banana milk | park jimin

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[ daesom's pov ]

the day before, after the talk with namjoon and seokjin - or in which hoseok called them as namjin, i thanked them and walked back home.

"daesooooooom!"

guess who?

"what do you want again?" i groaned. he's driving me crazy, really. i mean, who yells at 8 in the morning?

"yoongi's coming over later, buy us some snacks at the mart." hoseok's head popped from the door.

"excuse you? i'm not your dog. don't order me around." i narrowed my eyes on him.

"fine, please?" he begged, making a cute face that made me feel disgusted.

oh god, i wanna puke. other people might think that it's cute, but not for me. okay, i admit, it might be a little bit cute, but just a little. fine, it is really cute, but still.

"eww, don't do that!" i cried, scrunching up my nose.

"if i stop, will you buy me?"

"yes, so please stop." i pleaded.

"yes! now get your ass outta here and buy me lots and lots of snacks. note that you're using your money, i'm not paying back." he said, pushing me out of his house before slamming the door shut.

"geez, when is he gonna grow up?" i muttered, sighing.

my phone dinged, indicating that a new message has arrived.

heartbreaker: you coming today?

daesom: yeah obviously, i'm coming over right now.

i sighed, putting my phone back into my pocket. i just got rejected by him yet he's asking my these type of questions. it feels as if he's my boyfriend, but sadly he's not.

i sighed again.

ding. another message.

gosh, what does he want again this time?

unknown: hey.

okay, who the hell is this?

daesom: i'm sorry, but you are?

unknown: the person right beside you.

i furrowed my brows. the person beside me? what is this supposed to me—

"holy shit! you scared me!" i jumped in shock.

"i guess you didn't save my number." jimin stated.

"hey, how did you get my number? did you ask from jungkook or something?" i asked once i recovered from my mini heart attack.

he scoffed, surprised, "what? you were the one who gave it to me, have you forgotten?"

i thought for a while, "i... never did."

he sighed, "you did. anyway, what are you doing here?"

"duh. mart. milk. snacks." i replied curtly.

he laughed, "oh, right. how could i forget? you go there every single day."

i stared at him in amusement. somehow i like that laugh he gave off, i don't know why.

he looked at me, "why are you smiling so widely? don't, it creeps me out." and then he laughed again.

but wait, i'm smiling? oh, i am.

i cleared my throat, "where are you going, anyway?"

"i'm following you." he said.

i stared at him disbelief— oh, right, i just remembered that he actually likes me.

and then a huge grin spread across my face as i thought of an idea.

"why, do you like me or something?" i teased, grinning even more that my jaw started to hurt.

i expected a flustered him but what he said next was so unexpected that it made me very surprised.

"yes, yes i do. i told you that yesterday, but you took it as a joke and left me hanging there. i like you, daesom. and i just realized that yesterday." jimin uttered.

i am so in deep shit. just great.

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a/n:

school starts tomorrow and i'm sO NoT REAdY SOMEONE HeLP ME. I CANT BELIEVE THE TERM BREAK ENDED SO SOON LIKE WHATTT.

oh, and should i make this story longer? maybe 25 chapters?