"Jimin! Let me tell you, you must go to this blind date tomorrow! If you don't go, don't come back home again!"

Jimin escaped from the house, and from a distance, he could hear his mother still loudly "threatening" him.

Others say that coming out is a very difficult thing, but Jimin was forced to come out.

When in high school, other mothers were worried about their children will in a relationship, but his mother was worried about why he didn't in a relationship. Originally, Jimin didn't feel anything, but he was annoyed by his mother asking too many questions, and there was no shortage of suitors by his side, so Jimin accepted a girl friend who was quite easy to chat with.

In this way, under the instigation of his mother, the two began to dating openly. Don't know if Jimin is innocent or cowardly. They have been together for a few months and haven't even held the girl's hand. Until one time, the mother deliberately created an opportunity to lock the two in the room, the girl also took a lot of courage and took the initiative to kiss Jimin's face. This shocked Jimin, it stands to reason that such a beautiful girlfriend has taken the initiative, but Jimin has no hormonal impulses that he should have in adolescence, but feels a little bit of rejection.

Of course Jimin didn't tell his girlfriend, but he told his mother. After thinking about it all night, his mother was very sure that Jimin's reaction was because he didn't like girls.

Jimin has never liked boys, but ignorant, he acquiesced to what his mother said, and naturally broke up with girls.

Jimin thought that from now on, his mother would not ask him about his relationship again. Who knew that the dialogue between the two changed from "Do you have a girlfriend?" to "Do you have a boyfriend?". Without a boyfriend, his mother urged Jimin to find a boyfriend.

Just like that, Jimin "coming out" at the urging of his mother.

However, it was only two years after graduating from college, and his mother was worried that Jimin would die alone when he was old if he couldn't find a boyfriend again. Ever since knew her son was gay, not knowing where his mother meets a group of people of the same kind, and she often arranged gatherings to help Jimin arrange blind dates. But from college to now, after countless blind dates, Jimin still hasn't met the right person. Now, knowing this arrangement, Jimin is starting to make excuses not to go. His mother also went from persuasion to coercion and now the direct threat.

***

Distraught, Jimin wandered to a nearby coffee shop, bought a cup of coffee and sat outside. It was in the afternoon, the sun was not too harsh, and there was a little bit of wind. Just bask in the sun and blow the air to eliminate the depression in his heart.

Along with the breeze came a choking smell of smoke, and the pleasant time ended like this.

Jimin frowned and looked back to find the source of the smoke. The smoking man's blond hair was tied up, a tattoo faintly revealed on his short sleeve cuffs, and a pair of ripped jeans with both knees exposed on his lower body. Well, this should be a hooligan.

The man also noticed Jimin's eyes and looked up coldly. Jimin didn't want to talk to such a person, so he coughed a few times to give him a hint.

The man ignored it, but it seemed to be intentional, he smoke more and choked Jimin into coughing.

"Knew someone was smoking, didn't know, thought someone was burning rubbish. So choking!"

"This place is indeed a smoking area, you can't stand the smell of smoke go sit inside!

Neither of them looked at each other when they spoke, but they both knew that the other was speaking for themselves.

Jimin's fist clenched tighter and tighter, and finally he sighed deeply.

He got up and left without taking his coffee.

On the contrary, it was the man who secretly snuffed out the cigarette in his hand and followed the person who was leaving.

Jimin still walked back to the door, thought a lot along the way, and secretly made up his mind to explain his thoughts to his mother.

"Mom, I'm back..."

"You're back, come here, I'll show you the picture of tomorrow's blind date.

Jimin shuffled to sit next to his mother.

"Look, this guy looks pretty good. He is gentle, with thick eyebrows and big eyes. His name is Jung-suk, he is two years older than you, and he has opened a company of his own and has a bright future.

Jimin glanced at the photo, can't say it's handsome, but it feels pretty good. Jimin nodded.

"Mom, this is the last one, okay? If this still doesn't work, then give me a little time and let me find it myself, okay?

"If you could find it yourself, how many years would it take you to be single?"

"Um..." Jimin was silent for a while, "Half a year! If I still can't find it in half a year, I'll go on a blind date, okay?"

Mom also thought for a while, sighed and nodded in agreement.

"But this Jung-suk has already made an appointment. You have to meet tomorrow. If not, let's make friends. Let's start with friends, maybe..."

"Mom, I get it, I'm going back to my room." Jimin fled again after saying that.

***

The next night, Jimin came to the restaurant as scheduled. The other party arrived first and had already sent Jimin the table number and the color of his clothes.

