Cotton Candy Boy | Jimin ✓

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Shit.

I looked up to see the boy with cotton candy hair, the one I had been looking for as soon as I entered the cafe.

"Amber and ..."

I put my hand on Layla's mouth, glaring at her.

"Amber and..?" Jimin trailed off.

I gave him a sweet smile.

"She meant to say Amber and...uh...and coffee. Yeah. Amber and coffee."

He raised an eyebrow.

Jimin had brushed his hair back, exposing his glorious forehead. And I internally screamed like a teenager whose crush had finally noticed her. Except, I didn't have a crush on Jimin.

You liar.

"Okayyy."

"Yeah."

Layla was giving me the look. I shook my head. But she didn't listen.

"Jimin. Right?"

Jimin nodded, glancing at me, and then, looked back at Layla.

No, Layla. You idiot.

"You see, I'm going on a date today. And I want Amber to come to, kind of like a double date, but she doesn't have a date to bring."

What the hell are you saying?

My eyes widened. It must be Layla's plan.

"And? What does it have to do with me?"

Layla looked at me with a mischievous smirk, and then winked.

"You have to be her date. Duh."

My eyes widened.

Oh God. What have you done, Layla?