MINA'S POV

Someone knocked on my office and opened the door. Minhyun. He sighed and walked towards me, but it's a bit odd not to see Jimin behind him. "Where's Jimin?" I asked.

He stretched out his arms and back, "Ugh, 14 hours in the plane is so exhausting!" He yawned and sat on the visitor's chair.

"Hey, where is Jimin?" I asked him as I close my browsers in my laptop. I've been waiting for them for 14 hours and he won't even show up? What the fuck!

"He's using the men's loom, okay? You should keep your small tits calm." I glared at him and gave him my middle finger, but he just laughed at me. Fuck you, Hwang Minhyun. He did not say anything anymore, so we waited for Jimin to finish his business.

After a while, he came with a sober face and messy clothes. "Where did you go? To the strip club?" I asked him, but he just sighed and rubbed his hands against his face. He did not answer me and it irritated me, but I think he's just scared of how I'm acting right now. Well, who wouldn't be annoyed if his ex-girlfriend kissed someone else's fiancé?

I stood up and frustratingly stood in front of him. He looked at me, but he kept his head downcast. "Hwang Minhyun, please give us some space."

"All right." Minhyun stood up from his seat and closed the door for our privacy.

"Jimin." I called him seriously.

"Mina, I did not initiated the kiss--"

"I know." I cupped his face and reviewed it. He's got stubbles now and his facial hair is growing slowly again. "Shave up." I patted his cheek and turned my back on him until I reached my swivel chair. He looked at me with a confused look. Damn, can't he just be grateful that I'm not mad at him? "If you think that I'm mad for the kissing incident you had with Sana, I am not."

"Why?" He asked. "Why did you follow me?"

"I don't want any leeches around my fiancé." He did not reply anymore. "Shave your growing beard, Noodle Boy."

He chuckled, "You're really unpredictable." He turned his back on me and opened the door, so he can give me time to continue my work again. "Hey," I faced him.

He smirked, "I love you."

"Okay."

*

I saw Jimin scrolling through his phone when I opened my room's door. He stood up and started fixing my bed because he knows that he messed it up. "Sorry for messing your bed." He scratched his nape and went to me. "What do you want for dinner? I made some spicy rice cakes because I know that you're missing Korean food."

"You dyed your hair silver?" I asked.

"Yeah, earlier." He nodded. "I'm not your Noodle Boy anymore."

"Yeah, you look like a steel wool." He made a straight face. He must've thought that I'm jesting, but I'm not. I'm just describing what he looks like right now. He held my wrist, but he immediately let go of it when I looked at him. "A-Ah, sorry." He apologized.

"It's fine."

"Let's go. You will surely like my tteokbokki this time." He smiled and led me to the kitchen. Tiffany unnie is not home because she's with Buck oppa. They're on vacation. They most probably went to Thailand since that's where Buck oppa lives.

Jimin prepared the food for me and he even has these chopsticks which impressed me slightly. He watched me eat the food he made, but I did not make any expressions while eating, so he won't actually read me. "How was it?" He asked cheerfully.

"Amazing." I answered monotonically.

"You sound unimpressed."

"No, it's really good." I told him. "The last dish that you made that I ate was your sushi."

"Right."

*

I was getting ready to bed when I noticed Jimin preparing his bed on the couch. He has a several pillows and a think blanket to cover him in the cold.

"Are you sleeping there?" I asked him.

"Yep," he nodded and started switching channels. "I'm watching TV, too."

"Are you sure?" I asked once again.

"Yes." He nodded again.

"You're not going to sleep in my room?" He usually sleeps inside my room even though he's staying on the floor. He said that it's the perfect way to be closer. Stupid way, right?

"Well, Tiffany noona is not here, so I--"

"You sure?"

"Fuck yeah, I'll sleep in your room." He turned the TV off and took the blanket and pillows with him as he marches towards my room. He started fixing his bed on the floor as soon as he walked in.

My eyebrows crossed, "Who said that you're staying there?" I asked him and he looked more confused.

"Uhh, we've been always like this eversince I moved here."

"But no one told you to sleep on the floor." I scoffed. "Sleep on the bed." I turned my back on him and went to the terrace to close the doors, but I felt his warm hug against my back which made me petrify.

"Thank you, thank you!" He repeated with a joyful tone. I held his arms, "Oh, I'm s-sorry--"

"Let's stay like this." I interlocked my fingers with him and I know it shocked him, but I don't care. I'm not doing this because I'm not mad at him anymore. It's just that, no matter how much I try to deny that I miss him, it's still no use because I do miss him. Atleast for a little bit.

"Are you sure you're in your right mind?" He asked, so I chuckled. His breath against my ears warms my whole body.

"Yes," I nodded and watched the nightscape. The view on my terrace is quite amazing because it satisfies my soul. "I'm frank, am I right?"

"The most frank person I've known." He laughed.

"I missed you." I told him and I know that he was startled because his muscles stiffened. "And I'm serious."

"Love me later?" He asked.

"Not later."

"Then when?"

"Soon, perhaps?"

*

My relationship with Jimin is just getting better and better. It's a good feeling that I don't have any hatred for him anymore.

Mistakes were made. Apologies were said. Forgiveness was given.

Maybe this is our fate. Struggles were given to us to have a stronger relationship and soon, I know, that I'll be falling in love with him all over again.

"Mine~" Jimin called, so I looked at him and chuckled.

"How many times have I asked you to change our endearment?" He laughed. He wants our endearment to be "mine" and "yours" which is completely cringey. I can't find the sweetness that he's been telling me in those words. It's pure cringe!

"Mine~" He called me so fondly.

"Yours." I said with a low voice, just enough, so he won't hear it.

"How much do you love me, Mine?"

"I don't love you yet, Steel Wool Boy." He again let out a laugh and we continued walking through the baby's clothes section. No, I am not pregnant. We're not even married yet. It's too early for babies. We're picking out clothes for Joshua's baby because he's turning a year old next Saturday.

*

OMNISCIENT

"Dad! Dad!" Minhyuk stormed out to his father's office without any warning. He's holding out papers which he gave to him eventually.

"What's this?" Mr. Park scanned the content of the papers.

"I found out something. Read it." Minhyuk watched his father read the content. The old man's face started to get wrinkled as he's reading each word of the papers that his son reported to him. "We can't be tangled to a family with such background. Jimin should not be married with a prostitute." He placed the papers aside. "Pull the stocks from the Myoui's. This wedding shall not take place."

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tangina ang rupok ni mina HAHAHAHA

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