Midnight. You come and pick me up, no headlights.
Midnight, Jimin thought to himself, a small frown appearing as he chews his lower lip with a deep ponder. He didn’t have his phone with him, though he was sure he had something important going on tonight. Considering how forgetful he could get, he couldn’t exactly picture the event in his head without looking the calendar app on his phone. He examined the latter’s facial expressions. The boy seemed serious-- Jimin couldn’t help but picture the latter being in all sorts of possible situations where he needed him to keep a low profile about all this-- maybe he was in a trouble? Jiwon didn’t mention it, so Jimin didn’t ask. “I’ll try be here.”












