The Day We Met

Chapter 9

Someone has pushed open the cinema hall door, allowing a lot of people to exit, including Jungkook and the happiest man alive, Park Jimin. He was still so excited about the movie that he couldn't stop bragging about it to Jungkook, but the taller ignored him, causing him to be circled with displeasure.

"Do you even listen—"

"Wait here, I'm going to the restroom." The man quickly walked away, not even bothering to notice Jimin's stare.

"He's so mean." Jimin sighed. But of course, what did he expect Jungkook to react? After all, he was the one who forced the man to watch the movie, and he even felt bad for letting Jungkook to spend his money on him.

Because of the thought, he decided to let it go and only keep his excitement to himself. While waiting for Jungkook among the crowds, a sudden thought entered his mind.

'Despite the fact that he didn't know who I was, he offered to help. He brought me home and let me use his belongings without asking me to pay for anything. He let me get used to his place and didn't even complain about anything. He offered his shoulder for me to cry on every time I need it. Even today, I dragged him to Henry's house, and he once again handled everything for me. I didn't thank him, but I made him watch a movie when he was tired and sleeping for the entire—'

"Yah, excuse me?" Jungkook flicked his fingers in front of Jimin's face, bringing the boy back to his senses. "What's the problem? I've been calling for you."

Jimin quickly cleared his throat and gave a forced smile to the taller. "Nothing. Let's head home. You should get some rest."

Jungkook remained motionless as he observed Jimin's face, which clearly screamed upset.

Should I ask? He wanted to, but he was afraid if it wouldn't be the right time. Who knows, Jimin might not be in the mood to talk about it? He then brushed aside his concern about the man, promising no one that he would talk to Jimin tonight.

He hummed at his own thought and looked at Jimin with his face that just woke up from sleep. "First, let's get something to eat. I don't want you to cook for us. You should also take some time to rest."

"B-But I'm fine—"

Jungkook had already walked away, refused to listen to the excuses and Jimin quickly followed him along from behind with his restless heart.

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"What do you want to eat?" Jungkook asked while going through the menu, trying to find something that will catch his attention.

Meanwhile, Jimin just sat at his place—holding the menu in his hand but his eyes were gazing at Jungkook.

Again, he spent his money on me.

His guiltiness spoke out loud in his mind. And finally, when the time he opened the menu, the first thing that caught his eyes was the price before the picture of the foods. Damn it.

Jungkook has chosen his choice and looked away from the menu to grab a small piece of paper and a pencil at the side of the table to write his order. And that was when he realized the disturbing look on Jimin's face. The boy was biting his lower lips while the forehead was crinkled—clearly shown that he was thinking of something.

"What's wrong?" he asked and startled the boy.

Jimin eyed Jungkook and Jungkook could tell what was the boy thinking. "Just pick anything. I don't mind."

"Can't we just eat at home? I can cook you something more delicious than these all."

"No. I want to eat this one. I've been craving to death since last month." lied him while writing down his order. But something had caught his eyes that makes his hand stop moving.