"I'm not bossy, I'm the queen." + "Wouldn't be the first flying monkey I've dated." + "I don't know what I'd do if I ever lost you."
“I’m not bossy, I’m the queen.”
Jimin’s eyebrows furrowed ashe scribbled something nearly indecipherable down on his notebook. He waslaying stomach down, clad in a t-shirt and a pair of sweats, reading glassesnearly slipping off the bridge of his nose.
A long sigh left his lips.It didn’t make sense to him how he ended up getting himself signed up for Chemistry, of all things. Seulgi – orwhat he otherwise referred to as the Chem-나치– was supposed to behelping him with his assignment, but they’d been sitting there doing nothingbut arguing for over ten minutes then.
“Bossy?” He queried, the corner of his lip tugging into a half-smirk. Heshut the notebook and tossed it over to the other side of the room. He crawledover to where Seulgi was sitting cross-legged, dipping the mattress in theprocess. “You?”
An arm quickly made its way around the girl’s back, and for a splitsecond there, Jimin could’ve sworn he heard something akin to a small gaspprotruding from her lips. “I wouldn’tbelieve it with my own eyes if I saw it.”
“Wouldn’t be the first flying monkey I’ve dated.”
Perhaps, Jimin should have felt ridiculous, standing in the center of thestore in that big, furry costume – which for some reason, the designer hadfound it necessary to attach a pair of wings to – but he didn’t.
He felt hot; forty-somethingdegrees hot. The gorilla costume was thick, heavy, and made Jimin itchy in allthe wrong places.
He turned to Seulgi, a hesitant smile falling over his features. “What doyou mean?”
It had been in a spur of the moment; them suddenly spotting the storesituated in the lackluster corners of Aeon Mall and Seulgi dragging him insideand demanding he tried the suit on.
Why she’d been thatinsistent? He wasn’t exactly sure.
“I’m not your first monkeyboyfriend? That’s kind of offensive.” He frowned (but really, the amused glintin his eyes spoke otherwise).
“I don’t know what I’d do if I ever lost you.”
He wasn’t supposed to hear it.
His head was cradled in Seulgi’s lap, eyes screwed shut. Seulgi’s werefingers absentmindedly running through his hair, and he was already half asleepwhen Seulgi tensed for a moment, and the words came out of her lips in a harshwhisper.
His muscles went rigid, and instantly his heart began hammering at twice thespeed it had been doing earlier. He didn’t know if the sentence itself wasmeant for his ears or hers, but he knew for a fact that it wasn’t meant for himconscious.
A short mumble followed, right before he shifted in his position.
