A Butterfly's Wings | 박지민

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**A/N**

I'm running out of oranged-hair Jimin gifs.

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When I got through drying my hair, I remembered why Jimin had to move into my house in the first place. Reluctantly, I walked over towards his room.

Knock, Chae-Eun. Just knock.

Before I had the courage to knock on the door, I inhaled deeply and exhaled softly.

As I was about to knock, the door suddenly swung open.

Jimin stood there shirtless, with a towel around his neck. His orange hair was all over the place. He wore some string pants that on one side hung below his waist, therefore a Calvin Klein brand peeking out above them.

He's one of those types...huh.

"Need something?" he asked. The sudden question made me realise that I was gawking this guy's underwear.

Holy crap.

"No, not really. I was just about to tell you that we needed to start the project.." I popped. I was surprised I was able to say this without stuttering. Hey, I'm getting better.

"Well, I'm about to go take a shower, can we get to know each other after?" he said whilst running a hand through his hair. That orange makes him look hot.

NO IT DOESN'T

"Sure." I squeaked. 

"Look, I know I'm hot, but can you move out of the doorway? I need to get through." he laughed.

I scoffed at that. "Ha, who said you were hot? You're pretty cocky for a man with tiny hands."

"Says the shortest peanut I've ever seen in my life. I mean really, what are you? 150.6 centimeters?"

"167.6 centimeters you jerk." I spat. Does he really think I'm that short??

He snorted and gently patted my head. I stood there whilst crossing my arms over my chest. "Keep telling yourself that, my little peanut. Now if you would excuse me, can I go take a shower?"

"Whatever you say, your majesty." I said irritatedly. He smirked at that and gestured for me to move. I walked towards the kitchen and went straight to my fridge. I opened it with a tense force, still ticked off about Jimin's comment.

It was empty. There were a few drinks here and there, but nothing to eat.

"Aish," I walked towards my room and got my other knit sweater, for the one I was wearing was wet because of my hair. It's cold but not that cold. It's only fall.

I grabbed my keys and wallet and walked out towards the bathroom door.

"Jimin," I said whilst I knocked. "I'm going to the store. Don't do anything stupid while I'm gone."

The shower stopped. The door whooshed open and steam from inside the bathroom smacked my face. Jimin was naked, well not fully naked. Thankfully, he had a towel around his waist, but that didn't help the fact his chest was bare and dotted with water droplets. His orange hair was wet and stuck to his forehead. I wasn't that close to him, but I could feel his warmth radiating off his skin, which sent shivers down my spine.

My hormones were practically going crazy.

"I'll go with you, just let me get dressed."

"No, it's fi--"