161229 Good for you ft. Park Jimin       Damn, another red light, Jimin cuss out loud as he breaks. Just how many traffic lights do they need on such a short length of road? He was getting frustrated. She’d be clocking off work any minute now and he’s still some three blocks away. Damn these traffic lights. Sighing, he speed dials her number and puts his phone on speaker mode.   “Hello?” She chirps.     “Will you wait in the lobby for a while more?” Anxiety and exasperation is thick in his voice. “I’m almost there.”   “Take your time, drive safely. I’ll be waiting.”   His squirms at the forceful cheerfulness of her tone. She isn’t mad, is she? Finally, the light changes to green and being first in line, he speeds off towards her office building. Jimin is about to call her to come out when he spots her petite figure waiting outside. He frowns as he pulls over right in front of her. Reaching over, he opens her door from the inside.   “I thought I told you to wait inside,” he chides. “It’s cold out.”   She sniffs. “It’s okay. You came quickly, didn’t you?” Her smile brightens the interior of the car and he returns the gesture as he pulls his gear back into drive.   “Where do you want to go for dinner?” He asks, glancing at her through peripheral vision.   “What do you want to eat? I’m not very hungry.”   A traffic light comes up and Jimin sends a quick thanks to the skies for the red light. He turns to look at her. “Did something happen at work?”   She