Jimin's POV

   I walk through the door, and immediately get a tongue lashing from Jin hyung.  "Where the heck have you been?!"  I close my eyes and sigh.  "I was just out,"  I open my eyes again.  "Look, I'm safe.  That's all that matters." 

"You missed breakfast!  I didn't know if you were hurt or not."  I roll my eyes.  "Ok, appa,"  I say with sarcasm.  "You know what, no.  Dads don't even act like this.  Ok, eomma."  His tone and expression soften. 

"I'm sorry, Jimin.  You know I have to keep all my ducks in a row."  "It's ok, Jin hyung."  I smile.  "Do you want some lunch?"  He says with a brow raised.  "Sorry, I already ate."  He frowns.  "Ok."  He walks away, and I go to my room.

V's POV

I think I want a donut and some nice hot chocolate to go with it.  I go to this cute little coffee shop called Sip 'n Sweets, unexpectedly seeing a familiar pretty face.

"Taehyung, hi."  Shiranda cheerfully greets me from behind the counter.  Speaking of hot chocolate.  It's weird seeing her in a uniform when I know how she looks when she's dressed sexily.

I pull down my mask as I stop in front of the counter.  "How'd you know it was me?"  She puts her hand on her hip, shifting her weight on one leg, a smirk on her face.  "Taehyung, I know your eyes.  I'm ARMY.  You can't fool me."  I laugh, exposing my boxy smile.

"I didn't know you work here."  I say, looking her up and down, observing her uniform.  "Yup, sure do."  Even though she's wearing a uniform, her curves are evident.  I wonder what she looks like without that uniform on...

"What would you like to order?"  You with a side of chocolate sauce.  I tell her my order (my actual order), and wait for it.

I lean down onto the counter, folding my arms onto it.  Looking at her, I lick my parted lips.  "So, what time does your shift end, Cutie?"  I say, my voice smoother than butter.

Shiranda's POV

The way Taehyung's talking to me, all Cool Guy and flirty, it's doing something to me.  And his voice.....  It's so deep, it can shake my core.

V's POV

"Uh, soon, actually."  "In that case, I'll see you then."  I wink at her, and she frantically blinks.  Her cheeks turn pink, and I devilishly smile.

She gives me my order and I take it, sitting down at one of the tables.

When I finish my food and drink, I look up to see her getting ready to leave.  "Soooo, yeah, Taehyung, I'm done."  "Perfect."  I throw my trash away and hold her hand.  We start taking a stroll to the park.  She doesn't know that yet.

"You seem to have an interest in me, Taehyung.  Is that true?"  "Yes.  It is.  I think you're a very attractive girl.  And you're very unique, just like me.  If you had wings, you have chocolate wings." 

She rolls her neck as she sings a line from "Blood, Sweat, and Tears".  "Sorry, you just reminded me of the song."  She nervously chuckles.  "See, that right there.  You're goofy and "weird".  That intrigues me.  You're cute."

She presses her hand to her cheek as she smiles, her eyes forming lines, reminding me of Namjoon hyung.  Her dimples.....  They're just like his.  "Dimple" was definitely named after her. 

"Thank yoooooouu."  "Aegyo...."  She's way too cute for me.  I can't handle it.  She directs a finger heart towards me, making a cute winky face.

God, I wanna kiss her.....  "Ma'am, I'm afraid you're under arrest for being too cute."  "Oh, officer, is it because of my dimples?"  She smirks.  We burst out into laughter.

"Nice reference."  I say, chuckling.  "Well you set me up for it, so thanks for that."  She chuckles.  I like this day already, and we haven't even gotten to the park yet.  "Where are we going?"  She asks.  "You'll see."

When we get to the park, we sit down on a bench, taking in the scenery.

"So, what do you aspire to be?"  I ask her.  "I want to be a photographer,"  She says instantly, like she definitely knows that's what she wants. 

"I've loved photography since high school, when I did Yearbook.  I took pictures for the Clubs pages, but I also took pics at events.  I was pretty good, at least that's what I've been told." 

"We have something in common.  You probably already know this, but I have a passion for photography as well.  If I wasn't an idol, I'd probably be a photographer, or a saxophonist." 

She giggles.  "Sorry, I'm not laughing at you, you just reminded me of the "sexy porn star" thing."  I giggle with her.  "Yeeeah, I learned how to pronounce it."

"I think those career choices are dope.  I've always wanted to learn how to play an instrument."  "Are you a fan of coffee?"  "If we're talking about the song, then yes," 

I chuckle at her response.  "But as far as the drink goes, I've never really drank it much.  The only time I did was with my mom."  She looks down, fiddling with her fingers.

"What's wrong?"  I say with a curious and concerned look on my face.  "Nothing, it's just that....my mom died when I was thirteen, and it's still hard for me to talk about."  I snake my hand into hers and interwine them. 

"It's ok.  You have me."  I say with a reassuring smile, staring into her eyes.  "Thanks, Taehyung."  She affectionately squeezes my hand.  "You're welcome.  Remember that if you ever need to talk about something, I'm here for you."

She smiles and gives me a tight, warm hug.  "So, there's something I've been wanting to do since we left the shop."  I say.  "What is it?"  Her brows furrow.  "This."  I turn her face to mine by her chin and plant my lips to hers.