"damn, i never thought annie would come of such great help." you shook your head in disbelief as your head rested on the bedrest while talking to your dad, your eyes puffy and hair disheveled from the night's sleep.

"ayy, she has been your friend since long! how could she not do this?" he laughed while sitting at the edge of your bed.

a knock interrupted you two and your attention was on the door as you two looked at each other for a while before your dad waved his hand.

"its probably your mom with your coffee," he shrugged it off. but the confusion still stayed inside you as you knew your mom never knocked on your door.

"i'll check," he said after sighing.

your dad went to open the door to reveal an unexpected visitor standing by before your room. dressed in a hoodie with sweater paws stood jimin, with a confident smile that soon changed to a nervous cough once he saw your dad.

"g-good morning, sir," he greeted him as he bowed with a hesitant laugh.

"oh jimin! its so good to see you!" he exclaimed as he opened the door more to let him in. "i'll leave you both here," he laughed before whispering a 'take care of my daughter' and walking out of the room.

once you two were left alone, he entered further into your room as you coughed and struggled shuffling out of your bed. a small giggle left his mouth once he saw you in disheveled hair and puffy cheeks.

"what?" you grumbled with your head facing downwards as you stood from your bed.

without saying a word, he stepped closer and closer to you until you had to look (a little bit) up to face him. his eyes never left you for the whole time. then the eyes that once stared at you in awe, formed small crescents as he let his hands run through your disheveled hair and giggled.

"you look cute," he smiled, his eyes still looking like two crescent moons.

not his eye smile again.

you thought as you gulped and took a step back for 'safety'.

"why are you here?" you grumbled again while staring at the floor with your cheeks as red as a tomato.

"uhh-- i came to see taehyung since we planned to hang out today but he's still asleep so i thought of checking up on you," he said with pursed lips.

you rolled your eyes, "then take a seat on the bed. i'll be right back after freshing up," you said as you walked past him to the door but looked back at him once again with hawk eyes.

"ᵈᵒⁿ'ᵗ ʸᵒᵘ ᵈᵃʳᵉ ᵍᵒ ᵗʰʳᵒᵘᵍʰ ᵐʸ ᵗʰᶦⁿᵍˢ." you warned before running out of the room to which he obviously didn't hear what you 'murmured'.

once you were gone, he made himself comfortable on your bed which he found funny because of its fluffiness that sunk to his weight.

the room wasn't messy yet not clean either. the bedsheets were left unmade while several dresses were piled up on the couch and the study desk was filled with textbooks you studied along with annie everyday in a video calling session.

he found himself going through the study desk, turning pages out of boredom and giggling at the doodles you made at the back of the notes. while going through those, he found a black scrapbook among them.

at a first glance, it looked like one of those textbooks he was looking at. but the more he stared at it, the more it looked strange. as if it was made out of delicate touches, pure love and longing for someone.

cautiously, he opened the first page of the book, shock taking over him once he saw the polaroids that had a guy; the same guy in every polaroids. a slim boy with raven mullet hair, cheery personality and jimin had to agree that he looked taller than him. by and by as he flipped down the pages, the things that you said to him, fit like a puzzle.

once he reached the last page, the door clicked open as you entered but froze when you saw what he had in his hands.

"is this him? the one for whom you're like this?"

a/n:- any guesses? the him will be revealed in the next chapter so~

hint: he isn't taehyung ;)