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In the bustling college scene, Yu Jimin emerged as a captivating enigma. With an air of confidence that turned heads, she sneaked out of her dorm in the middle of the night, clad in a tight dress that flirted with the boundaries of daring fashion. The top cut low, revealing just enough to leave onlookers in awe of her allure.
Yu Jimin was addicted, not to substances or fleeting thrills, but to the intoxicating feeling of letting go, of feeling free. She embraced the pulsating rhythm of the night, where rules dissolved into whispers and adventures beckoned with each step. The campus whispered about her fearless demeanor. An untamed spirit that danced to its rhythm, untethered and unafraid, that was Yu Jimin.
Beneath the surface of this captivating persona, Jimin harbored a secret fear – a fear not of the daring escapades she reveled in, but of something far more profound. A fear of letting her guard down, of surrendering to the vulnerable dance of love…
As she walked into any room, the atmosphere seemed to shift, lighting up with an undeniable allure. Everyone wanted a piece of her, yearning for a chance to bask in the glow she effortlessly emitted.
Jimin reveled in the attention, the unspoken desires that followed her every move. Whispers trailed her, each gaze a silent plea to be noticed. Yet, amidst the crowd vying for her attention, there was one person who held a unique place in Jimin's world – you.
Behind closed doors, away from the watchful eyes, you and the campus sweetheart shared a secret. Your connection was a dance between heartbeats, a casual intertwining of two souls that craved each other's presence. Jimin, the beacon of desire for many, found solace in the stolen moments when you became the only one privileged to take her home, privileged enough to claim her even if just for a fleeting moment.
It was a curious thing, really. In the midst of the vibrant social tapestry, there you were – a presence that didn't necessarily demand attention, residing in the comfortable middle ground between popularity and obscurity. You navigated the hallways without leaving a mark, a subtle existence that blended into the background.
Despite your unassuming status, there was something about you that had caught Jimin's discerning eye. In the sea of faces, it was yours that lingered in Jimin's thoughts, a captivating mystery that beckoned to be explored. Unbeknownst to many, you held a special place in the heart of the campus sensation, an enigma that only the two of you shared.
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Jimin had first noticed you when you accidentally walked into the wrong classroom.
The campus sweetheart was waiting for her professor, a bored expression on her face as she drummed her fingers on the desk occupied. You walked into the classroom, a sense of urgency in your actions. You looked around, not recognizing the faces occupying the room. As you realized your mistake, crimson filled your cheeks. You quickly walked out of the room, muttering something under your breath.
Jimin watched on; she didn’t recognize the blushing student, but she felt a spark of interest igniting in her. Curiouser and curiouser…
The next time Jimin noticed you, you seemed to be waiting for something.
You were leaning against a wall, headphones in, head bobbing along to whatever was playing through them. Jimin stood nearby, waiting for her friends to show up. Trying to occupy herself to make time go faster, Jimin decided to people watch, and that’s when you caught her eye for a second time.
Jimin remembered you as the embarrassed student who ran away from her classroom, but you didn’t look anything like that as you casually stood there. Jimin’s eyes scanned your figure, she noticed the way you ran a hand through your hair, the way you bit your lip and furrowed your eyebrows as you stared at your phone.
Feeling someone staring at you, you couldn’t help but look up. You locked eyes with the campus sensation, a shiver running down your spine when your eyes met her intimidating stare. Did I offend her somehow?
You noticed the way her eyes slowly went up and down, staring at every inch of your body, a lazy smile on her lips. You gulped, your nerves sky rocketing. Before you could do something stupid, you turned your attention back to your phone. Maybe if you pretend she’s not there she’ll go away. Little did you know, this small action piqued Jimin’s interest.
Jimin sauntered over with an air of confidence, her footsteps deliberate and purposeful. She could tell she had piqued your interest, and that only fueled her determination. Standing beside you, Jimin tilted her head to the side, letting her signature smile play on her lips.
"Hey there," she said in a casual tone, as if you were just two friends meeting on a regular day. "You seem a bit lost or maybe just caught in your world of music. Either way, mind some company?"
You glanced at her, momentarily taken aback by the unexpected approach. Jimin's eyes held a mixture of mischief and genuine curiosity. Despite the initial surprise, you found her easygoing demeanor somewhat reassuring.
"Uh, yeah, sure," you replied, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear. "I'm yn, by the way."
Jimin extended her hand for a handshake, her touch warm and confident. "Jimin. Nice to meet you, yn. So, what's the story behind the serious phone contemplation?"
You chuckled, feeling a bit more at ease with Jimin's friendly approach. "Just waiting for some friends, passing the time with music. How about you? What brings you here?"
