We're heading to some store while licking our icecreams. It's weird because he didn't let go of my hand. Even for once.
"Uhm, Jimin."
I called his name. He was busy gazing at the store that would grab his interest.
"Yeah," He said before turning to me, still licking his icecream.
"My palm is sweaty. Can we uhm..." I stuttered.
He laughed a bit.
"Sorry."
I pulled my hand, brushing it on my coat.
"Can I buy you something?" Jimin raised his brows.
"No. You already paid for this icecream," I chuckled.
"No. I wouldn't accept any 'no' from you,"
"I would like to buy you a gift!" He exclaimed.
He drags my hand to somewhere. It was a clothing store.
"Why did you bring me here?" I asked in confusion.
"I said I wanna buy you a gift."
His eyes darted at the worker.
"Let her try any dress," He demanded.
"Wait-What-" I shook my head to the worker.
I can buy it for myself if I want it. But he is just being stuborn about giving gift or whatever is it.
He glared which cause me to stop refusing.
Is he mad? Please don't get mad. I hate it.
At the end, the worker give me a lot of dresses to try on. She even drags me into the fitting room.
But I'll just try one that attract my attention. The red one. How can someone possibly try everything on? I mean there are a lot of the dresses.
I look at myself in the mirror. Look okay though.
"Mira."
Jimin called out.
I start to panic. Why do I feel so nervous? It just him, my patient.
"Can you please get out? I need to give my opinion. It's my gift after all," He knocked the door.
I take a deep breath. It's okay dearself. He likes someone else.
I let out a heavy sigh before grabbing the door knob.
Jimin's eyes become widen as he sees me.
"I will just try one and I chose this." I convinced to stop the awkwardness from spreading among us.
He was staring for too long. My tummy keep on churning.
But something caught my eyes. His face was pale. He look tired.
"Hey, are you okay?" I asked as I feel worried about him.
Jimin turned to the mirror, checking himself. His hands are trembling as his hands trailed on his face, checking his pale face.
"I need to go." He muttered, glancing his watch.
Was it because I am ugly?
"I'll buy that as a gift." He pointed on my dress.
"Thank-"
"You're welcome."
With that sentence, he went to the counter and immediately left the store. He left me alone. Now, everyone is staring at me.
How could he did this to me? Why I am such a fool for still longing for his heart?
I grab my chest as my breath is getting heavier. I was fighting my tear.
With the little courage, I walk into the fitting room, taking off the dress.
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