14

I'm lonely.

Everyone's too busy with their individual shootings and activities.

I quickly tie my hair in a high ponytail, grab my purse and phone before heading out to explore Jeju on my own.

"Mia!" Someone yells. I snap my head to where the voice came from.

"Where are you going? Can I come with?" I notice Jimin dressed casually hot, probably also planning to roam around.

How can you look so good with such simple clothing? My self esteem dribbles down.

"Uh, I don't know yet." I stutter. I can't say 'no' to him, can I? This will be awkward..

"Jin hyung and Jungkook are going to the gym, and the rest are working, so I'm pretty lonely." He jogs toward me.

"Oh- ah, I see," I mumble, not sure of what to say.

"Do you want to go eat? Let's go to this Italian restaurant I know. There's a lot of young fans if we go to popular eateries, so I need to avoid them as much as I can." He explains, opposing my original plan, draining out my mood.

"Actually," I hesitate. "I don't think I can go then."

"Huh? Why not?"

"I don't have the budget to go to big fancy restaurants. I'm still not getting paid Jimin." I remind him, and he chuckles.

Is he laughing at me for not having enough money? That cocky bastar-

"You don't have to worry about it. I know how it feels since I've been there before. I was planning to pay for it anway, since I invited you."

Ok, I take back what I said.

"Oh no, it's fine I-"

"Please, I insist. I mean- who rejects free food?"

He's right Mia, how can you betray food by rejecting them? I don't even know you anymore...

I scoff, "who said I was denying food?" I shrug my shoulders, "I don't know!"

. . .

"Well, I obviously don't know what any of these are. The only Italian food I know is lasagne, and they don't even have that here. I don't get it," I stress myself out looking at the foreign recipes, and the sight of the ludicrous price got me shedding sweats.

"Don't worry," he chuckles. He puts his hand up to call for a waiter- or shall I say 'waitress' who zoomed right in, fluttering her eyes.

"What would you like Jimin-oppa?" Jimin was about to list his orders, but he got caught off guard from her choice of name calling.

I snicker at the situation, trying so hard to keep a poker face. Jimin notices me, and purses his lips to prevent himself from laughing too.

"I guess you still chose the wrong restaurant," I tease him once the hyped waitress was gone.

"Stop that. You'll be in my position one day too."

"Well, I guess I have to make the most of my freedom."

Not more than 5 minutes later, the foods arrive. A few heads from the other tables turn our way.

I gasp from the glorious smell. "Wow, that was so quick! Thank you," Jimin shows off his charming smile, melting not only the waitress' heart, but also mine.

"Can we have a photo before you leave?" She pouts.

What is she trying to do? Kylie Jenner lip challenge? She just looks like a fish.

"Oh, s-sure," Jimin forces a smile.

"Thank you! I hope you enjoy your meal!" She beams before walking away.

"Um, didn't we order before them?" My ears pick up a conversation from the table behind us.

"Yes, we're trying to prepare them as quick as we can."

"Woah, did you hear that? We got served first. It's such an advantage to be eating out with a celebrity- as long as there aren't any paparazzi." I adore all the blessings in front me.

"Well, we can go eat out more next time. I'll still pay-"

"Thanks, but no thanks. As much as I love free food, my conscience can't handle all the guilt of making you pay for the unnecessarily overpriced foods."

"You can treat me once you're getting paid, stop rejecting my invitations, it hurts you know." He's so dramatic.

"Fine, deal." I surrender. "But it's as if that waitress doesn't see me. She only acknowledged you," I scoff, rolling my eyes.

"Jealous? It's not my fault that I look like this," he boasts, smirking.

I give him my bitchy look. "You're right I feel sorry, just- at least be grateful okay? It's better than having none at all." His smirk disappears.

"Or maybe having no face is better. No face from spirited away was kinda cute." I added, poking my tongue.

He stayed quiet,  and straightaway, guilt rushes in.

"I was kidding okay? Go eat now!" I push a plate full of unknown food towards him, but he kept still, looking down.

"Alright, I'm sorry. Maybe I shouldn't have been here," I pretend to start packing up my stuff in my purse.

"I was just joking," he chuckles.  "You don't have to leave." He grabs my hand as I stand up.

"Why bother staying if you're not even going to eat." I coldly say.

"Look!" He stuffs his mouth with the oval-looking pizza. "I am eating!"

I settle back in my seat, smirk slowly appearing on my face. He glares at me, seeing me smirk, before laughing.

"Alright, you won that," he utters.

Two can play this game, Jimin.

A/N: Having school work during the holidays and due the first day back, sucks -.-

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