She leaned casually against the wall, a glint of playfulness in her eyes. "Oh, just exploring the fascinating world of campus life. And, of course, meeting interesting people like you."
Jimin's charisma started to break down the initial awkwardness, and the conversation flowed effortlessly. Little did you know, this encounter marked the beginning of a series of interactions that would gradually pull you into Jimin's orbit.
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Jimin's approach was as subtle as it was deliberate. In the midst of casual encounters and fleeting glances, Jimin found a way to engage you in conversation. It started innocently enough, a playful banter here and there that gradually evolved into something more daring.
At first, you resisted, cautious of the magnetic pull that Jimin seemed to exude. However, Jimin, with her charming persistence, managed to break down those initial barriers. Through whispered promises and shared secrets, Jimin persuaded you into sharing fleeting moments tangled in her sheets.
In the dimly lit room, the air thick with anticipation, you and Jimin found yourselves entangled in a delicate dance of attraction. As you sat alone in the quiet corners of Jimin’s dorm room, the older girl’s voice dropped to a soft whisper. "You know," she began, her gaze fixed on you, "there's something about you that I can't quite resist."
You were caught in the intensity of Jimin's eyes, you couldn’t help but feel a flutter of vulnerability. "What are you trying to say?" you asked, your guard momentarily slipping.
Jimin, ever the master of allure, leaned in, her breath dancing against your ear, one of her hands purposefully drawing patterns across your inner thigh. "I'm saying I want you. Why don’t you give yourself to me? No strings attached of course, just two people enjoying each other's company."
The proposition hung in the air, the unspoken promise lingering between you. You were torn between caution and curiosity, but finally, you nodded in agreement. Jimin, pleased by your reaction, sealed the deal by capturing your lips in a passionate kiss. You couldn’t help the gasp that came out of your mouth when she squeezed your thigh.
“You have no idea how long I’ve been waiting for this”.
As your encounters continued, the two of you carefully crafted the boundaries of your arrangement – a silent understanding that emotions were to be left at the door. Yet, beneath the surface, a complexity unfurled, a yearning that defied the very rules that had been set.
In the intricate dance of your dynamic, you longed for something beyond the physical connection between you and the older girl. Each time you tentatively voiced your desire for more, for a connection that extended beyond the confines of casual encounters, Jimin, with a deft hand, closed the door on the prospect of emotional entanglement.
Even though you weren’t defined by popularity, you had an undeniable allure that captured Jimin's attention. You knew this. You tried your best to charm Jimin into more meaningful moments, your desire for a deeper connection became evident. You wanted to unravel the layers of Jimin that went beyond mindless sex.
Jimin, on the other hand, was the one who resisted, content with the simplicity of your current arrangement. Whenever you broached the subject of a more profound connection, Jimin promptly disagreed, determined to maintain the status quo of your casual involvement. She was happy with the fleeting moments you two shared, why couldn’t you feel the same?
The door to emotional vulnerability, though slightly ajar, was swiftly closed by Jimin, leaving you grappling with the longing for a connection that seemed elusive.
As you reflect on the intricacies of your encounters with Jimin, you can’t help but finds yourself captivated by the fearless essence that defines Jimin's character. The shared moments are a blend of excitement and passion, leaving you enamored by the thrill of the experiences you seem to create together. Jimin, unafraid of attention and embracing the wild side of life, embodies a spirit that draws you in. Jimin is dangerous, get too close and you’ll get addicted.
Yet, amidst the allure of your connection, you are haunted by a lingering question that echoes in your mind. Why is Jimin so vehemently opposed to the idea of falling in love? The chemistry between you two feels undeniably right, and the shared moments, whether in the darkness of a kiss or the thrill of a scary movie, evoke a sense of completeness. It feels real.
In the midst of the seemingly carefree encounters, you sense a contradiction—a fear residing within Jimin when it comes to the vulnerability of love. As you contemplate the dangerous dance you have going on with Jimin, you can’t ignore the fact that if the situation goes for longer, you’ll end up getting hurt. But letting of Jimin? That’s not something you’re willing to do, at least not right now.
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Late-night calls from Jimin became a habitual occurrence. Your phone would buzz, and the familiar name on the screen would send your heart on a roller coaster ride. The conversations that ensued were laden with innuendos and sultry suggestions, Jimin's voice coaxing you into late-night rendezvous.
You grappled with the surge of emotions bubbling beneath the surface. You felt an undeniable pull towards Jimin, an attraction that transcended the realm of mere physical desire. However, Jimin's persistent reluctance to delve into emotional territories left you grappling with a sense of longing and emptiness.
