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"Jiminie???" Yells out a man.

    Jimin glanced down at Taehyung, quirking up a brow,
"Yes?

The tallest squints his eyes in confusion,
      "I didn't say that. Wait, who calls you Jiminie? Only I do." Tae's voice is covered in nothing but jealousy.

     Jongin takes a sharp corner, and widens his eyes at the sight of Jimin lifted up into the air.
"Put him down, you asshole!"

     "Hey, hey! It's fine, he's my frie— Boyfr— Err.. Best friend!" Jimin grumbles, sighing as he was placed back down on the concrete floor.

     Taehyung was humiliatingly endearing when he felt love for someone in particular. He'd have no struggle to place Jimin in his head, he roamed there for hours, and he'd gaze at him unexpectedly. He wondered if Jimin still liked him.

      "Get back to work, Jiminie. You can't be around him anymore, let's go." Jongin scowls, gently wrapping his hand around Jimin's slender arm. The youngest's heart rattled in confusion, and awkwardness.
      "You're not allowed to order me around, rare you? I'm staying with Taehyung right now, and I'm taking a break from work." Jimin broadly insinuated, sending a smile to Taehyung's lips, his bread cheeks trying not to raise, causing him to bite the smile away and palm his lips together.

      "You're with him right now!? Jimin he murdered your family!!" Jongin screams like some four-year-old, shocking the two. Jong's sudden reaction rose some eyebrows around the sidewalks, causing Taehyung's anxiety take over place.

       "We just talked, and I forgive him. Leave him alone, Jongin." The latter explains, his soothing voice calming Taehyung, but infuriating Jongin.
       "He's manipulative! What if he's just tricking you into some trap again, huh?!" Jongin thunders, irritating the two best friends.

      Strangers seemed intrigued, peering over to the three in confusion, but continued walking as Taehyung glared at them.
       "Jongin. I'm not in the mood to argue, okay?! Now get your ass back inside the café and leave Taehyung alone!" Jimin snaps, grabbing Tae's hand.

       The youngest frantically jumped as Jimin's small and tender hand wrapped around Taehyung's slender hand. Jongin watched as Jimin and Taehyung's fingers intertwined hesitantly.
     "Fuck this, if I find you dead, you're six feet under, Kim Taehyung." Jongin's warm breath is quite close to Taehyung's chin where he stood with no emotion whatsoever.

      The two watched as the eldest stormed back inside the popular café, cussing lowly under his breath. Jimin turned to Tae, throwing a coquettish smile to him.
    "Sick of the clownery, gosh..." The shortest murmurs.
      "So, what now? I have at least thirty minutes of spare time!" The shortest throws his arms up in the air.

   Taehyung ran to his car, and quickly opened the passenger door,
    "Close your eyes once you get in the car, I promise you won't regret it."
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     Taehyung slowed the car speed down as the wheels gently came across a rocky road, tempting Jimin to rip the blindfold thag restricted his curious eyes.
     "Hey, I see your hands. Don't take the blindfold off yet, we're almost there." The tallest teases in a sing-song, anticipating and annoying the shortest that bounced in his seat with excitement.

     Tae stepped on the breaks as he parked his shiny, black car, stepping out of the car to escort Jimin out as well,
"Careful with your stepssss~"
     "Yah! Can I take off the blindfold off yet, you punk?!" Jimjn whined.

      "Aigo~ What's with the hostility?" Taehyung's los voice is stern, causing Jimin to stumble over his own two feet, and falter with his words.

     After a couple of minutes, the two made it to their destination. Jimin felt the cold winds, the sun trying to warm up his cheeks painted with red. A strange feeling crunches under Jimin's feet, it felt like grass.
"Take off the blindfold."

    As the cloth was removed from Jimin's eyes, he inhaled a small gasp as his eyes slowly roamed the landscape, long grass and wilted flowers that lost their colors surrounded a pretty lake with clear water, and reflected the blue cloudy sky above them.

      "Do you like it..?" Taehyung anxiously murmurs.
       The shortest gazed at the atmosphere that was pretty, but he wondered how beautiful it would be in spring. Jimin swallows thickly, discovering his voice sometime later,
      "I love it, Tae. Imagine how it'd look like in spring? This is amazing, I love the— Hey!! Where are you going!?" The shortest cackles out as Taehyung's clack of shoes stormed away quickly against the concrete ground. (The fool was going to the trunk of his car.)
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