across from mine so we see each other from 8am to 5pm every weekday and an extra 2 hours if we have a tons of work that requires us to do overtime.

Namjoon started five months ahead of me so he's kind of my senior. He was the one who oriented me with the know hows of the job. He's very patient and considerate so it didn't take a long time before I was convinced that I can trust him and he proved me right. Namjoon looked out for me most of the time. He's extremely friendly and playful among girls but he showed no intentions of wanting a relationship. That's how we became close in no time.

"You have so much faith in yourself." I replied in a sarcastic tone which he knows very well. "We both know that you play dirty. Oh I know how you play.. You get me drunk until I spill everything. You're one hell of a cunning—"