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"we're lock"
"you're fucking kidding" you gave him a piercing glare
"we have more time" jimin smirked, "we can make out, have sex—"
you grabbed a box cutter from the table, "i will kill you"
you pinned against the wall, with box cutter up his neck
"i like where this going" he smirked
you dropped the box cutter, "is everything a dirty joke to you?"
"i guess" he stared you down
"should we message vanessa or something" you took out your phone, about to message one of your co workers, who was working at the moment. so she could un lock the door for you two
"nah, i bet she's up some guys ass right now" jimin snickered
"then what do we do?"
—
"goldfish" jimin stared down at his deck of cards
you picked a card from the pile in the middle of you two. half an hour had pass, and you jimin were still stuck the tight room. all you two could do was play with cards or skim through at the un wanted dvds
"i'm sick of this" you threw your pile onto the floor
"says the one who wanted to play this" jimin scoffed
"so can we play my game?" jimin leaned against the wall
"ew no" you crossed your arms
"please?"
you glared at him, "i'm not fucking with you"
"it'll be fun" he smiled, "i'll show you what i got"
"has no one wonder where we've gone" you look around the place, ignoring his comment
"it's the best day so far" jimin exclaimed
"why?"
"i'm stuck with..." he pointed a finger at you
"...you"
"stop being so romantic and figure a way to get out" you rejected his comment, but deep down it made you feel in a different way
