dress note

Request:  could i pretty please get a fluffy “We met in a movie theatre and now you’re clinging to me because your terrified and I’m okay with that because it means I get your popcorn” with jimin?

Pairing: Park Jimin / Reader

Genre: Fluff

A/N I’m sorry if this actually lacks “fluff” I tried >.< I updated like 3 or 4 days in a row can I get a cookie like please //I’m slowly making my way through the older requests though, there’s some I still gotta post//


Shutting off the engine to your car, you shut the door and quickly locked it, making your way into the movie theatre. Thankfully the line wasn’t as long as you had expected it to be. Rubbing your arms, you shivered a bit in an attempt to try and warm yourself out, making a mental note to dress warmer next time around.

The line might not have been long but it was still taking a millennium to get through. You were involuntarily tapping your foot out of impatience, waiting for your turn to get your tickets.

Eventually the guy in front of you paid for his stuff, making his way off to the showing room. You quickly noticed how vibrant his hair was, a bright, yet pastel looking pink. You took a step up to the booth, a small smile gracing your face in relief of finally getting to the front.

“Hi how can I help you?” the vendor’s voice had a cheerful tone to it, helping uplift your current mood in the process.

“One ticket for seven thirty, please.” You responded. She told you the price and you handed her the money, telling her to keep the change while you went over to the concession stand to get yourself some food before going to the viewing room.

The line for this stand was much shorter, and went by much faster to your advantage. You quickly asked for the popcorn you had been eyeing since you got in line, you paid the cashier and made your way to the viewing room.

The room was packed. You glanced around worriedly, biting your lip a bit. Eventually you found an empty seat at the end, quickly you made your way up the stairs on the side, claiming your seat. You noticed you were sitting next to the same pink-haired man that was in line in front of you earlier. You glanced from the corner of your eye a few times, taking in his features while the previews for the movie played. You knew no one watched these anyways.

He was attractive, though you didn’t want to let that distract you. You instantly threw away the thought and began paying attention to the large screen in front of you as the movie started playing, the lights surround the room dimmed in sync with the film starting.

About halfway through the movie you were terrified. You had forgotten how gore filled this movie was. The next jump scare that came up caused you to squeal, you involuntarily clinged onto the pink-haired stranger next to you. He looked especially confused, as he wasn’t expecting you to get so close to him.

You felt him lean down a bit, looking at you.

“Scared?” he whispered sincerely, a look of sympathy written on his face. You nodded in response when you felt him put his arm around you, pulling you closer into his chest. Even though he was a complete stranger, you didn’t mind letting him hold you like so.

His arm shifted a bit, you saw him eating something, you noticed he hadn’t bought any food on the way in.

“Is that my popcorn?” you half whispered, half yelled. He laughed lightly, making sure not to bring attention to the two of you.

“Hey, you’re clinging onto me, the least you can do is share your food.”

You mentally agreed with him. Your attention went back to the screening, you instantly regretted looking again as the next semi-scary thing that came on freaked you out intensely, causing you to bury your head further into the stranger’s chest. You could smell his cologne well, the scent of clean laundry was calming.

He laughed quietly at your timidness, you felt him rubbing your shoulder to try and comfort you from freaking out any further. The feeling of his tracing circles against your shoulder helped calm you down a bit.

“Hey, it’s almost over.” You heard him whisper to you. Still refusing to look up, you nodded back in response, feeling him relax a bit as you seemed more calm in his perspective.

You waiting patiently for the movie to be over. You noticed by the end of it all your popcorn was gone, and there was only one person to blame. The pink haired man walked you out of the theatre, throwing away the now empty bucket of popcorn in the process.

You stopped next to the front doors of the theatre. He could see you were still freaked out a bit by the movie. You felt his arms wrap around you in a hug, he gently pulled you into his frame.

“That wasn’t that bad, was it? Sorry about your popcorn by the way.” He said, patting your back and letting go, he was smiling at you. He held out his hand to you. You gave him a confused look.

“My names Jimin, thought I should introduce myself so you at least know the name of the guy you were clinging onto for the past hour.” He laughed a bit, you took his hand in yours, shaking it, and returning a smile back.

“Y/N, sorry for clinging, didn’t think it would be that scary honestly.” you explained.

“It’s alright.” you saw his face redden a bit. “Would you wanna go see something that’s not as scary sometime though?” he asked. You felt the butterflies having a fight in your stomach, quickly shoving the feeling aside you responded to his question.

“Sure, I’d love too.”

Sasako…wearing glasses…

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The time around new year’s can be especially hard for those recovering from eating disorders, and people struggling with body image issues. We are bombarded with messages focusing on “new year new you”, lose-weight-quick fad diets, and resolutions that make it seem as if shrinking yourself should be the mission of your upcoming year. It can be overwhelming! But through it all, remember that your body is whole and valuable and deserving of respect, and happiness isn’t reached by a smaller number on a scale ❤️
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