Jimin looked the message on his mobile phone and started to look for it. A few meters away, he saw that the man sitting at the table was very different from the man in the photo. From a handsome young man to a fat man.

Jimin reconfirmed the table number and the color of the other party's clothes, there was nothing wrong.  Jimin took a step back subconsciously, his heart was beating fast.

'He was tricked by his mother again!'

Jimin was still hesitating whether to leave directly or barely meet, when his mobile phone rang.

Jimin glanced at the call reminder, it was Jung-suk.  Jimin seemed to have done something bad, so he quickly squatted down and hid by the side of the table. Press the phone ringer.

Jung-suk seemed to have spotted Jimin and got up and walked over.

In a hurry, Jimin got up and sat on the chair, pretending that he was also a guest. Jung-suk didn't see Jimin and went straight to the door.

Jimin thought he had escaped the catastrophe, but when he looked up and saw the person sitting on the other side, Jimin panicked even more.

To Be Continued.....

'Is Seoul really that small? I can meet this hooligan wherever I go.' Jimin has slurred countless times in his heart.

But now he was thinking about how to avoid this blind date. Jimin picked up the menu next to him to cover his face, and secretly gave the blond man a wink.

The blond man recognized Jimin for a long time, and he choked in the coffee shop yesterday, but today he sat across from him and gave himself a look of help.

The blond man also guessed something, and a wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Looking at Jimin with interest.

Jimin was stared at a little fire, and his eyes for help turned into angry eyes.

"Waiter." The blond man waved loudly to the waiter. "Are there any other seats? I'm!not !used !to!sharing!tables !with strangers!

The waiter came quickly with an apologetic face. "Sorry sir, there are no more seats, can you please wait a moment?"

"It's okay, I'll come again next time." The blond man gave Jimin a malicious look before getting up, then walked out of the restaurant with a smile.

Before Jimin could stop him, the phone in his hand rang again. This time it was too late to turn off the bell, and Jung-suk had already sat across from Jimin.

"Jimin, so you've already arrived." Jung-suk smiled idiotically, and seemed very satisfied with Jimin.

Jimin looked embarrassed, the other party recognized him, and it was too late to say that the other party recognized the wrong person.

"I'm sorry, I'm in a hurry, I'll go first!" Jimin ran out of the restaurant after saying that.

As soon as he left the restaurant door, he saw the blond man get on a heavy motorcycle and was about to leave. Jimin heard Jung-suk's voice behind him, and without thinking, pulled the blond man and sat in the back seat.

"Quick, drive!"

The blond man glanced at Jimin, and then saw Jung-suk who was chasing after him. He snickered inwardly, as soon as he stepped on the accelerator, the motorcycle drove far away.

It was the first time for Jimin to ride this kind of motorcycle, and the blond man's speed was too fast. Jimin was a little scared and pulled the blond man's jacket with both hands.

The man may also notice that, the speed had slowed down a lot, and he emptied his left hand and pulled Jimin's left hand around his waist. Jimin didn't react, and his right hand was also pulled over.

Jimin realized that he was holding the waist of this "stranger" with both hands, and his face turned red unconsciously.  As soon as the hand had the intention of withdrawing, it was covered by a large hand, and it only stayed for a few seconds, as if being enchanted, the hands were wrapped around each other and never moved again.

The motorcycle slowly drove into an alley and stopped opposite a roadside food stall.

Jimin got out of the motorcycle and looked at the unfamiliar place, and looked at the blond man blankly.

"What are we doing here?"

"Dinner."

"I didn't say I was coming for dinner.

"You didn't say where you were going."

"Uh...I..."

The blond grinned like a winner.

"Let's go, the food here is delicious." After saying that, the blond man walked to the opposite side, said hello to the boss, and found a seat to sit down.

Jimin also followed in confusion and stood beside the table.

"Sit down." The blond man pulled Jimin's arm, and Jimin sat beside him.

"Didn't you say you're not used to sharing tables with strangers?" Jimin pouted unconsciously when he said this.

"Ah? Hahahaha, then we're not strangers if we get to know each other. My name is Kim Namjoon, and you?"

Jimin looked at the friendly hand of the other party, and he couldn't get angry anymore. Hold it up.

"My name is Park Jimin.

"Why are your hands so cold? Just got blown by the wind on a motorcycle?"

"Um..." Jimin was embarrassed, and was quickly pulled back his hand.

Namjoon didn't say anything, he took off his jacket and put it on Jimin.

"No nee-..."

"It won't be cold after wearing it for a while."

Jimin didn't know what was wrong with him, how could he get into a stranger's motorcycle on impulse and followed him to dinner, and now he is so at ease wearing other person's jacket.

