Rosé P.O.V.

I don't know what happened to Jimin but he has practically become my driver.

I don't want to trouble him but being the stubborn person he is, he won't listen to me and that one time when I tried to run away from him, don't even get me started on that, he literally threw me over his shoulder and threw me in the back seat of the car then locked the doors so I won't even have any chance to escape.

Not just that, he even threatened me that if I tried to run again, there will be a worse punishment and I couldn't help but gulp at that.

Today was my day off and Jimin insisted that he wanted to hang out with me, I didn't want to but when he pulled those puppy eyes and a pout on his lips, I gave in.

I don't know why but I was looking forward to our hang out.

About Jimin, he has changed a lot, like one time he is all cute and fluffy which just makes me want to squish his cheeks, but other times, let's just say he's not so cute at all.

He'll have that 'bad boy' aura with his sleeves rolled up to his elbow making his muscles prominent.

Especially the veins.

The first few buttons of his shirt would be open, his collarbone on display and his hair would be messed up.

God! I sound like a freaking fangirl.

I sighed, it's not only that, his occasional hugs or forehead kisses almost gives me a heart attack, my heart will beat like it's going to burst out of my rib cage. I'm a blushing mess after this and just when I'm about to scold him to not do that again, he'll change in seconds and would melt me with his smile.

He really knows his way to convince people.

The bell rang and I knew who it would be. I walked towards the door and ran a hand through my hair then straightened my clothes.

I opened the door and there he was standing in all his glory.

Wow.

"Did you dye your hair?" He smiled shyly while scratching his neck, "Yeah, how does it look?" He looked nervous to see my reaction.

Like a whole course meal.

Like is it even possible to be this good looking? Or he's not a human at all.

"Uh...Rosé? I'm talking to you." I broke out of my trance and stuttered, "Good....you look good, yeah good."

Devilishly good.

I was getting embarrassed at my own thought.

I stepped aside and he walked in and casually threw himself on the couch like he owns the place. I rolled my eyes and sat on the opposite couch from him. "So....where did you want to hang out?" I asked.

He looked at me with a smirk adorning on his face and said, "Here!" I frowned and asked, "You mean my house?" He nodded and I just sighed, there isn't anything fun in this house then why would he want to hang out here. He put his glasses aside and crossed his legs.

Suddenly his stomach growled, he placed his hand on his stomach and turned red. I really wanted to laugh at how cute he looked, he looked everywhere but me.

"I'll make you something to eat." He looked at me and shook his head, "No! it's okay, I don't want to trouble you." He said, I just glared at him and he closed his mouth.

Good.

"What do you want to eat?" He shrugged, "Anything you're good at," He replied. I nodded and cracked my fingers, ready to impress him with my cooking skills.

Who am I kidding, this boy must have professional chefs in his house—rich kids.

I just shook my head and gathered ingredients for bulgogi and started making it.

While I was stirring, I felt something warm at my back. He placed his arms on either side of my body, trapping me in his arms. My breath hitched when he placed his chin on my shoulder, my back completely pressed against his chest, giving me warmth and his scent was filling my nostrils making me go crazy. My heart was beating very fast and I was afraid he would hear it.

He's doing it again!

But what surprised me was that I could also feel his heart beating fast.

Is he also nervous just like I am?

"What are you making? It smells good." I gripped the spatula tighter and stuttered out, "B-Bulgogi," he hummed in reply, "I like bulgogi, let's see how yours gonna taste." I just nodded because my mind was blank at the moment.

He removed himself away from me and for some odd reasons I already miss his warmth.

Now a days it's really cold outside, yeah really cold.

I released a long breath which I didn't know I was holding.

"Please hurry up, I'm starving. It's smell is not helping me at all." After a while he started whining while sitting at the counter, moving his legs back and forth.

"Almost done! you can set the table in the meanwhile." He nodded and hurriedly hopped off the counter and started to set the table.

I served the dish, he didn't wait any longer and dug in. Burning his tongue in the process, I hand him glass of water, he chugged it down then started eating again and I shook my head at him.

I was nervous about his reaction, he took the first bite and after a few seconds, he made a crying face.

I panicked.

Oh no! What did I do wrong? Did I add too much salt or was it–

"This is so delicious!"

Eh?

He wiped his fake tears, "I'm so proud of you." Then again took another bite and placed his fist against his heart.

Drama queen.

I sighed in relief that there wasn't any mistake but nonetheless laughed at his acting, he kept doing it in his every bite he took.

He finished the whole dish, I don't know if he that hungry or the bulgogi turned out to be really good but it still me happy.

I'm always home alone, eating alone but now that he was here. I was ecstatic that someone liked my dish and I didn't felt lonely at the moment.

I was smiling the whole time seeing him eat, it somehow made me full. We talked and laughed and I was enjoying every second of it. It's been a long time since I laughed this much.

It's all thanks to you, Jimin.

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Now we were sitting in the living room, watching TV. Jimin looked like he was about to doze off. I didn't realize the stupid smile on my face while looking at him, he was trying really hard to keep himself awake but failed miserably and at last his eyes closed.

Suddenly, my phone rang which woke him up, he looked at me sleepily, his hair messed up and his cheeks looking puffier, I resist the urge to pinch his cheeks.

I picked up my phone and without looking at the caller ID I received the call.

"What?!"

The news made my stomach twist.

Jimin got startled by my sudden outburst and quickly sat up straight, if it was any other situation I would have laughed at him but not now.

I hung up, feeling terrified. My eyes watered and I looked at him, he gave me a worried look, "Jimin, we have to go....now."

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Bulgogi: Korean beef dish.

What do you guys think about Rosé's sudden reaction?

Maybe something's bad gonna happen or maybe not.

I hope you will enjoy this chapter.

Thanks for reading.