"Everything?" I smirked.

"Yes everything, do I have to repeat myself?" He was a completely red and stammering mess. Very cute.

"Good to know. I finally know the reason for your orange hair." I grin and take a seat next to him.

"Are you going to tell me why you dyed your hair mint green then?"

"I guess that makes it fair. It was a dare. So I did it."

"That's it?"

"That's it."

"Wow..."

"My friends chose mint green because they thought it was a girly color. Turns out it looks great on me."

"Couldn't argue with that statement." He mumbled.

"I didn't know you were into art." I said, taking a look at all the paintings on his walls.

"There's a lot of things you don't know about me that you'll just have to find out."

"Is that a challenge?" I smiled smugly, staring at him directly in the eyes.

"I-I guess so." He stuttered and turned away.

"Why do you do that?"

"Do what?"

"Look away when I talk to you." My smile turned into a frown.

"I'm sorry?" He turned back to me.

"Nevermind." I sighed and looked at his walls again.

"Are you an artist yourself?"

"Pfft, no, I wish. I just like art. All the expression and detail, I can really relate to all of these pieces in one way or another. Whether it be a tortured soul or a sunny sky, I'm all around." He seemed to be off in his own world. I guess art really was a passion of his. "Actually Jungkook drew some of them." He chuckled.

"Really?" He nodded. "That's cool."

"Yeah."

"So did you pick out your clothes or-"

"No. I was too busy eavesdropping." He blushed.

"Well then allow me to help."

"Sure."

I went over to his drawers and asked him which one the jeans were in. I opened it and looked for the pairs that would make his ass look really good- not like his ass didn't look good already but anything that accentuates it is fine by me, it wasn't like anyone else could see him anyway. He owned a pair of leather pants and you already know that was one of my choices. I passed him the selections and then moved on to shirts.

"What do you keep in your closet?" I asked, since all of his clothes seemed to be in his drawers. I opened his shirt drawer and picked out a ton of shirts I thought he would look good in. It had to match the pants- you can't just have your bottom half looking amazing and leave your top half hanging.

"Jackets, shoes, beanies, other random things of mine."

I open his closet and instantly pull out a leather jacket. I then take out some sweaters and beanies and a couple pairs of shoes.

"You have a nice taste in clothing." I nod in approval.

"Thanks..."

"Though I don't mind seeing you in my clothes." I winked.

"I hate you."

"Keep telling yourself that."

"I will."

"Is there anything else you need?"

"Yes but I'll get it myself." He pushed me away from his clothing area and went through his drawer for underwear I assumed. I threw all the clothes I picked out into a bag he had set out while I was doing so. He dumped his small pile in it afterwards.

"We should get going." I say looking outside. It was only 3pm but I didn't want it to start getting dark on us out in the woods.

"Alright, then, let's go." Jimin agreed and slung his bag onto his shoulder. Hopefully it disappeared with him quickly because I don't know how his mother would feel about a floating bag. We head downstairs and I go into the kitchen to find Mrs. Park. I spot her washing dishes.

"Uhm. I'm leaving now, it was nice to meet you Mrs. Park." I cleared my throat.

"Okay sweetie, let yourself out through the front. It was a pleasure meeting you too." She smiled brightly. It reminded me much of Jimin's smile. I waved goodbye and left the house, shutting the door softly behind me.

"To the wilderness we go!" Jimin cheered as he walked down the sidewalk ahead of me. I laughed and shook my head.

"You're a weird one."

"Got a problem?" He asked looking back at me.

"Actually, yes."

"Then fix it." He grinned then faced forward again. I rolled my eyes and we stayed quiet for a bit.

"Is your bag heavy?" I wonder suddenly. I didn't want him to struggle carrying it if it was.

"No, I'm fine. Thanks for your concern."

"Mhm."

We arrive at the woods not too long after and start making our way through the rough path to get to my special spot.

"Anything coming back to you?" I question him.

"Nope, just the usual thoughts of not trying to make noise when I foll- I mean-" I start laughing.

"It's okay Jimin. I know." He didn't reply and we continued walking in silence.

"Just a little farther, right?" He asked me. I nodded.

