You heard Jimin's door slam so abruptly.

You heard Jungkook's footsteps stomping across the hallway floor.

When you got to Jimin's room and looked into his eyes, your heart dropped to your stomach.

He looked like he had just seen a ghost.

The car ride is somewhat silent as you head to the breakfast diner Jimin wanted to take you too, his eyes are fixed on nothing but the road.

What did Jungkook say to him?

"So...where is it we're going exactly?"

"Ah...you just wait. It's pretty awesome."

You can still hear a light quiver in his voice, so you reach over and grab his hand softly, trying to bring him comfort.

I hope he's okay..

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"We're here."

You look up at the old building in front of you, still made out of old bricks to hold on to the vintage demeanor.

"Wow...this is so cool!"

You watch Jimin's smile tenderly spread across his soft cheeks, his fingers still intertwined with yours.

"They have the best pancakes."

"Really?!"

"I know you love Jin Hyung's pancakes so much...so I wanted to get some at a restaurant with you."

He's so sweet...

When you both enter the diner, a woman wearing a light blue dress and a white apron greets you.

"Jimin!"

"Hello Evelyn."

He knows her?

"Ahh so this must be the girl I heard all about!"

Wait...what?

You watch Jimin's face light up red as he shifts softly, whining.

"Yah! But.....yes....it is..."

He talked about me to this woman?

The woman leads you both to a booth in the very back on the small place, you look down on the table and see a small gold plaque."

"Jimin's Booth."

"I came here all the time when I was younger...so they gave me a booth all to myself to eat at."

"Wow....that is so cool!"

You sit down across from Jimin and look around, the vintage touch making you feel like you're back at home.

"So...you know that woman?"

"Mhm. After my mom left the first time, I ran away from home and sat on the sidewalk crying. She came up to me with a piece of cake and offered it to me, then brought me here to the diner and I got to meet everyone."

Wow...all this time...I thought Jimin was rude and arrogant...but it turns out he's just like me...

Looking across the table at the ebony haired boy in front of you, a smile plays tenderly across your face.

Who knew....

"Alright Jimin, your usual?"

Jimin looks up at Evelyn and sighs, shaking his head softly.

"U-um...just a salad..."

"Salad?"

You scrunch your nose and shake your head.

"Why do you want salad?"

"U-um....idk....I need to lose weight..."

Did...did he just say he needs to lose weight?

You frown and look up at the woman, grabbing Jimin's menu and handing then to her.

"He'll have his usual and I'll have whatever that is as well."

The woman smiles and gives Jimin a wink as she walk away.

"Jimin..you don't need to lose weight."

You watch his face blush softly and look down at his legs.

"Well I mean-"

"I like how you look."

You feel your own face ignite red at the sudden words, you didn't expect that to come out of your mouth.

"You...you do?"

You look at Jimin with a tender smile and nod, he looks so precious right now, his dark hair softly dusting around his face, his eyes slightly widened as he stares at you with a look of desperation.

Why is he feeling so bad about himself?...

Is it Jungkook?

Did he say something?

"Jimin...I...I like that you eat normally...and stuff..."

UGH.

I'm so bad at this.

You feel Jimin reach over and grab your hand, tenderly intertwining your fingers and staring into your eyes.

"Thank you, Y/N."

You feel yourself smile as you look at him, giving a soft nod.

"You're welcome Jimin."

He shifts in his seat and smiles at you, sipping a drink of his soda.

He's...so cute...

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"Holy....Crap."

You stare at the pile of pancakes in front of you, caramel syrup slathered on the thick fluffy pancakes along with a pile of whipped cream.

"Wah...this is going to be so good."

You look up at Jimin who looks like a child in a candy store, his eyes glimmering brightly.

"This is a ton of food!"

You see a smirk play across his face, he picks up his fork and chuckles softly.

"What's wrong Sweetheart, too mucj food for you?"

Oh this bish.

"You're on Chim."

"Chim?"

"Yeah like...Jimin, Chimin, Chimchim."

"Chimchim....I like that...call me that!"

"No way."

"Fine, if I can eat my pancakes before you, then you have to call me ChimChim forever."

"Forever?! No way!!"

"What's wrong? Scared You're gonna looooose?"

He's playing me.

"Fine, but if I win....hmm....you have to wear a dress to practice!"

"Say what now?"

"Yeah! A pink sparkly dress all through practice."

Jimin smiles and leans forward, his eyes now dark with mischief as he extends his hand out towards you.

"You have a deal Sweetheart."

Sweetheart...you have no idea how much I like that nickname....

You blush hard and try not to lwt his words weaken you, you have to win this time, Jimin in a pink dress is needed.

Prepare yourself stomach...we have to prove a point...we must beat Chimchim.

Ugh.

Jimin.

Why am I calling him that already.

With blushing cheeks, you pick up your fork and swallow hard, knowing you're going to be hurting so badly later.

Stomach ache here I come...

"Ready?"

"Ready!"

"Alright, Ready, Set."

Aigoo.

"Go."

(A/N): DOUBLE UPDATE BECAUSE I LOVE MA BBYS.

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MY LOVELY READERS.

I LOVE YOU ALL AND THE LOVE YOU GIVE MY STORIES.

IT MEANS SAH MUCH TO MEH.