I Hate You ∆yoonmin∆

Chapter 이십육

Jimin's POV

Skip to April

It is now April. Me and Yoongi hyung have been on more dates since the petting zoo. I was going to invite him over for a date and maybe watch something with him. It was getting warmer by the days and the outdoors were miserable. My mom and dad were going on a date for their anniversary. Oh! That reminded me. It's me and Yoongi's 100 day anniversary of dating. It would be a great day to do something special. Then I thought of the N Seoul Tower. That is a common place for dates and we can lock a lock on the railing there.

I bounced and squealed in my spot. I'm such a genius with coming up with that idea. I decided to call Yoongi and ask him to come over. I picked up my phone and dialed his number.

"Yoonie~" I sang joyfully.

"You seem happy. What is it?" He asked me.

"You know what day it is?" I ask him excitedly.

"Um, no. Procrastination day? Sleep day?" He responded, which kind of bummed me because the 100th day of dating is very special in Korea.

"No, silly. It's our 100th day of dating!" I tell him.

"I was just kidding. How could I not know? It's a checkpoint in life." We laughed.

"Can you come over?" I ask him.

"When?"

"Now please."

"Okay, I'll be right over."

"Okey, see you then." I made a muah sound into the phone and hung up.

After hanging up, I rushed to my room to touch up my face and give it a little more effort than usual. After applying lip tint and chapstick, I put some eye shadow on to make my eyes pop out. Once I was done, I stepped back and looked at myself.

"You are stunning, you queen. Smart and beautiful and handsome." I was hyping myself up like the gay I am.

I kind of dressed a little gay, but a bitch doesn't give a shit, a bitch doesn't give a fuck. I was wearing short-ish shorts and some oversized patterned random sweater. Then I went back to staring at myself in the mirror without any thoughts, when the door went ding dong. Or doorbell. Who knows. Anyways, I should probably get that. I went to the front door and found a Yoongi standing there with a bouquet of flowers.

"Hi babe!" He said to me with a smile and handed me the bouquet.

"Hello~ Aw thank you. You really didn't have to," I said back and took the flowers.

"So, are you gonna let me in or?" He asks awkwardly.

"Hm. I have a plan. Stay here," I ordered him and went to my room to get a bandana. After finding a red one, I come back and hand it to him.

"Yes? What is this for?" He stared at it, confused.

"Here let me put it on you. I have a surprise," I told him and helped him tie it to his face.

"Okay?"

I went inside one more time to grab my house keys and locked the door. I took his hand and led him back to his car. Once we got in, I turned on the car.

"Um, can you hand me my helmet from the back seat?" He asks me. I rolled my eyes and retrieved it. Do I have a driver's license? No. Do I even have a permit? Eh kind of. Is this illegal for me to be driving? Phst, no. Maybe.

"I'm not sure about this. You want me to drive?" He asked me.

"Shut up or you don't get helmet privileges." I snapped at him, causing no more conversation.