Jimin's Perspective

Do I make a move? Order something else? Or just sit here on my ass just staring all day. I've been sitting at this stupid table for over an hour with just a now cold coffee. Outside the world was grey and dull but in here it was full of life and comfort, things I was lacking in my so called "perfect life". Well, it is when she's in here.

"Jimin....Jimin!" I snapped my head to look at Hoseok who sat across from me, his eyes showing annoyance.

"Sorry, Hyung. What's wrong?" I cleared my throat and took a sip of my non-interesting drink, the bitter flavor was almost an exact match of Hoseok's attitude at the moment.

"You've been staring at her the whole time we've been here. You're practically drooling," Hoseok rolled his eyes."Why don't you just go up to her instead of giving her a creepy, blank stare."

I looked back again to see her sweet smile being given to the boy in front of her, the jealousy inside of me raging harder than a volcano. I knew I liked her. My heart knew it, my brain knew it, and the whole gang knew it. Flirting with girls seemed easier for Taehyung and Namjoon, but for me, I was the shyest guy you could ever find. I always wanted to make a good impression, but I would end up spilling a hot drink on my crotch or accidentally fall flat on my face from a loose shoe lace. Being smooth wasn't my main quality.

"It's not that easy." I sighed, my heart fluttering as she laughed at something her co-worker said. God, that laugh could be my new ringtone.

"Probably easier than getting that soy sauce stain out." He pointed to a medium sized splotch on my white sweater that I hadn't noticed. I gasped, annoyed because I was the one to get our coffees and she definitely saw it. This is what I mean when I said smooth isn't in my book.

"Why didn't you tell me?" I groaned, grabbing the napkin that sat under my coffee and dabbed the stain, but it was no use as it was already dry and causing my life hell. It's basically mocking my existence.

"I have better things to do than wipe you up like some baby, Jimin," I glared up at him, annoyed at his fatherly tone at me. I swear, he spends too much time mimicking Jin. "Okay, sorry. I'm just irritated that you won't ask her out already and end your suffering." He took a large gulp from his cup, eyeing me down as I sighed.

He was right. I'm doing this to myself. I just like her. Way too much. She was brighter than a summer day and warmer than the coffee I bought earlier. She even smelled better than the cocoa powder they use to make hot chocolate because she was fresher and more intoxicating.

"I'm just...nervous. What if she doesn't like me or she does and if we go out...something happens?" I mumbled. I just didn't want an occurrence of last time.

Hoseok's eyes softened and he gave me a small smile, leaning forward to talk as the place was crowded making it quite loud. "Jimin, she'll like you. You got looks, you got a sexy voice, you're caring and nice, and actually want something real. It's attractive." He shrugged, causing me to hum at his words, but a smile was on my face.

"Hyung, are you sure you want me to ask her out? It seems like you're more into me." I teased which had him to choke on the large drink he was taking.

"Aish, you're more annoying than our dongsaengs. Go over there or I will call her over here and embarrass you." He winked at me, making my smirk to vanish completely as if he was the magician making the calls. How can one be so cruel yet undeniably sweet? This Hyung drives me up the walls sometimes, I swear.

"Fine, but if I trip again this time, you better make a diversion so I can run out of here." I told him as I stood up, pulling down the white sweater and pushing back my hair in a nervous manner. I was always told by girls that they liked when I did that and thought I did it on purpose, little did they know I was screaming like a girl on the inside and it was just because I was damn nervous.

"I'll make sure to scream that you love her. That'll get your feet out the door." He grinned, cheering me with his cup before gesturing for me to hurry up. I sighed as I looked over at her again. As I started walking over to her, I couldn't stop my eyes as they captured every carved perfection; her midnight hair cascaded down her petite shoulders in straight locks, her eyes the perfect shade of brown that matched the coffee beans in the clear bag behind her, her lips were full and the perfect shade of coral, and her smile was the most beautiful welcome I could ever receive.

"Did you want another one?" She laughed. I realized I had been standing in line, just staring longer than a few seconds and I knew my cheeks were going to look sunburn red. Luckily, no one was behind me to yell or get annoyed, so I was allowed to have more time to make a fool of myself. Not even the rich scent of the coffee beans made me calm.

"Uh...yes," I said quickly, making me panic on the inside as she nodded, awaiting for me to say what I wanted. " I mean, no. I-I actually came over to see you."

"To get more coffee, right?" She smiled again, tilting her head to make her dark hair fall off her right shoulder and have some of her fringe cover her eye. Could she get more gorgeous?

"No!" I need to stop panicking and looking like a clown. Yup, this is what my dating life has become; a circus with me as the ringleader and the clown. "I mean, no. I wanted to talk with you, not about coffee, but to ask...you...out." I smiled a little, not sure how this was going so far, but I played it off with a smile to make me seem more normal. It's so crazy that when I drink and go to parties, I am the most relaxed and flirtatious guy around, but without the touch of spirits, I am a lost cause.