One evening, after a particularly intense encounter, you couldn't suppress the question that lingered on your lips. "Jimin, why do we keep doing this? Is there a chance for something more?"
Jimin, draped in shadows, sighed audibly. She was irritated by your question, it was obvious. "yn, we have something good. Why complicate it with emotions and labels?"
Your heart sank, the ambiguity of the arrangement casting shadows on the vulnerability you dared not expose. You yearned for more, you wanted to properly call the other girl yours, but Jimin's steadfast resistance to emotional connection painted a poignant reality that you had to navigate.
The situation between you and Jimin had grown even more dangerous than before. Months ago, Jimin would only call you if she wanted a quick fuck, nothing more. She would come over, get it done and leave. Now, it seemed like she was opening up to you.
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Jimin would still call you late at night, but it was no longer for sex. At least, that wasn’t the only reason anymore. She would call you to talk about everything and anything, simply to pass the time. Whenever you guys had sex, she would stay and cuddle for a while. She even slept over every once in a while.
Maybe this were all signs that Jimin was ready for more, ready to take the next step with you.
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Late at night, your voices echoed through the phone, sharing secrets and dreams that transcended the physical realm. Jimin, usually reserved, found solace in the quiet vulnerability of those late-night conversations. You discovered a side of Jimin that transcended the playful heartbreaker facade.
One night, Jimin shared a childhood memory that left her feeling exposed. You listened intently, realizing that beneath the confident exterior was a person who had faced struggles and insecurities. In those moments, their connection deepened, and the boundaries between physical and emotional began to blur.
"You know, when I was a kid, I used to be terrified of thunderstorms. It sounds silly, right?" Jimin said, it was pretty out of the blue. You had to pause for a second, trying to collect your thoughts.
Intrigued by this revelation, you responded warmly, "Not silly at all. Everyone has their fears. What happened?"
"Well, one night, there was this huge storm. Lightning lit up the sky, and thunder roared like an angry beast. I was scared out of my mind. My parents were away, and I felt so alone. But then, my older sister, she must've seen how scared I was, came into my room." Jimin shared, a softness in her voice that you had never heard before.
"That's really sweet of her”, you whispered back, “what did she do?".
Jimin continued her story, you could practically hear the smile on her face, "She sat with me the entire night, telling me stories and making silly jokes to distract me from the storm. It was the first time I felt someone truly cared about my fears. I guess it left a mark on me."
You smiled on the other end of the line, feeling a deeper connection forming between you.
"That's a beautiful memory, Jimin. Thanks for sharing that with me."
"Yeah, well, not many people know about it. But you... I don't know, I feel like I can be myself around you." Her statement was almost enough to send you into cardiac arrest.
You cherished these stolen moments, allowing yourself to believe that there was more to your connection than Jimin was willing to admit. Despite the lingering fear of heartbreak, you couldn't bring yourself to let go of the chance to truly understand the enigma that was Yu Jimin.
Late one night, you found yourself unable to contain the emotions that swirled within you. You took a deep breath, the words hanging in the air like an unspoken truth. "Jimin, I think I'm falling for you."
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Silence lingered on the line before Jimin's response echoed through the phone. "yn, don't overcomplicate this. It's just physical. Nothing more."
Oh.
Your heart sank, the sting of rejection seeping into your bones. No matter how genuine your feelings, Jimin brushed them off as if they were inconsequential, leaving you with the bitter taste of unrequited emotions.
You truly can’t keep doing this with her.
As more nights spent under the sheets with Jimin went by, you gathered the courage to ask for something more, something beyond the confines of the usual heated encounters.
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Jimin and you were currently occupying the couch on her apartment. Your head was resting on her clothed chest, you felt completely at ease, lulled by her heart beat. Meanwhile, Jimin lazily drew patterns across your back, a contented sigh leaving her lips. In the midst of the pleasant moment, you summoned the courage to give Jimin a piece of your heart once again.
"Jimin, I've been thinking... can't we try for something real? Something more than just this..." you whispered, scared of getting the usual rejection.
Jimin, conflicted by her own fears, responded hesitantly, "yn, we've been over this. I can't give you what you want."
Disappointment sank into your heart once more, but you nodded, swallowing the lump in your throat. You made a pause, not wanting to cry on front of the other girl.
"I understand, Jimin.”, you began, “It's just... I thought maybe we could have something meaningful."
Jimin, avoiding eye contact, reiterated her stance, "I'm not good at this, yn. I can't promise you something I'm not sure I can deliver." She finished with a sigh, you pulled away form her. Jimin looked at you as you pulled away from her embrace, something akin to regret flashing across her eyes.
