"Would you like to come on a date with me ?"

My eyes went wide as dryness reached my mouth yet again. I was so confused at the moment and my ears were definitely not helping to be able to process the words correctly.

Me ? Is there someone else standing behind me ? Maybe he is talking to the walls or something...

"Y/N ?" His voice chanted in attempts to bring the soul of mine back to present. Trying to wake me up from my situation of confusion which wasn't happening soon.

"You are scaring me. Are you okay?" The figure standing on the doorway paved his way inside as concern flashed through his doe-shaped eyes.

He raised his hands and pressed the back of it on my forehead in a childish way. Probably attempting to check if I got a fever or something.

But he was close. Really close. The relaxation and contraction of the cardiac muscles present inside my chest was so strong that it could break out of the ribcage at any passing second.

After another moment or so, he went back and I could finally push out the carbon dioxide from my lungs.

"Y/N!" A high pitched scream left the young man's mouth as he whined cringingly.

"I-uh don't kn-know..." Somehow my mouth managed to spill out. Only after saying these words, I realised what had I actually said.

No no No no No.

"Not like an actual date..." He said scratching the nape of his neck "...maybe more of like a professional dinner. You know, getting to know each other better..."

"A professional dinner ?" I attempted to give away a neutral expression. "You are paying ?" The words left my mouth unconsciously because It really was a thing to be concerned about.

"Of course. Since you and I will be working closely, perhaps you'd like to join me. If you are not busy that is ?" He flashed his million-dollar smile. His glistening teeth seemed as if smooth crystals of ice were embedded in his jaws.

"I will come!" I finally said with the least bit of courage left. He bowed happily before turning on his heels.

"Wait, at what time and where--" The words left dangling through my mouth as he escaped the office at a rather faster pace.

A sigh left my mouth as I started thinking about the 'professional dinner' taking place ahead.

•

23:04:32. The numbers written on the digital clock and Jimin hasn't shown up yet.

Was I daydreaming ?

Every passing second of the last few hours had been killing me. This dinner thing was really getting me all freaked out because hot guys never ask me out.

And that's the reason I really wanted this first and perhaps the last time to go smoothly. But in my dictionary, Y/N and smooth are the two precious words which can never exist together.

The first thing which came to my mind was my casual dress-up. He did say that it was supposed to be professional but a little make up wouldn't hurt.

I also didn't change my clothes in the hope that he won't do the same. It was me who he was going out with after all.

Secondly, he for sure was going to pick a super-rich ass French or Italian dining restaurant. Since my brain actually processes some productive shit, I learned the names of a few delicious dishes which would not result embarrassment later. I guess.

Ting.

A swift text notification sound aroused from my phone. I swiped my fingers towards the message box.

The text which I was hoping to be Jimin's call for my arrival turned out to be one of those stupid network company ones never failing to disturb as it went.

I sighed relentlessly as the clock was ticking. It was getting late.

Maybe he won't show up ?

My once rushed excitement was slowly fading away. I was tapping my high heels anxiously when the knocks came in.

Knock. Knock. Knock.

Yup, this is it. This is how I die again.

I took a deep breath convincing myself not to pass out. And pressed the cold handlebar rotating it only to find the most attractive person alive on earth standing before my very eyes.

Wait a sec, is he weari-What the heck ?!?! My eyes quickly checked him out from head to toe as my breath got hitched. Jimin was looking so good than what I'd thought he'd be capable of.

A deep-necked black satin shirt hung loose from his shoulders making his collar bones ever so prominent. A sky blue denim jeans hugged his strong legs tightly as the ripped texture made his milky thighs shine through. His blonde hair were pushed back perfectly exposing his bright forehead.

Along with a smooth and sly expression planted on his face, the eyeliner brushed along the corners of his tiny eyes provided a bigger perspective to the small structure. The cherry flavoured lip gloss splashed along the plump lips made the flesh look delightful not to mention delicious.

A bouquet of white lilies dangling under the grip of his left hand adorned with many rings.

His angelic appearance of the daylight was definitely nothing to the one compared seen in nightfall. I stood frozen while a devilish smirk adorned his features.

"Hey, baby girl~" Jimin's usual cheerful voice had now transformed into a more husky one as his tongue poked the inside of his cheek.

And I thought we were going to have a 'professional dinner'...

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Short chap :)

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