[Jimin's POV]

"I still have enough time." I mumbled as I glance at the digital clock on my bedside table. I walked towards my closet and pulled out a thick sweater and jeans. I quickly slipped it on and dried my hair using my towel.

I already talked to Jin-hyung about the truck yesterday, and he said that he's fine with it. I decided to buy him his favorite strawberry cupcakes at the bakeshop not far from here, as a token of gratitude. He doesn't let the others borrow his truck, but he let me and I was beyond relieved and thankful. The cupcakes aren't even enough to pay him back.

I grabbed my phone, wallet, and Jin-hyung's car keys from my desk and dashed out of my room and into the living room. After checking if all the windows and doors are close, I slipped on my jacket and shoes and went out.

I hopped in the pickup truck and stared at the sight in front of me. I suddenly felt nauseous but shrugged it off. I hope I wouldn't crash the truck or something. It's only my third time driving a car and my first time driving Jin's truck. Everything inside the pickup and the pickup itself screams money. I don't have that much money to replace the truck if ever something happens to it under my liability.

I shook my head and straightened up. I still need to get cupcakes for hyung, give it to him, and pick up Yoongi-hyung.

>>>>>

"That'll be 15,000 won." I grabbed a bill from my wallet and gave it to the girl in exchange of the cupcake box. I gave the exact amount of money so I exited the shop quickly after she gave the goods to me. I hopped in the truck and placed the box beside me and pulled out of the parking lot and drove to hyung's house.

Jin-hyung's house isn't that far from the bakeshop so in a span of half an hour, I was already parking the truck in front of his house. I honked twice and got out, the box of cupcakes in my hand. A few minutes after, I heard footsteps before the gate opened and revealed Jin wearing her Mario apron. I grinned at the sight of him.

"Annyeong, hyung!"

His eyes widened as he looked down at me and when he caught sight of his truck behind me, he raised a brow. "Already?"

I laughed a little and shook my head. "Aniyo. I came here to give you this before I pick up Yoongi." I said and raised the box just beside my head. He looked confused for a second before his eyes twinkled and a smile appeared on his lips.

"Awww, kamsahamnida, Jimin-ssi! You don't have to." He said before taking the box from me and peeking inside. I chuckled before patting his shoulder.

"That's not even enough. Thank you for lending me your truck, hyung!"

He smiled at me and ruffled my hair. "Aigoo, munje eobseoyo."

"Well, I have to go now. I just came here to give you that." I said and we bade our goodbyes to each other before I drove to the airport.

After almost an hour of driving (mainly because of the traffic by the market), I'm just a few streets from the airport. The car in front of me came into a halt so I slowed down and stopped. Suddenly, my phone vibrated from the dashboard and I grabbed it. The stoplight says red so I took that as a chance to view the message.

Eomma ❤:

Where are you, Chim Chim?
>6:17 pm KST

Me:

Almost at the airport, eomma.
>6:19 pm KST

Eomma ❤:

Don't tell me you're driving while texting, Park Jimin.
>6:19 pm KST

Me:

Mianhae, eomma! Besides, the stoplight's still red.
>6:20 pm KST

I looked up and saw that I only have fifteen more seconds before the light turns green. I typed a quick message.

Me:

Ttyl eomma, green light xx
>6:20 pm KST

I tossed my phone back in the dashboard and turned to the road.

A few minutes later and I'm already at the front gate of the airport. There's quite a line so I had to stop and move once in awhile. The airport must've tightened the security.

My phone vibrated once again and I picked it up. It's a message from an unregistered number. Nonetheless, I opened the message.

(random number huehue):

i'm here at the starbucks shop. -min yoongi
>6:31 pm KST

My eyes widened at the name at the end of the message. How did he get my number? I saved his number first before sending a reply.

Me:

How did you get my number?
>6:34 pm KST

Yoongi-hyung:

ur mom. i talked to her
>6:34 pm KST

Me:

Oh okay. Come out of the shop now. I'm almost there.
>6:35 pm KST

Yoongi-hyung:

k
>6:35 pm KST

I raised a brow at his reply. K? And a lowercase one? Seriously? Does anyone even use that as a response until now?

It's my turn now to be checked by the security so I quickly hid my phone in my jacket's pocket and drove forward. After a minute, they gave me permission to go on and I drove.

I quickly spotted the said coffee shop and stopped the truck in front of it. I killed the engine and hopped out of the truck, looking around for a guy with a mop of mint hair. Eomma said that Yoongi-hyung has mint hair and that I should look for one so I could easily find him. Since I couldn't see that clearly because it's already dark, I fished out my phone and dialed his number.

To my surprise, I heard a phone ring just a few steps away from me. I followed the sound by sight and I locked eyes with a guy sitting on the bench not far from me. My eyes widened.

Not to exaggerate or what but seriously...

How could a guy be that hot?

Oh my god. Did I just...

