You woke up the next morning with your straightened hair having dents in it, some mascara smeared under your eyes. You immediately widened your eyes as you looked up at the clock.

"Oh, shit. Shit, shit, shit." You jolted up, looking out the window to make sure Jimin wasn't awake yet. You let out a sigh of relief before stepping into the bathroom. You started brushing your teeth before stepping into the shower and fixing up your hair. You tied your hair up into a bun before getting dressed.

You slipped on a plain black t-shirt, a pair of sweatpants and a light bit of makeup on your face. You finished patting a lip tint on your lips before looking through the window at Jimin's place. You noticed him rubbing his eyes and massaging his temples before you smirked to yourself. You reached over, grabbing your phone and typing a text.

Y/N: Morning, ready for breakfast?

You bit your lower lip as you stared over in his direction. You saw his phone light up, causing his eyes to squint as he turned down the volume on his phone. You watched his eyes suddenly widen while reading the text. His thumbs started typing a reply and you watched as he licked his lips, running his hands through his hair. His hair was messy and sticking up in some areas. He was shirtless, the waistband on his sweatpants hugging tightly on his waist as he started walking to his kitchen. His small fingers wrapped around a bottle of water as he was holding a bottle of pain relievers in his hand. Your phone buzzed in your hand as you watched him gulping down the medicine.

Jimin: Just woke up, give me 10 minutes

You headed into the living room, grabbing your small wallet and slipped it into the pocket of your sweatpants. Once your wallet was in your pocket, you grabbed your phone and started typing.

Y/N: You're probably still hungover and passed out but I lost a bet and have to treat Jimin to breakfast.

You locked your phone before hearing a knock on the door. You widened your eyes before taking a deep breath.

Relax, you had a great night with him yesterday. This won't be as awkward as you think.

Once you exhaled, you made your way to the door and slowly opened it, seeing Jimin standing on the other side of the door. He had a wide smile on his face, causing a smile to form on yours. His hair was fixed and no longer messy like before, the silver in his hair shining brightly as the sun shone down. Unlike yesterday, he didn't have any hint of makeup on his face. His skin was still flawless and had a soft glow to it. His lips were just as plump today and his natural lip color was a nice, rosy pink.

He was wearing a loose graphic t-shirt with a pair of loose jeans that exposed his knees through the holes in them. You smiled at him before getting out of your house and locking the door behind you.

"Good morning, sunshine." He beamed at you as he stared into your eyes intently.

"Good morning, Jimin." you said with a grin while you started walking with him towards your car. You looked back at Jimin who hadn't moved an inch from your front door. He stood staring at you, while his head tilted in confusion as he scratched the back of his neck. "What?"

"I thought we're taking my car?" he asked, a slight pout on his lips as he looked at you. "You're paying for breakfast and I'd feel bad making you drive too."

You lifted your eyebrows, taken by surprise at his words. You watched as he nervously smiled over at you before his eyes became glued to the ground. He nervously combed his fingers through his hair. You found yourself staring at how cute he was while being nervous.

"Are you sure? We agreed it was my treat." you watched as he stepped towards you, gaining his confidence back. He grabbed your hand softly and started leading the way to his car. His hand squeezed around yours slightly, causing your heart to speed up for a moment. Your eyes widened as he led you to the passenger's seat of his car.

"Yes, I'm sure. You pay for breakfast, okay? I'll drive us there." He stated before he eagerly opened the door for you. You smiled and bowed politely at him before he did the same. You watched as he gave you a small wink before closing the door for you once you were in the car.

The car ride was fun, with Jimin singing along to the songs that played on the radio. You looked over at him and let out a small laugh as he enthusiastically waved his hands from side to side as he sang along to the slow songs playing. You started singing along and Jimin teasingly plugged his index finger into his right ear as his face scrunched up. You stopped singing once you noticed him doing that and immediately hit him on his shoulder, rolling your eyes.

"You're breaking my ears." He teasingly yelled as he glanced over at you, his left hand gripping onto the steering wheel. You watched a small smirk forming on his lips and pursed your lips for a moment as an idea formed in your mind.

As he stopped at a red light, you opened your mouth and started singing the lyrics as loudly as you could. Your face was facing Jimin as you did so, causing your voice to erupt directly into his ear. You watched as his eyes widened and he slowly turned to you, giving you a stern look. His lips were slightly pouting out as his eyes looked at you with a burning stare. You widened your eyes and immediately closed your mouth. Jimin started to lick his lips as he saw your mouth close before he turned back to the red light, a small smirk forming on his lips again.

