Jimin started at you, a whiny pout on his face. Finals were in a week, you were gonna pass with amazing grades anyway, why weren't you going shopping with him? Jimin was a little weird in a few ways but you loved him.

"But Babe! Let's go shopping already! I want to get a new racer jacket! Bae! Bae? Babers, boo, Bubba-" He stopping speaking, he was a diva, he thought you were mad at him. He was rich and he had a black amex card, what better to do with it than to spend it on clothes?

"I need to pick up some fabrics I ordered too! I have to make your dress for my family's gala!" Jimin added, still pouting and whining. He was a little frustrated. Jimin pick you up and put your over his shoulder, slapping your butt, walking to the living room to grab the keys to his Porsche, the putting you in his car.

"Come on loser, we're going shopping. And yes, I did just quote Mean Girls."