Stalker || myg + pjm [Completed☑️]

Chapter 18

The beat of music was echoing around the studio. Jimin and Jhope were working really hard to teach the juniors. They were already sweaty by one hour exercising nonstop, yet haven't stopped even for a minute to rest. The shorter was actually pitying the juniors, they looked so exhausted and weary but still trying their best practicing the moves. However, the competition will be next Saturday and Hoseok couldn't help but to extend the practicing time. He went stricter in the studio, unlikely as what he's as usual.

After another three looping music, Hoseok finally let them to have their lunch break for an hour. Soon enough, everyone who have been starving rushed out the studio room, including Jimin who only had instant noodle for his breakfast thanks to Taehyung and Jungkook.

But it seems like luck was not in his side that morning. His favourite café located not far the studio was closed due to some renovations. The blonde have no choice except to drive his car,in a starving condition.

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And here he was. He didn't intend to disturb Jin and Namjoon inside, yet he couldn't bare driving further more. The bell rang signalling someone's entering. Jin was ready to greet the customer, that turned out to be Jimin.

"Isn't studio far from here?" Jin asked with a questioning eyebrow.

"Yea, kind of," Jimin sighed, "the goddamn café is closed."

Namjoon laughed, hearing him cursed,"I thought you always had lunch there."
"And that doesn't mean I like it there," the younger casually answered, as his eyes were already in the menu board.

"Alright Jim, since your time is limited, I'm gonna make you some food real fast.
What would you like for your lunch, Sir?" Jin spoke, ending his question politely as if he was handling a customer's order, making Jimin giggled.
"Anything would be fine."

It was lunch hour and the café was almost full. Luckily there's one last free seat in the corner and that was the last choice he had. Jimin immediately went straight there and sit,taking his phone out. He sighed, checking the time on his phone. At least he still have more than thirty minutes to enjoy his lunch and drive back.

Jin was walking out from the café kitchen, serving the food in his hand for Jimin.
"You can go if your time is limited,we're not going to disturb your lunch," the older said,"its on Namjoon tho."

"Well," Jimin scratched the back of his head," I didn't expect that," he said. "Thanks Hyung!" He shouted again, which was only responded by a nodd by Jin.

Jimin was starting to enjoy his food when he heard someone in front him was asking if the seat was free. He nodded and continue to eat, paying no attention to whoever the person was.

"Are you in a hurry?" The man who have already been sitting in front Jimin asked,as he'd like to start a conversation with him. Jimin nodded once again, but finally looked up who's the person he's talking to.

The young man - probably in the age of 20s  smiled nervously, hands fidgeting as he waited for more of Jimin's respond. But Jimin looked uninterested and continued to eat, checking the time left he had from his phone. "I'm sorry if I bothered you," the brown-hair man muttered, looking down. The sudden apology made Jimin felt that he was too harsh and cold. "I didn't mean to be harsh I'm sorry. I just- yea I'm kinda in a rush," he explained, realizing that was not his usual behaviour.

"No its fine. I'm the one who should be apologizing," the man said, head still looking down. Jimin chuckled, he didn't expect him to be that cute,  "how old are you?", the blonde asked, picking the most common question a person would ask.

"I'm 21," the infact-younger man answered. "Great," chewing on his food, Jimin replied,"I'm 22."
"Then you're a Hyung then," the man said with a smile, happy that Jimin was willing to talk to him.
The blonde blushed. He's seldomly called respectfully as a Hyung beside from Jungkook, who purposely added somekind of "shortie" or else to make it more "respectful".

"You can just call me by the name. I'm Jimin. Park Jimin," he muttered, still blushing.

"I'm Han Yeobin," he exclaimed with a wider smile. Jimin nodded, smiling back. After a short self-introducing, it was dead silence. The older had finished his food and he thought there's no point to stay longer or he'll be late.
He stepped out, glancing on Yeobin,"Nice to meet you," he said awkwardly.
"Nice to meet you too,Hyung," Yeobin replied.

Just when Jimin was ready to leave, he heard the younger called him once again.
"Can I perhaps- have y-your phone number?" He asked,handing his phone shyly. The blonde couldn't help but giggled,Yeobin was really a cute one comparing to men at his age.

"Why not?"

Jimin walked out of the cáfe smiling. Well, he didn't need a specific reason to be happy. But seconds later his phone buzzed, tooking him away from his train of thoughts. He was thinking if it was from Yeobin who just added him, but hell no he was wrong.

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Message from Creepy Guy:
- did you just gave your phone number to a stranger?

Stfu I dunno why I'm still writtin dis nonsense shit 🌚