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Sitting on a chair - of a table - in the middle of a café, you had the attention of all of the people who were there.

Everyone knew who you were. Kim Y/N! The most famous fashion designer in Korea!

Even if you weren't famous, you still could steal everyone's eyes, because of your beautiful figure, and your always calm face.

After 1 week of thinking about Jimin's favor, you finally decided what you'd answer, your first and last answer.

You knew you promised him to not take long, but you did anyway...

Why? Were you still unsure? Or do you want him to wait for you?

You were waiting for him to arrive. You catch everyone looking at you when you look up, but they all look away right away, embarrassed of their shameless gazes.

Also, let's not forget about the annoying voice coming from the other line of the phone, making you almost bury yourself alive.

"What are you wearing?" Jennie asked.

"Why do you even have to" You stopped right away, knowing that argument had no use when it came to Jennie. "Wide-white pants, with that pale blue shirt we bought together." You answered, your left hand massaging your temple.

"Hmm... Your hairstyle?"

"Damn, you and your shitful questions Jen." You angrily, your voice low, said.

"Your. Fucking. Hair. Style?"

"I just tied it in a high ponyt-" You stopped as soon as you saw the person entering the café.

He was looking for you, and once he saw you he smiled sweetly and came towards your table.

"Jennie he's here bye." You said and didn't wait for her to respond as you hung up and placed the phone on the table, your movement faster than a flashlight.

You stood up, heart pounding in your chest just by seeing him. You couldn't help but smile. A beautiful one, that made the butterflies in the boy's stomach fly like crazy.

"Hi, Y/N." He said, reaching his right hand out politely while the left one was under it, gesturing a handshake.

"Hello, Jimin." You replied, accepting his handshake.

An electric wave runs down your spine, touching the soft skin of his hand. It was the very first time touching each other, and damn like Jimin thought.

Eyes and hands locked, their sweet smile never fade away.

Your handshake lasted for more than enough, you both were lost in each other eyes. What's this feeling? Why are they feeling this?

If you didn't notice the situation you guys are in, Jimin wouldn't bother to move, he was even ready to do more. You slowly released your hand from his grip, your cheeks burning.

He cleared his throat as he looked around, and waited until you sat down.

A silent atmosphere filled the place and, you looked around giving the ones a smile who was looking at you, and Jimin looking at you as well, not able to remove his eyes from you.

"May I take your orders?" A male voice that belonged to the waiter broke the silence.

Even though he was asking both of you, his eyes were only on you, a not-so-pleasant-looking smile on his face.

"Oh yes please, I'd like to drink an Espresso." You said and he writes down on the small pad note in his hands, only to look at you again afterward. He didn't even bother to ask Jimin.

What a weird dude...

The uncomfortable one was of course you, but the angry one was Jimin. He tried to suppress his anger and asked, "I would like to" He immediately stopped seeing that Motherfucker's eyes were still on you.

"Can you please look at me so I can tell you what I want?" Jimin raised his voice this time, completely annoyed.

Thoughts of other men's gaze on you were not good for him. And now that's happening right in front of him... The waiter was one lucky bitch that he still was breathing.

The waiter finally looked away from the angel-like woman to the owner of the raised voice, only to find a handsome man glaring at him. "I-i'm sorry." He apologized.

Jimin narrowed his eyes as he said with a cold tone, "I want an iced coffee. And this time do your job properly. You're making customers uncomfortable here."

With a nod, the guy left.

You were relieved. But did he sense your uncomfortable state, or didn't like the way he looked at you?

You internally scoffed at the second thought. Why would he even mind? It's not like I mean someone to him...

Nonetheless, a smile crept on your lips as you looked at his still-angry face. "Poor one... Why so harsh?" You asked him.

"Seriously? Weren't you annoyed by him?" He asked his cheeks a bright red out of anger.

He's so cute.

Wanting to see more of this cute Jimin, you decide to play, wanting to tease him.

"Not too much though... I liked his eyes, they were"

He looked away, not ready to hear more than that. Also, that little smirk on your lips wasn't helping at all. He knew he wouldn't control himself if he looked longer.

"Okay, I'll stop." You said.

It was pretty good that you two were able to have a conversation even like this one. It wasn't a very long time since you two started interacting with each other, but it seemed you two got along very well, and you were glad for that. So does Jimin.

"So... You know why I wanted to meet you..." You paused a bit, looking down at your fidgeting fingers. "I've decided, and I'll never regret my decision.." Your voice was serious, scaring the hell out of him.

She won't agree...

"S-so?" He stuttered.

He didn't want you to agree only to give him a baby. He wanted to be with you even if it was for a short period.

He didn't know why, be he loved your presence.

Just when you opened your mouth to say the answer which you took 1 week for, which took all the sleep and concentration of Jimin away, that annoying dude came back with a tray that held both of your drinks.

The guy kept his eyes down, not daring to look at the scary man or the beautiful woman.

"Enjoy!" He said after placing the coffee down, and before turning around, he stole one glance at you and went away.

"Shameless jerk..." Jimin murmured. He then sets his eyes on you, and when you see him, you decide to finally tell him. It's getting boring, you took too long.

"I-... I'm...

"I can do it for you... I can give you a baby."

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He stopped the car in front of your house, a different joy playing inside his heart. He turned his head, looking at you. "I'll come and pick you up at 2 tomorrow."

"No, just tell me the address and I'll come by myself, we'll meet there." You said.

"I will come, and pick you up at 2." He repeated, this time his tone a bit cold but the smile never leaving his lips.

You looked down at your, again, fidgeting fingers - it was a behavior of you when you were nervous. "Okay, you can come to my office, I'll be there, and I'll send you the address." You said.

She'll send me the address of her office...

Why am I so happy because of this?

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End of chapter four.

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