Immature || Park Jimin

Netflix and Chill? |13|

"Hyejin?" I widened my eyes up as I saw an unfamiliar and unexpected face in front of my door step.

"Hello there, Jimin." She smiled. "May I please talk with Jin?" She asked me and I shook my head.

"He isn't here." I replied to her and her smile converted into a frown.

"He isn't here? But he told me that he'd be here!" She exhaustedly exclaimed.

"When did he tell you that? He hasn't been here since yesterday night when you both left together." I said and she scoffed in disbelief.

"Are you sure about that? He just called me and said that he was at your house!" She exclaimed. "I think that I should call him back." She said as she took her iPhone out of her purse and started failing Jin hyung's number. Should I ask her to come in?

"Urm..would you like to come inside and talk to him?" I asked her because obviously, I don't want to be rude to my hyung's girlfriend. Without hesitating, she nodded and stepped inside my house and went straight to the living room. Okay, that was straightforward.

She sat on the sofa and I went into the kitchen to get her a little water. But when I came back, I saw her with a red nose and tears in her eyes.

"What's wrong, Hyejin?!" I exclaimed in shock at her.

"I-I think that J-Jin wants to b-break u-up with me!" She exclaimed as she wailed. What am I supposed to do with this mess in my living room now?

"Urm...why don't you drink this tasty water I just got you first?" I showed her a forced smile as I gave her the glass of water. She took it and drank hardly two sips of it.

"T-Thank you, Jimin. You are a real gentlemen," She smiled at me. "Unlike your hyung."

"Hehe, sure." I chuckled, nervously. "Though, what happened between you two?" I asked her in curiosity and she sighed.

"I have no clue. It was around two months ago when we met each other at a bar and had started dating. But after a week or so, he became a little distant." She said.

"How so?" I asked her.

"He'd mostly dodge me and stuff. He'd not pick up my calls or answer my texts." She said. Oh, that's why he didn't pick the call yesterday! "Infact, we don't even have make love anymore!" She sighed in exhaustion. Maybe he really does want to break up with her.

"Tell me, Jimin." She looked at me into the eye. "Am I not pretty? And I not hot? Do I have a lot of pimples on my face? Or is it my smile? Does he not like my smile. Is my face just not enough puppy-like?!" She started asking me a bunch of questions. Wha—what am I supposed to say to that?! We hardly met, woman!

"Urm...for all I know is that you are really beautiful." I said in nervousness.

Yeseul's P.O.V.

"I can't wait to watch it with Jimin!" I whispered to myself as I skipped cheerfully towards his house.

I had planned a lot for today. First, we'd connect Netflix to Jimin's laptop and then cuddle in the blankets together, just like how we used to do when we were small. Aah, memories.

I entered Jimin's passcode on the lock of his house's front door and rushed inside. My plan to surprise him was still on top of my list but as soon as I entered the living room, I ended up getting a surprise myself.

Jimin was right there, hugging an unknown older woman, while she was crying in his arms.

What the hell?