His faded mint hair that suits him well, his flushed cheeks (I assume it's because of the weather), his small nose, his pale pink lips...

"A-Are you Yoongi?" I managed to stutter out despite the state that I'm currently in. I cringed internally when I realized that I forgot to call him hyung. Aish! He must be thinking that I'm a disrespectful person! Ugh!

To my surprise, he stood up and nodded. That's when I realized that we're almost of the same height, maybe he's just a centimeter or two taller than me. But even so, I felt like a small kid compared to him. Everything about him screams superiority and intimidating.

"Well, should we get going then?" He asked in a deep but soothing voice. I unconsciously nodded, too lost at his voice that made my insides melt. I helped him load his stuff in the truck and we drove off soon after.

I internally groaned. Before, the only thing I was worrying about is making friends with him, but now that he's right in front of me (even sitting beside me in the truck), that single worry turned into thousands of worries. How am I going to keep myself calm in front of him? How can I prevent fainting in front of him? How can I talk to him if even just his presence makes him so intimidating? Will I be able to handle this very hot and intimidating person? Will I be able to survive being in the same house with him for who knows long?

I tried looking at him through my peripheral vision by making the car temperature a little higher, and to my surprise, he's staring at me and I quickly faced forward, focusing on the road instead. I can feel his stare boring a hole on my cheek, but even though the temptation of looking back is very tempting and hard to resist, I decided to just act like I don't care but deep down, I really do and no one knows how much I want to stare back at his pretty face.

Fortunately, we already arrived and as soon as I stopped the vehicle and killed the engine, I quickly hopped out and unloaded the truck. He followed soon after and we both entered the house.

As soon as I turned on the lights, I felt a bit shy about our house. He must've been living in a mansion or a condo back in Seoul, and our humble house is far from what he expected. "Sorry if it's not as big as you expected, hyung." I shyly said, not forgetting the hyung now. I continued walking towards the hallway when he didn't say anything. I bet he's judging silently in his mind. I unconsciously heaved a sigh. At least he's not saying it out loud. I swear if he would, I would want the hell to swallow me whole and take me already just to get out of that situation.

I stopped in front of the door just across my room and opened it. "I-Is this good enough for you, hyung?" I mumbled and scratched my nape. I hope he'll be okay with it. It's been awhile since we used this guestroom. The other one is currently full of unused stuff and sometimes, Taehyung and the others would use that room whenever they sleep here. Mom didn't want Yoongi-hyung using a room being used by my friends so she told me to clean this spare guestroom.

"Don't worry, it's better than I thought, actually." He said with a smile. I quickly straightened up and smiled a little. Aish, what a relief.

"Do you need anything else? The pillows and blankets are in the closet." I said, pointing at the closet not far from the bed.

"What door is the bathroom?" He asked. I looked to my left and pointed at the door beside my room.

"Second door at the right of the hallway. The first two doors are both my mom's, but they're locked at the moment because she's not home." I said and fidgeted with the zipper of my black jacket.

"So I presume your room's the one next to mine?" I looked up at him and shook my head before looking down. I pointed my thumb at the door behind me.

"T-The one across yours is mine." I said shyly and bit my lip. Ugh, why do I have to be so shy and awkward in front of him? Out of all the people in this world, why him?

"Oh, great then."

I quickly looked back up at him once his words entered my ears. "G-Great?" I stuttered in complete shock.

He shook my head. "Aniyo, I didn't mean it that way. Just wanna know where I should go when I need some help from you." He explained and I suddenly felt a bit, what, disappointed?

Wait, why was I even disappointed? Is it because he only asked for my room just for help and not for--okay, let's stop this train of thoughts before it goes somewhere I don't want it to go.

I sighed and looked away, too embarrassed. "A-Arasseo. A-Annyeonghi jumushipsiyo, Yoongi-hyung."

"Nado. Komahwo, Chim Chim." Before I could even question him, he already closed the door at my face, leaving me there, gaping.

H-He called me... Chim Chim?!

H-How--

Aish, eomma!

I can feel my cheeks burning and I quickly entered my room, burying my burning face in the pillow. Out of all the things my mom would tell him, why my nickname?!

Hell, could you please swallow me whole now? Pretty please?

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Sorry if this is kinda egh and boring. I wrote this while watching over my brothers who were in the swimming pool earlier. I was just in the cottage, watching them from afar XD I wasn't in the mood to swim tbh, even though it was the last time I'll get out of the house before classes start. Unfortunately for me, here in our country, our summer period is March-May, and our school season starts on June :'(

Anyways, I hope you guys are liking this story so far!

I'm currently listening to RYUSERALOVER's mashup of Boy In Luv and Cheer Up. One of my faves,  istg ٩(♡ε♡ )۶ his/her (idk if he or she is a girl or a boy hahaha lol) mashups are the best waaaahhhhh

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Thanks for reading! Kamsa-kamsa!

사랑함니다!,

~Nikki~