Mae Asha • December 23, 2018
We're at a department store in Busan, shopping for Christmas gifts.
It's not going well.
"Jimin Oppa," I drug on as I aimlessly followed him around the store. "I need help," I whined.
"With?" Jimin asked, not even glancing in my direction.
Wow, rude.
"These are your friends, what do I get them?" I asked, tugging at his arm.
"They're your friends, too, Asha," Jimin replied.
"Uh, hardly," I said. "Please help me or I'll die."
Jimin stopped walking and he looked at me. As soon as he did, he looked away with a gay ass smile across his face.
Excuse me?
I crossed my arms. "What's funny?" I pouted.
Jimin's smile grew even wider, which flashed me some teeth. I don't see this smile on him much, as he always has that stupid, annoying, sexy smirk across h