"The one just now, is it yours...?"

"Uh...the blind date..."

"What?'

"Why, are you homophobic?"

"No, no." Namjoon waved his hand quickly, afraid of Jimin thinking too much. "It's just, I didn't expect... your parents are so open-minded, so lucky..."

Jimin wanted to ask something else, but the waiter brought the dish over.

"Come on, try this fish, I think it's delicious." Namjoon took a large piece of fish and put it in Jimin's bowl.

During the meal, Namjoon was polite and considerate to Jimin, and he is more careful than close friends. He will pay attention to what Jimin likes to eat and what he doesn't like to eat.

At night, Namjoon wanted to send Jimin home, and Jimin did not refuse. Before getting into the motorcycle, Namjoon put the jacket on Jimin which Jimin put on the handle of the chair. Jimin was fascinated, but he still did not refuse.

Namjoon naturally grabbed Jimin's wrist around his waist and drove to the address Jimin said.

Halfway through the journey, Jimin remembered that they hadn't paid for the meal just now.  Shouting in the roar of the wind.

"Hey, we forgot to pay for our meal. Turn around and go back."

Namjoon smiled and leaned back slightly, Jimin's front chest was tightly pressed against Namjoon's warm back.

"No need to pay."

Jimin thought to himself, is this really a hooligan? Not paying for meals seems to be a common occurrence.

"Go back, I have money." Jimin was close to Namjoon's ear.

Jimin couldn't see Namjoon's face, but he felt a quiver of laughter as he felt his body sticking to him.

"The boss is my friend, I go there often, he will tell me after he calculates, I will settle with him once a month."

It turned out to be so, that Jimin thought he was going to be on TV news tomorrow because he run away after eating. Only then did he feel that he was being teased by Namjoon, he pretended to be angry and lay down on Namjoon's back and took a bite.

"Ouch, are you a kitten?" Namjoon was not angry, even his words were in a playful tone, it seemed that he deliberately arched his back.

Jimin hid behind his back, but his face turned red.

The motorcycle stopped in front of Jimin's house, and Jimin jumped out of the motorcycle.

"Why is your face so red, was it blown by the wind?" Namjoon reached out and wanted to touch it.

Jimin took a step back, wanting to run away.

"Well, thank you for treating me to dinner tonight, I'll treat you next time."

"Okay. That..."

Before Namjoon could finish his words, Jimin had already fled. Leaving Namjoon standing at the door helplessly shaking his head.

"There is no any contact information, how can you treat me to dinner?"

To Be Continued....

As soon as Jimin entered the house, he saw his mother sitting on the sofa waiting for him.

Strangely, when Mom saw Jimin, she was not angry, but greeted him with a smile.

"Jimin, tonight that Jung-suk..."

"Mom, that Jung-suk is completely different from the picture. The real person is fat and ugly, I don't like it." Jimin wanted to get a head start.

"Got it, that doesn't matter. I heard from Jung-suk that you were taken away by a blond-haired man without eating. Who is that man?"

Jimin was stunned for a moment, Mom smiled, wouldn't she think the blond guy is his boyfriend?

"Why don't you tell Mom that you have a boyfriend. If people knew that you had a boyfriend and went on a blind date, what would they think of us. I will push all the blind dates in the future."

Right, if he has a boyfriend, he won't have to go blind date again, so he can at least avoid being bothered by his mother for a period of time.

Jimin was overjoyed, Mom said again. "When did you bring him to meet me? How old is he? What kind of work does he do? ..."

"Mom, when he's free in a few days, I'll bring him to the house for dinner. Then you can ask them one by one, okay?"

Jimin escaped his mother's questioning, went back to the room, and took a bath towel to take a bath.

It was only when he took off his clothes that he remembered that the jacket on him was not his own. he just fled in a hurry, and he didn't ask Namjoon for contact information. He still thought about asking Namjoon to help coax his mother.

Jimin in the vanity mirror looked embarrassed, but there was no sense of disobedience when wearing an ill-fitting jacket.

In addition to the coffee shop that time, they only met twice. Apart from knowing Namjoon's name, he doesn't know anything about the rest. But he actually ate with a stranger like this, and hugged his waist twice.

Jimin lowered his head and sniffed the jacket, there was a faint scent and a faint smell of tobacco. Jimin remembered the time when Namjoon smoked in the coffee shop until the smoke filled him, and thought he was a smoker. After being together for so long tonight, he didn't even see Namjoon smoking a cigarette again.

Until now, what he promised his Mom could only be delayed as can as possible. When he is free after work, he goes to the coffee shop to see if he can meet Namjoon again.

