Jimin's POV

Jungkook always gets what he wants.

The best position, the best treatment, the best woman...

I envy him since he first came into BTS. That man is cocky as well as he is cute and charming. He's so competitive as well as the most caring person that I ever had. It is just that one incident that made us apart.

A woman.

Or should I say Madam Shang,

Being vulnerable and easily influenced, I was teetering on my feet to cope with everything. Being seduced by an older nuna is another thing. Having to share her with someone else is hurting.

I knew about Madam Shang and him.

I knew Madam Shang chose him over me.

He got much better than I do it seemed.

Jungkook just saw us once and he hated me till now. I never get to tell him what really happened.

He just shut me down and I was hurt.

I was hurt because we are so close once. I was hurt because he's been the best friend once.

Both of us were hurt for sure but Madam Shang comforted only HIM.

So, I'll get greedy. And I will win Hana's heart for this.

I will win her heart then, I'll take her to where ever she wanted, for I would give anything and do anything for this woman.

Because... I, Jimin, had fallen in love with her.

...

Flashback.

"Jimin-ah. Have you found a suit yet?" Hana's voice rang sweetly in the phone.

I smiled for her never-ending concern.

"If I said no, what would you do?"

"If you don't, I want to match us."

"Hmm... Do you like me that much Hana?"

"Ye~ oppa."Her voice tinted with giggles.

It's a game we used to play, so as a gentleman I wouldn't mind playing along.

"Yah! Don't play with my heart ne~ I'll fall for sure,"

"Jimin oppa~!"

"Yah! Heart attack." My voice rendered as I grabbed my chest.

"Oppa ya~?"

"Stop already~!"

"Jimin."

"Okay. Now I'm okay."

"So, no suit or you want me to deal with it?"

"Well, surprise me."

"Okay, I'll see you later on then. Oppa!"

...

We tagged along to her favorite boutique. Passing the mirrors on the way making us looked like a genuine couple.

"Hey, look at that. Aren't we the cutest couple?" I stopped while ushering her to the reflection in the mirror.

She leaned onto my shoulder and looked up.

"Oppa~," She said acting like a real girlfriend.

"So, as for today I am a rich chaebol and you are a spoilt girlfriend," I said as I adjusted my black-rimmed glasses and a hat.

I peered at her. She also disguised herself in a short wig. Well, I obviously knew who she was, but to others... I hope she passed.

"How do I look?" She looked up at me.

"Am I still looking like Hana, the dancer, or Hana, your neighborhood girl?" She asked again as she patted her clothes and presented herself to me.

"Hm... Wait. Let's put this." I said as I completed her looks with the same black rimmed glasses like mine.

As the last touch, we looked at our reflection on the glass window.

"We do look like a geeky couple." She squeezed my hand while still looking at our reflection.

Then, we went into the shop as she dragged me along with her.

"Ah...! Miss Hana. What can we do for you today?"

"Didie! I need a suit for this man here."

"P-Pa-Park Jimin?!"

"Yes, the one and only." I smiled at her. She looked at me shyly like I meant the world to her.

I winked at her and visible blush spread from her neck to her cheeks.

"Jimin... Stop. " Hana's voice made me turn to her. She was smiling as she acknowledged the Jimin-effect on Didie.

"She doesn't mind. Do you?" I turned to Didie and looked straight at her. She just nodded and smiled shyly.

"Stop harassing her with your charm Jimin. Let her work." Hana stated as she was selecting a few selection of suits for Jimin.

"I want him to match this," Hana said while showing Didie her dress for tonight.

I peered over Hana's shoulder. It was an exquisite dress. A shimmery platinum gold. As Didie looked up at me, a tint of jealousy shadowed her face as she saw me resting a chin to Hana's shoulder.

"What do you think Jimin-ah?" Hana said without turning her head.

"You sure will rock that dress."

"Oft...Jimin. You are such sweet."

But still, you are not mine.

...

"I'm a bit nervous to see her Jimin-ah." Hana's voice seeped through the dressing door.

"I'm sure she'll be happy to see you. Don't worry. Besides, it's not the first time you talk to her right?" I said as I patted the white shirt I was trying on.

"Hm... Do you think so, Jimin-ah? She sounds pretty nice on the phone though."

"Hana. I'll hover around okay."

I'll be your guardian angel.

"Okay."

As she said that, I walked out to finally show the third suit.

"Oo... Mama." Hana gapped on my sight.

"Mm... Am I worth your partner tonight?" Hana beamed at me as I said that.

But still, you're not mine.

Hana came to me. Her happy cheery facial slowly falters as she patted my bow.

"Hey. Don't worry about tonight. If anything out of porposition, we just dance the night away okay.

"Okay, oppa,"

And my poor fragile heart smiles to that...

...

"Hana, I'm here."

"Jimin-ah. I'll be down in a sec." Hana's voice rings in the phone.

I come into her hall as Kesy laid Hana's coat on the chair. She smiles at me as she gestures me to come in.

"So, I book us a special ride to arrive at the ball. Wait for Hana to go together okay," Kesy told me her usual plan.

"Yes miss pretty. I will take care of Hana like always." I said as I pinched her cheek.

"Jimin-oppa. Please. I'm trying to be professinal here." Kesy smiled with much familiarity as she shuffles some cards and papers in her bags.

Sounds of tapping heels resounded in the hall. I turn around and saw a such breathtaking sight of Hana in her shimmery platinum gold dress.

A smile perks on lips.

"Can I fall in love with you today?"

"Owh stop Jimin."

"Come let's go."

"Okay, oppa." Hana winked at me as she held onto my arms walking to the door.

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