"It's just up ahead."

It seemed like we had been walking the path for a long time but it was only actually 20 or so minutes.

"I see the lake!" Jimin sprinted ahead of me and dashed towards the lake. I couldn't hide my smile. I would've run to catch up with him but I was too lazy, so I settled for walking a bit faster. Once I had got to him, I noticed that he seemed to be in a daze.

"Hey, you there? Earth to Jimin. Do you remember something?" I ask worriedly.

"Hm? Oh... It just, I feel like I was here, you know, that night."

We were in an open space, the trees having grown in a big circle around us with an opening that led to the lake.

"Do you think... Do you think you were killed here?" I bit my lip. "Because I swear to god Jimin, I'll kill you again, I don't want bad spirits in my place."

"No, no. It's more of a good feeling. Hey, when's the last time you came here?" My eyes widened at the realization.

"I think it was the Saturday you went missing."

"What time?"

"I fell asleep. It was already 8 when I woke up so I rushed home." I had forgotten all about that.

"I was here. I was definitely here." He nodded, sure of himself.

"Well we have a lead to where you might've been that night."

"I don't think I was killed here. No. Maybe afterwards. I remember coming here hoping that maybe I'd see you, that maybe seeing you would calm me down. I don't know what happened after that."

"You have it bad for me don'tcha." I teased.

"Yoongi!" He hit my arm.

"Ow, okay, okay I'm sorry. Not the right time for jokes, sorry." I sighed and looked up at the sky before looking back at him.

"Well you aren't wrong..." He turned bright red and covered his face with his hands.

"Are you confessing to me Jiminie~" I grinned and took his hands off of his face. He shut his eyes. "Hey, look at me."

"No."

"And why not."

"I'm afraid that if I do, I'll disappear."

"You're not going anywhere until we find that body now, okay?" He slowly opened his eyes and nodded, pouting a bit. "You never answered me."

"What?"

"Are you confessing?"

"I..."

"Hmm?"

"I really like you Yoongi."

"I know." I chuckled. Jimin didn't know what to say, he just avoided looking into my eyes.

"So..." He tried to change the subject but I wasn't going to let him.

"No, no, we're staying on this topic. I actually really want to hear all about it."

"Yoongi..." He sighed, he seemed nervous.

"No seriously, how'd you even come to like a potato like myself? Oh wait, I'm pretty cool, so it's understandable."

"I just..."

"I'm all ears. I want to hear it all Jimin."

"I don't know." He bit his lip, still avoiding my gaze.

"It's okay. I'm sorry. Just getting you to say it yourself is enough for me for now."

"What?"

"Oh what the hell." I shrug. "I kind of like you too Park Jimin." I smirked as he finally looked me in the eyes.

"What?" He repeated, completely dumbstruck.

"How could I not? I'm just realizing it myself actually. And, I don't hate the feeling." I really didn't. It wasn't a bad feeling at all. Sure, Jimin was really annoying and cheerful and nervous and just stupid half the time. But I guess that's what caused me to actually pay attention to him more. I realize now even more of what a great person he actually is.

"I-"

"Yeah, fuck it, I like you Jimin. That's how I feel." I grinned. Jimin's smiled my favorite Jimin smile and I couldn't help myself when I started leaning in to kiss him. He didn't pull away, so I kept on inching closer and closer.

Our lips had just barely brushed when my cellphone went off. Jimin and I quickly jumped back from each other and I groaned, rushing to take the phone out of my pocket. It was Hoseok. I answered the call.

"Hello?" If I sounded as disappointed as I felt then it was definitely noticeable.

"You okay dude?"

"Just tired, what do you want?"

"Rude, what have you been doing? You've been completely blowing us off these past few days. Listen. You have no choice. You're coming over to my house tonight. Namjoon and Jin are here too. Bye."

"But-" Hoseok hung up the phone.

"Guess we're going to Hoseok's tonight then." I sigh, looking at a very embarrassed Jimin. He was so cute.

"O-okay."

"We'll stay here a bit longer though." I smiled and went to sit in front of the lake, expecting him to follow me.

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Omf
I made myself fangirl tbh