Married to Park Jimin (P.J.M FF) Book 1

Chapter 6

Rose and I both headed to the mall in her car.

I got a couple of outfits with her and then got some brunch.

"I feel like we should get to know each other more." She started.

I nodded.

"So.. Do you have any best friends? I don't recall seeing you with anyone at the wedding." She said.

"Actually, he was at the wedding. He's been my best friend since middle school. His name's Hoseok. Jung Hoseok." I told her.

"Oh, that's cool. But.." She trailed off.

"What is it?" I asked as I took a sip of my coffee.

"I'm not sure how Jimin would feel about it." She said.

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"You know.. With him being a male and everything." She clarified.

"Oh.. But I don't think he would really care if I'm being honest." I told her.

"What makes you say that?" She asked.

"Well, seeing as he doesn't seem to want to have anything to do with me.." I reminded her.

She sighed.

"Zaynah, believe me when I tell you that Jimin's not like that." She pleaded.

"What are you talking about? This morning he was scolding me for nearly leaving for work, when he never told me that I wasn't supposed to be going there in the first place. And when your mom came, he started kissing me without warning, and started calling me 'Babe'!? What the hell!?" I exclaimed.

"He really did that..? Gee, that doesn't sound like him at all.." She said.

I shrugged.

"Maybe he just doesn't like me. But then.. Why did he choose to marry me?" I asked as I took a bite out of my sandwich.

"Well, maybe he does like you." She tried to change my mind.

"No. Maybe he just wanted to do this for your family.. Like I did.." I told her.

"You didn't want to marry my brother..?" She asked, sadly.

"I did.. But ever since last night, I've been regretting it. He seemed like such a nice guy, but then he literally called me.. Ugly I guess.." I trailed off.

"Can I give you some advice?" She asked.

"Advice? For what?" I asked.

"Advice for winning his heart." She said as if it was obvious.

"Sure.. I guess." I answered.

"Okay so I know he isn't home that much, but he has a day off every Saturday. That's why you guys got married on a Saturday." She told me.

"What's your point?" I asked.

"Well, maybe you could try to spend a little time with him on his days off. Oh! You could make him breakfast in bed! His favourite breakfast food is French toast with Nutella spread on top of it, with strawberries on top. Oh, and don't forget a warm glass of milk to go with it." She explained.

"But.. What if he doesn't wanna eat it..?" I asked.

"Tut, don't think like that. It'll only make things harder for you if you think negatively. He'll love it, especially because he can't resist food." She laughed.