He also doesn't know if Namjoon can promise to help him? He doesn't know if he can see Namjoon again.

***

Jimin goes to the coffee shop at the first time after work every day. He hasn't seen Namjoon after waiting for several days. To say that the world is so strange, say small, turn around and you can see a person you don't like, say big, deliberately wait, but you can't see the person you want to see.

As usual, Jimin walked home from the coffee shop disappointed. Just as he was about to open the door, he suddenly saw a motorcycle parked beside the door.

This motorcycle looks a little familiar.

"Hi!" Namjoon jumped out from the side, startling Jimin.

"Why are you here?" Jimin was actually surprised and happy.

"Didn't you say treat me to a meal? I'm here to get that meal back." In the dark, Namjoon cracked a smile, as if a flash of light would shine into Jimin's heart. "You won't broke your promise, will you?"

"No, no, I promise, I will definitely treat."

"I thought after a long time, you forgot me... This meal!"

"No, I want to find you, but I don't have your contact information."

"Give me your phone." Namjoon took the phone and quickly stored his number in the phone. "Now, shall we go to dinner?"

"Ok..."

"Jimin, who is this?" Mom had already heard the movement at the door.

"Mom...this is Namjoon..."

Mom looked at the blond hair of the man in front of her, and suddenly understood who this person was. Without much to say, he dragged Namjoon into the house.

Jimin panicked all of a sudden, he hadn't asked Namjoon if he could help him about this, and he didn't even talk to Namjoon about the lines, and will definitely find out when mom ask a few questions.

Namjoon looked back at Jimin, only to see Jimin winking at him desperately, but Namjoon still had a question mark on his face. Jimin was in a hurry, and regardless of the occasion, he chased after and grabbed Namjoon's hand. Suddenly he didn't stand still, and the whole person rushed forward. Namjoon stretched his arms around Jimin, Jimin just bumped into Namjoon's arms, and the two hugged each other.

"You so reckless kid!"

Mom was a little embarrassed to see this scene, and walked two steps faster. It was this good time to break free from Namjoon's arms, and Jimin didn't care about being shy, and hurriedly explained the matter to Namjoon.

"Listen to me, from now on, you are my boyfriend, you should help me deal with my mom first, and I will find an opportunity to explain to you why. Remember! Don't talk nonsense, my mom is satisfied, I will thank you. "

Namjoon nodded, agreeing, and it was this smile that made Jimin tremble.

"Jimin, greet your friend to sit down." Jimin's mother was already sitting on the sofa, waiting to greet her future son-in-law.

"Hi auntie, my name is Kim Namjoon, and I'm Jimin's boyfriend.

"Mom, don't embarrass Namjoon..."

"Got it, go to the refrigerator and get a drink for Namjoon to drink." Mom put Jimin away and began to look at Namjoon.

"Namjoon, how old are you and what do you do?"

"I'm 26 year old, I am now an art teacher at Hanyang University.

"Ah? You can also dye your hair and get tattoos when you are a teacher?" Mom pointed to the tattoos that Namjoon accidentally exposed.

"The university is more tolerant of art teachers, but when I go to class, I wear long sleeves to make sure my tattoos don't show."

"Don't worry, auntie doesn't exclude people with tattoos. I'm just curious. Very good, very handsome and has a good job. How long have you been dating Jimin? How did you know him?"

"Well, we just dated not long ago, the first time we met at a coffee shop."

"Oh dating not long ago, no wonder Jimin didn't dare to tell me. What about your family? Who else is there?"

"My family..." Namjoon hesitated, not knowing how to answer this question.

"Mom, don't be like checking family card?" Jimin heard the sound and shoved the drink in his hand into Namjoon's hand.

"I know I know! The most important thing is that you like it, and everything else is secondary."

"Then, you won't force me to have a blind date again, will you?"

"If you have a boyfriend, I will definitely not arrange a blind date for you, unless... unless you lied to me together!"

"No!" Jimin reacted greatly, looking at Namjoon and blinking his eyes.

"Do you two think I'm blind? Why are you sneaking a wink in front of me?" Jimin's mother looked suspicious.

Mom's sharp eyes stared at Jimin's heart, and Namjoon stood up and held Jimin's hand. Jimin looked up at Namjoon, Namjoon smiled and didn't speak, and shook the hand in the palm of his hand.

"Wash your hands and come to eat."

Seeing that his mother didn't say anything, Jimin breathed a sigh of relief. He said 'thank you' to Namjoon with his lips softly. The two didn't speak, just smiled at each other.

To Be Continued.....