"Oh," She nods, looking down at the register, lightly tapping the numbers as if they were more interesting. Then again, I agree. "I see. Another admirer," She lightly chuckles that out and that's what makes my heart plummet a bit. Another admirer? She has more than just me? Well, then again, she is attractive beyond belief but I was so caught up in my own infatuation I wouldn't have thought there were others. "Listen, I am not trying to sound mean, but I'm not looking for anything right now. Especially not from someone I meet a work. You're very handsome and seem sweet, but I can't." She gave me a little smile, but it was enough to corrupt my heart and disintegrate it.

I should've known it wouldn't be this easy and that she wouldn't just say "yes." Hoseok's words just tumbled in my head and made me believe that. Even with my already chaotic entrance.

"Oh," I nodded, threading my fingers through my hair again and wetting my lips as I nervously look down. "Sorry. I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable."

"You didn't," She laughed. "I'm used to this. Not to sound self-absorbed though," She laughed some more and it made my heart go crazy, as if it would be ripped out of my chest. "I'm just...waiting." She nodded, as if to tell herself that's what she wanted.

"Waiting?" I asked. I didn't know how much she'd reveal to me, but I was curious as to what she meant.

"For the right guy," When she realized what she said, her eyes widened and she waved her hands in front of her as if to erase what she said. "Not that you aren't right or anything, I just meant for me. I'm sure you're someone's 'right guy', but I don't want to meet mine at a coffee shop I work at." She sighed, feeling more relaxed as she explained everything.

I knew what she was getting at, but it still pained me. I admired this girl for a few weeks now and once I got the courage to ask her out, she turns me down. Why do I always think my first encounter with a girl will go so smoothly? I need to stop letting Hoseok encourage me.

"It's okay. I understand." I chuckled. Could I sound more upset? "Thanks for the coffee earlier." I smiled which she returned. As I turned around, I rolled my eyes at myself internally, wanting to smack my head against the counter she was at. 'Thanks for the coffee earlier'? What is wrong with me?

Hoseok looked up as I came back over to him, a large grin on his face as he tittered with excitement as I sat down. "So? Did she say yes? Are you guys married yet?"

I looked out at the window that held the gloom and grey which couldn't compare to the life inside of this coffee shop, but now it seemed it was entering the building and casting its dark shadow over my table. "No. She said no."

"What?" Hoseok scoffed. "How come? Did you compliment her chest like you did with the last girl?" My eyes widened at the memory he brought up, causing me to groan and slam my head in my arms on the table. My embarrassment was by far the highest level it could get right now.

"Hyung, I swear if you bring that up again--" I mumbled into my arms, making me hear him laugh in front of me. Glad he was enjoying himself.

"Arraseo," I looked up at him as he calmed down. "So, what happened then?"

"She said she was looking for 'the right guy' but not in the place she worked. She didn't want to meet him here. It sucks because I really liked her, Hyung." I sighed, sitting up and touching the cold coffee I bought, barely even caring about the drink as I was annoyed, sad, and just desperate to go back either to his or the other guys' home and just drink beer and play video games. Just something to ease the edge I have right now.

"I have an idea," Hoseok snapped his fingers, pointing at me and nodding. "She said she didn't want to meet him here, right?" He waited for me to respond so when I nodded, he grinned even bigger. "Well, why don't you meet her somewhere else?"

"What are you on about?" I sighed.

"Okay, what if you 'accidentally' bump into her somewhere else besides here? Like a park or the grocery store? Perfect places to fall in love, get married and have kids." He seemed so content with his idea, his face was practically glowing with happiness at his plan.

"I feel like that's just stalking." I rolled my eyes as I crossed my arms, watching him as he shook his head to try and reel me into his intentions.

"It's only stalking when you get a restraining order, Jimin," When I didn't laugh or smile, he sighed and raised his hands in defense. "Okay, don't try and do something to get her and watch some other guy take your precious dream girl. I'm just saying, that if you want her, you're gonna have to do more than a nervous confession in a coffee bar. She basically gave you the hint that she didn't want to be asked here, so, why not try somewhere else and win her affection? Typical drama shit, right there. Doesn't your sister watch that stuff? Maybe she can give you some notes on how to win this girl over." He downed the rest of his coffee before standing up and nodding at me to follow him.

"I don't want to be the guy that constantly annoys her with this." I shrugged on my coat that was hanging off the back of my chair, pulling out the white face mask that was crumpled inside the pocket and hooking it over my mouth.

"Hey, if you don't do anything you won't be the guy, okay? You won't be her guy. Might as well kiss her goodbye then as that's probably the only one you'll get since you're too chicken to do anything." Hoseok shrugged. I wanted so bad to smack him upside the head, but he was right. If I truly wanted her to be mine, I was going to work for it and do whatever I could to be with her.

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And the first chapter of I Fell For Park Jimin is here! I am so happy to start the second book! This will be the most romantic and mushy book ever. I mean, it is Park Jimin we are talking about. I am really excited to start this journey of another love story and make you all cringe from the cute little scenes or have you dying over some really good stuff. Trust me, it does get better!

I hope you enjoyed the first chapter and add it to your library!