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"JIMIN'S COMING?"

"Yeah, what's the big- oh, you hate him. Right."

"I don't hate him, I just don't necessarily, preferably, respectfully like him or his company."

"I can see you giving me that smile through the screen, don't. He's not that bad, give him a chance. Remember I was a pervert too."

"Still are one. Christ knows what's on that phone–"

"Hey, not the phone. It's only filled with my beautiful face, my phone case has it too."

"Ew, you self obsessed pervert. Where are you anyway?"

"Just parked in, come out in two or I'm leaving."

"Ugh, whatever. Wait up, I'm almost down." The automated voice boomed through the elevator as she stepped out.

She waltzed her way to his car, seating herself in the passenger's seat, giving him a look.

"I'm up here, you know."

He cleared his throat before fixing his tie, earning a disgusted expression from the woman.

"Were you dressing up while talking on the phone?"

"And?" She shrugged, retouching her eyelashes.

"Oh my God! You kinky little b–"

"Start driving before I swap your eyebrows with your thigh hair."

15 minutes later:

"Finally! We thought you were-"

"Mina!" Namjoon cut him off, pulling the woman in a big hug. Her eyebrows crossed at his weird act.

"We were what?" She asked.

"They made bets. They thought you two were fuc-"

"HIM?"

"HER? AND WHO THOUGHT I'D LET DOWN MY STANDARDS SO LOW?"

Both of them looked at each other, gagging away.

"Let's go."

They spent a few hours at a restaurant before going to a theater to watch a movie, then the seven spent time at an amusement park for three hours.

"Remember, you promised!" Mina yelled, tired.

"Okay, that's enough now. Let's go home. You guys too, tomorrow at the cafe. Keep the time in mind!" Jin carried her to his car, climbing in from the other side.

"Today was fun." She sang sleepily.

"I know, baby. Sleep now, I know you're tired."

Halfway through the drive, he felt her head fall on his shoulder. Unbothered, he let her snuggle close to him, smiling softly at her.

"Hey. We're home, Mi."

The sleepy woman woke up to her best friend, and an open door for her to get out from. She nodded slightly, trying to get out but ended up stumbling on him.

"It's okay, we'll go together, come on." He picked her up on his back, joining her arms tight so she doesn't fall back.

After finally getting her into bed he took off her shoes and hat before changing her into something comfortable. Tired from the long day, he ended up sleeping beside her.

The next day.

The brown head woke up to a warm, welcoming smell that dragged him down stairs.

"The CEO of SK enterprises has woken up, huh? You look rough, I bet you worked hard yesterday."

"Mm, I did." He mumbled in his sleep.

"Come on, go wash up. I made pancakes, eggs, sandwiches, come get what you want."

"Okay." He waddled his way to the bathroom. A few minutes later, he slid inside the living room asserting.

"The CEO of SK enterprises is here, W.W.H everybody." She laughed at him, dragging him to the table.

"Come on, be done in ten. I'm getting ready~" She sang and ran up the stairs.

She slid open her bedroom door, skating her way to the closet. Pulling out a white sheer top, she smiled smug.

A white silk button up, along with the sheer top and a pair of loose, high waisted jeans were laid out on her bed. Black Chelsea's waiting at the foot of her bed.

Her accessories, all laid out in formation, were anticipating her arrival with glistening eyes. She hummed her way out of the shower with damp hair and a towel.

Slipping on the pieces of clothing, she quickly sat herself down to dry her hair before it started dripping to her clothes.

"Come on, we're getting late! We agreed on 11 o'clock, it's 10:40 already!"

"Okay! Okay! Geez, what did you even wear?" He poked his head in, coming inside to reveal his outfit.

A black shirt, a long striped coat that reached till his knees and a pair of ripped jeans covered him along with a pair of Timberlands.

"Not bad, let's go."

An hour later, Jimin's pov:

The gang left the restaurant after a hearty meal for lunch. The men were discussing their next destination while the woman was engrossed in what caption went best with her new to-be post.

"'Sheer joy', with a butterfly, maybe?" A voice interrupted her trance.

"What?"

"For a caption, I saw you struggling and figured I'd lend a hand." A faint smirk lifted the corner of his lips. Her eyes fell back into reality when she realized they were on his lips.

"I-I'll post it later. Why were you staring, ew." She walked off to the others.

'I'm pretty sure you were the one staring, Ahn.'

End of Jimin's pov.

They later went to a movie and ended up at a huge restaurant for dinner. Namjoon booked a family table for them at the rooftop while the others were busy stealing goodies at the reception.

All of them sat down at the table, Yoongi sat beside Jin who was between him and Hoseok with Namjoon at the head of the table. Jungkook, who was in front of Hoseok, sat beside Mina left with Jimin at her right, who was seated opposite Yoongi.

The waiter and waitress both arrived at the solitary table in the middle of the rooftop to take all of their orders. As each of them ordered, Jimin sat there staring at Mina who was busy pondering on what to get.

"Sir?"

"What?" He saw the waitress, looking completely flustered by his sudden outburst.

"Oh, sorry. I'll take this, please." He pointed at the first thing he found in the menu before she wrote it down and left bowing.

A few hours later, Mina's pov:

"YEAH! THAT'S RIGHT, I'M THE KING OF THE–"

"Guys, come on! Take him away before he kills himself and me." The woman yelled, flushed. The supposed CEO was wasted at the edge of the rooftop, yelling at the city lights.

"NO, I'M VERY SOBER! I LOVE ME, GONNA LOVE MYSELF, NO I DON'T–"

"And, that's enough. Come on." Hoseok and Namjoon pulled him away, bidding their farewell.

"Goodbye, Mina! See you on the other side~" He sang as he was dragged away to the taxi. The woman laughed at him and put her glass down at the table before walking over to the edge again.

It was pretty late. The usual night traffic had filled up the streets, the tall towers filled the city with their lights. Everybody had left, except the woman and the 'pervert'.

"Pretty, no?"

"Yeah. Must feel nice." She chuckled wryly.

"Why?" She looked at him with a soft smile, looking back at the view, smiling wider.

"You know, just, it makes me feel relaxed."

"Ah, I see." He nodded softly, downing the alcohol in the bottle enveloped in his hands.

"You should stop, you've had enough already. I don't want another Kim Seokjin here."

"I have great tolerance, you won't see one."

She cocked a brow.

"Trust me." He smiled like a child.

"Right, like I will. Give it here." She took away the bottle from him, drinking it herself.

"Hey! Didn't you just–"

"I have great tolerance, Mr. Park." She smiled smugly at his face. He scoffed at her, shaking his head.

The two spent a few hours talking and laughing, having no clue about the time passing. In the midst of all this the woman had several thoughts pass through her head out of which one got her thinking.

'He's not so bad after all, huh?'

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