Minhee's POV

"Excuse me but can you please hurry up. I'm so sorry but i am very late for something." I told the the staff as I was tapping the counter with your finger rather impatiently.

"He is so going to kill me." I thought to myself.

Just then the staff handed the coffee and bagel she ordered. (the staff forgot to give her change but Minhee wasn't aware of it. 

         As soon as the coffee touches her hand she ran to the park where he was already waiting there at his usual spot. Sitting with his legs crossed under a tree playing his guitar.(which he even named for god's sake)

"Park Jimin. Your food. Can't you at least give me money to buy your food? Or just buy th-."

"Kim Minhee. You're late. AGAIN."

"Well then just buy your own food yourself you jerk." 

"Shut up" he ordered as he took a sip on the caramel latte.

         I frowned at him. I know he noticed my face but decides to ignores it. As always. 'Why am I even on such a jerk. Probably the worst jerk in all of human history? He won't even be nice to you yet you treat him like a king. Have you gone crazy Kim Minhee?" She mumbled to herself as she took a bite on the bagel he handed to her.

"Sing me a song." I ordered to The Eating Jimin. He agreed but i had to wait him finish the food first. To him, its food before friends. He started singing Miss Right.

You’re my Miss Right, Miss Right
If I lose you, it’s a miss, right? Miss Right? (All Right)
You’re my Miss Right, Miss Right
Girl you want my kiss, right? Miss Right (All Right)

Your y mind and your y body
You were even born with y brain wrinkles
Just in jeans, a white tee and converse high tops
That makes me wanna party on your body
At the end of of your long, shiny hair, your gentle hips sing
You’re like a forest, shining inside the city
With that unrealistic body, you embrace my reality
And I want you to be really really real for me
Sometimes like my mom, sometimes you’re my energy
I’m an honest guy
I’m so nice on the outside that my enemies can’t stop being honest
You’re so different from the normal people outside
That’s why you’re called the ideal type1
Yeah, when I think of you, my heart grows cold
You’re my winter ocean, I want to walk on you/strip you2

Yes you’re my only girl, you’re the best
I want to know about your day, I want to become your sighs
Yes you’re my only girl, you’re the best
You’re someone who only exists in the movies
Even the weather is good, I think I’m perfect with you
Wanna walk together? Wanna walk together?
Even the weather