My Mafia Jimin FF~..

//37// 18+*~

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Thank you....

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Y/N Pov~

Well.....

Help...

I literally need a lingerie

And that's the worse clothing I could actually look for.

Jimin would never buy me any kind of that shit.

So like-

What if one day it's literally boiling and these lot go in the pool.

What the fuck am I gonna wear.

Ugh!

Jimin is so over protective.

And I was just his girlfriend for a week now.

Or maybe two.

I dunno.

I forget my days.

I look over towards my desk.

And saw the red roses shining with the sun.

I smile.

I pick them up and smelt them.

" It smells like Jimin."

I laugh at my words.

His sent...

Woahhh!

That's strong.

But I love it.

I wonder if he used the perfume I gave him.

Perfume?

I have a perfume...

Jimin brought me it.

Yes!

He told me that this one.

" Was his favourite."

It smelt like roses.

" Of course."

But I don't know where I put it.

I swear...

I chuck everything in my draws...

I chuckle.

That's funny because I never like organised my things.

But I do organise some times.

But that's only clothes.

Whatever I find I just wear.

Actually.

The truth is...

Jimin sorts out my clothes more than anything.

I just threw them on the bed like it's nothing.

Funny right?

Or i'm just laughing my self.

Haha!

It isn't even funny.

This is why I take longer finding matching clothes for my self.

Jimin is so easy.

Literally some jeans and top...

Literally-

Or even a suit...