I'm so glad to be home now. I rushed everyone in the shop to hurry up with the orders so I could hurry up and go home to put Jimin's number in my phone.

I was screaming, "Hustle and bustle. HUSTLE AND BUSTLLLLE!" Pretty sure I'm gonna get fired one day 😂. I mean, but it was important. Wouldn't you want to hurry up and put Jimin's number in your phone if he gave it to you?

I've put it in my phone, but when I was doing it, I realized something. He gave me his number. I didn't give him mine, which means he has to wait until I text him, and I'm so fucking nervous.

What if he doesn't text back? What if he does and I don't know what to say? I know he's a regular human being (yes, I know he's famous, but I still see him as a person like everyone else), but it's who he is that makes me nervous.

He's just so fucking amazing, and I'm scared that I'll say the wrong thing or fangirl too much. What if being myself messes up any chance of being his friend? What if I wait too long to text him and he gets disinterested?

I don't know, maybe I'm being stupid. My hand stretches out towards my phone, but as I'm about to grab it, my hand stops. I can't do it. Not today. I'm way too nervous.

I retract my hand and put both of my hands in my lap, staring at my phone. It's so tempting to text him, but what if I text too soon and he thinks I'm clingy or crazy, or both?

What to do, what to do? I shake my head and sigh, deciding that it's too soon to text him. The worst part about this whole thing is that I can't tell anyone about him giving me his number.

If I did, it would spread like wildfire, surely getting back to Big Hit, and Jimin could get in trouble. I know they've broken rules and leaked stuff, but this could be a major offense.

If Big Hit didn't want ARMY singing a BTS member happy birthday, then they surely wouldn't react well to a BTS member giving out his number to ARMY.

But I can tell someone I met him, and Jungkook. I pick up my phone and call my best friend Tah'keya. Seconds later, a "Hello" rings out through the phone.

"Girl, guess what just happened today at work." I say, enthusiasm filling my fangirling voice. "You got a raise?" "Pssh, please. No, something waaaaaayy better than that. Guess again."

"Uuuumm, you got a new dog?" "No, but if I did, I'd name it Yeontan, cuz V's dog is adorable." She chuckles before responding. "Oo, you got a new car!" She says as if she guessed it right.

"I wish." "Then I don't freakin' know." "Just guess." "Just tell me." "Gueeeeesss." "I'm literally never gonna guess it." "Ugh, fine. You're no fun." "But you love me. So, spill the beans."

"We're gonna need a drum roll for this one." "Okay." We put each other on speaker phone and put down our phones. The sound of us patting our laps fills the room. We do this for three seconds.

"I met Jimin AND Jungkook!" "What? No way!" "Yes way!" We both squeal at the top of our fangirling lungs. "How did this happen?" She says in pure surprised fascination.

"Jimin just walked in. Same for Jungkook. I met him later." "Oh my God, did they talk to you?" "Yes!" I say, my voice laced with excitement. She screams, sounding like she's about to die from fangirling. I scream as well.

"I made Jimin shy. Jimin was shy. By me. Jungkook took a picture with me and he talked to me during my break until it was over." "Oh my god, I have to see it." "Okay!"

I send her the picture. Seconds later, her scream resonates through my room. "I know, right?" I say enthusiastically. "How are you alive right now?" "I don't know, but I'm happy I am. I fainted twice after Jimin left."

"Bruh, if I were you, I would've died. And then descended into Hell, because we both know I'm not going to Heaven." She laughs. I laugh before responding.

"Jungkook actually sat on the counter and talked to me. I'm never wiping that spot again." "What did you guys talk about?" "I basically fangirled, he read me like a book, and we might have...flirted...a little bit."

"What? No fucking way. Bruuuuuh, I don't see how you're still alive." "But think about this: I've seen two BTS members. What if I see more?" "Yeah, good luck with that. That's a once in a lifetime chance."

"I mean, but it happened twice, in the same day." "True..." She says, as if contemplating the odds of me meeting other BTS members.

"Well, that's what I'm hoping for. What if I make them fall in love with me? Do you know how amazing it would be to marry all seven of them?"

"I know we're dedicated fangirls, but now you're off your rockers." "Let me dream, geesh." We both chuckle before her voice resonates again.

"Well, I gotta go. See ya on the flip side." "See ya." We hang up. I flop down on my bed, contemplating texting him.

Now, I know what I said, but talking about meeting him and Jungkook made me wanna text him. Fuck it, I'm goin' for it. I'm going in. I go to my contacts and scroll until I see 'Husband'. I press it and shoot him a text.

Me: Hi. This is the girl from the coffee shop. I just wanted to text to make sure you had my number, since I realized you didn't

I sigh. I just made a bold move. I toss my phone onto the bed, getting up to make me some food. I make it halfway across the room when I hear my notification sound for my texts. I run, and my body shoots through the air, landing on my bed.

Grasping for my phone like I'm trying to prevent it from dropping on the floor, I look at the screen. He immediately texted me back. Eeeeeeeeee!

Husband: aaahh you're right thanks gorgeous now i get to text you 😄

Jimin is so fucking adorable, I'm gonna explode.

Me: oh its no problem *passes out because you actually texted me back*

Too much?

Husband: 😄😄youre so funny i like when people make me laugh

Me: thanks its kinda my thang *pops collar*

Husband: i think im gonna text you more often 😄

I get up and do a victory dance. I am really workin' the charm here.

Me: djsjxjdhajsjdhdhsh

Me: sorry thats just my UWU machine breaking its always malfunctioning

Husband: you're too cute 😍

Me: o_o *dies from excitement*

Husband: i wish i wouldve met you sooner

Me: whaaaaaaaat

Me: so yeah I'm just gonna die now thanks for being the death of me *flies up to heaven knowing that i talked to my bias*

Husband: i like your humor its making me want to talk to you more 😉

Uuh, I'm sorry, did he just send a winky face? What do I do? What do I do? I think to myself, panicked as fuck.

Me: *blushes until i turn as red as a tomato and explode*

Husband: i find you very...sexy

I think I might actually pass out. Jimin just called me sexy. Jimin just called me sexy. I think to myself as I frantically fan myself.

Jimin's gonna have to get fucked one of these days. Oooo, we can play "Serendipity" in the background when it happens.

Me: omg thank you any sexiness i could possibly have does not begin to compare to yours

Husband: youre making me blush

Omg, I made him blush.

Me: 😄 is that a bad thing

Husband: oh trust me its very good 😉

He did it again. He sent a winky face AGAIN! It's official. My fate is sealed. I'm gonna die, and it's aaaaaaaaaaall because of Park Jimin.

Husband: well hey i gotta go but ill talk to you soon bye sexy

Me: bye oppa

I squeal as I run in place, my hands over my cheeks.