pair: jimin x you

I look at myself from the reflection of my mirror. Checking my makeup one more time to make sure everything is perfect. After feeling sure there’s nothing wrong anymore. I lock my apartment door and get inside the elevator, going down to where Jimin is waiting for me.

I offer a smile when our eyes meet. He mirrors my expression. Jimin is looking as dashing as ever with his pale blue shirt is tucked inside his slim black pants, leaning against his car. I swallow my own saliva, aware his eyes scanning me from head to toe. His dark gaze is enough making me melt like hot chocolate. I clear my throat to get his attention. They back to my face in a snap. His face changes into the cute man who has cute smile like how I see him at first. All the darkness and iness that were oozing out a second ago are forgotten.

“Beautiful,” he whispers, brushing his lips against my temple. He opens the passenger door, waiting for me to get in before softly slams it close. In less than a minute, he slips inside the driver seat and is beside me.

“Can you tell me where we’re going?” I ask, raising one of my eyebrows at him. He merely chuckles, starting the engine. I exhale, feeling a bit annoyed because I have been asking him the question since this morning. But he won’t let me know anything.

The engine roars to life and the car starts moving. One hand on the steering wheel, the other rests on my knee. Thumb rubbing soothingly against my skin. “It’s a surprise,” is his response since this morning too.

I click my tongue at him. My annoyance is his entertainment as he dares to smirk at me. Eventually, I let it go. My hand comes to place itself on top of Jimin’s. Then, he turns his hand over and palm against palm, his fingers interlocking with mine. He drives in silence. I start to talk a little whenever things pop inside my mind. He listens, hums, or joins in if he feels to. Once or twice, he would bring our int