"Why'd you stop singing, baby?" Your eyes stayed wide as you gulped, watching as he gave you a side glance before you looked straight forward at the road ahead of us. A pool of heat started forming in your stomach as you felt yourself getting turned on from his sudden dominance. He didn't even tell you to stop singing. Just from that one look, he managed to get you to follow his demands without even stating what his demands were. Your teeth dug into your lower lip as you then realized something.

Did he just call me... baby?

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You bit your lower lip while scanning over the multiple items on the menu.

Should I go for something healthy?

You were about to turn your menu to the healthy options page before you felt someone's eyes on you. You looked up from the menu to see Jimin staring at you while holding his menu up. His brow was lifted, eyes refusing to look away while staring intently at you, and his lips were curled into a small smirk. You lowered your menu and placed it on the table. You placed your forearms against the table to lean against it and watched as he mimicked the same actions. Your eyes scanned his face down to his hands that were placing the menu on the table.

"Oh, you want a staring contest now?" you asked narrowing your eyes and watched as his smirk widened. He licked his lips as he leaned forward on the table, moving his face a little closer to yours. Neither of you blinked your eyes as you kept the eye contact. You watched as his smirk remained on his face. You started to feel yourself becoming nervous as he slowly propped his chin on the palm of his hand. "Okay, why are you-"

"Good morning! I'm Yura. I'll be your waitress today. Can I start you off with something to drink?" she asked, eyeing both of you.

"I'll have a glass of water, please" You smiled up at her as she nodded, giving a small smile back. She looked over at Jimin and you looked back at your menu.

"Can I have an orange juice, please?" You looked up from your menu to see Jimin giving her a charming smile. This caused the waitress to become flustered for a moment before she looked at you, giving an apologetic look. You watched as she walked away before turning to Jimin who was already staring at you again.

"Really? Staring again?" You playfully rolled your eyes before turning the page to your menu again. "Why don't you just take a picture, it lasts longer."

You turned the page to your menu, licking your lips at the images of the pancakes. You pressed your lips together before deciding.

I'm paying, I might as well get something good. I can just eat a healthy meal during lunch.

Before you knew it, Jimin was holding his phone high in the air, the front-facing camera on as he did a heart with his fingers. You widened your eyes, taken aback by his sudden picture. He looked down at his phone as he moved it down from the air as he then shook his head to himself.

"You weren't ready. Here let's take another." He said, preparing to lift the camera in the air again.

"I didn't really mean for you to actually do it," you started. You watched as his hand remained in the air, but his head turned to you. His lips were pouted slightly, and his eyes widened as he looked as though he was afraid that he offended you. You let out a soft laugh before nodding. "Eh, fuck it. We're friends now, yeah?"

His eyes lit up as you said that, and he turned back to the camera. Both of you smiled at the camera. You couldn't help but notice how much wider Jimin's smile was compared to the last picture. His eyes were squinted from how widely he was smiling, which made you smile larger too. He brought his phone down, examining the image before smiling to himself. He nodded as he reached over the table, showing you. You laughed at how excited he looked.

"Do you like photography? You seem pretty excited that I let you take a picture with me." You said with a laugh. He shrugged his shoulders before rubbing the back of his neck, a shy grin on his face.

"I like taking pictures with my family and friends for memories. I work a lot during the weekdays and it's nice to be able to see them when I'm stressed at work." He stated. You didn't notice the waitress placing your drinks on the table until she spoke up to ask if you two were ready to order. You snapped out of your thoughts and nodded your head before politely asking for pancakes. Jimin ordered eggs, bacon, and toast.

While on the topic of his friends, he showed you pictures of him and Namjoon before he was married, after he was married, and some at the wedding. He also showed you some pictures with his friends named Jin, Hoseok, and Yoongi. Most of his pictures were with his friend Taehyung, though. He told you about Taehyung feeling like a second brother. His real brother was on his phone a lot too, along with his parents.

You felt yourself getting butterflies in your stomach as you saw how passionately he talked about his friends. What made the butterfly feeling more intense was the fact that he hadn't mentioned anything about any of the girls you had seen him with. You had a feeling all the girls he had hooked up with were just one-night stands but didn't want to get your hopes up. After all, those girls could all just be a distraction from a girl that didn't reciprocate his feelings.

He might have a girl on his mind who he isn't mentioning because we only met about a week ago.

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I hope everyone is enjoying this story. Don't worry, it's not going to turn into a typical love story. This has an interesting plot to it. ;)