With a heavy heart, you finally realized that the depth you sought might be unattainable with Jimin. You quietly stood up, grabbing your belongings. Jimin watched on, a curious look in her eyes. Surely you weren’t going to do anything reckless, you guys had something good going on after all.
"I guess I should go. Take care, Jimin.", said girl had never heard you so sad and vulnerable.
Jimin, watching you leave, felt a pang of regret but couldn't bring herself to stop you from walking away. The door closed behind you, leaving a lingering silence in Jimin's apartment.
Several days passed since you made the painful decision to end the ‘relationship’ you had with Jimin. As the weight of your decision settled in, you mustered the courage to convey your feelings to Jimin. You were going to put yourself first, just like you should’ve done from the start.
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"Jimin, we can't keep doing this. It's not healthy for either of us. I need more than what we have, and it's clear you can't give that to me. I've decided... we should stop." you told her when she asked you to meet at your usual spot behind some rarely frequented classrooms.
Jimin, caught off guard and grappling with her own internal struggle, tried to find the right words. You couldn’t possibly be talking about leaving her, you loved her.
"yn, I... I know I've been distant. It's just hard for me to open up like that. But I can try, I really can. Just give me some time." Jimin pleaded, a vulnerability that you had never seen before shone through her eyes. Nevertheless, you couldn’t give in so easily.
As your eyes glistened with unshed tears, you shook your head.
"Jimin, we've been down this road before. I can't keep waiting for something that you’ve made very clear is never gonna happen. It's best if we go our separate ways.”, you expressed with as much conviction as you could, even if you felt like fainting.
As you turned to leave, Jimin's voice trembled with a mix of sadness and desperation.
"Wait, yn.”, she desperately grabbed onto your hand, “Don't go. I... I don't want to lose you." She whispered.
You, tears now rolling down your cheeks, faced Jimin with a conflicted expression.
"Jimin, I care about you, more than I should, but I can't keep living in limbo. It's hurting both of us. Goodbye, Jimin."
With that, you walked away, leaving Jimin standing alone, grappling with her emotions and the realization that she might have lost something precious.
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Nights turned into a blur for Jimin as she found herself revisiting the old messages and pictures you had shared. Each text held a piece of your evolving connection, and Jimin couldn't escape the sense of loss that permeated her thoughts.
As she stared at her phone screen, Jimin couldn’t help but mumble to herself, "maybe I should've been more open with yn. She meant more to me than I realized."
As the days passed, your absence became more pronounced. Jimin found herself longing for the late-night conversations that extended beyond mere desire. The void you left behind wasn't just physical; it echoed in the silence of Jimin's apartment.
One evening, fueled by a cocktail of emotions, Jimin made a resolute decision to find you and attempt to mend the fragments of your fractured bond. The realization hit her – you were much more than just a fleeting encounter; you had become an integral part of Jimin's life.
"I can't let her slip away. I need to find yn and make things right." Jimin whispered to herself as she saw your smiling face reflected on her phone.
With determination etched on her face, Jimin embarked on a quest to seek you out and address the unresolved emotions that lingered between you.
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Jimin stood outside your apartment, a mix of apprehension and determination etched on her face. She took a deep breath before knocking on the door, her heart pounding with uncertainty. As the door creaked open, your eyes widened in surprise and a whirlwind of emotions.
"What are you doing here?" Jimin flinched at the coldness of your tone, you had never spoken to her in that way.
Jimin awkwardly scratched the back of her neck. Boy was this going to be hard, "Can we talk? I... I need to explain."
Reluctantly, you allowed Jimin inside, the air heavy with unspoken words. You settled on the couch, an awkward silence hanging between you.
"Yn, I messed up. I didn't realize how much you meant to me until you were gone." she spoke in the softest tone she could muster, not wanting to scare you away.
"What are you talking about, Jimin?" Oh brother.
Jimin proceeded to pour her heart out, expressing the depth of her feelings and acknowledging the significance of your connection beyond the physical. She explained the emptiness she felt without your presence and the realization that you weren't just another fleeting encounter.
"I miss the late-night talks, the laughter, the way you challenged me. yn, you're not just someone I hook up with. You became a part of my life, and I want you to know that.", she paused, as if getting ready for something "I want you to know you're the first girl I've ever truly loved".
You listened, conflicted by the sincerity in Jimin's words. The emotional conversation continued, unraveling the layers of your complex relationship. You voiced your own struggles and the desire for something more meaningful than your initial arrangement.
"Jimin, I can't keep doing this if it's just physical. I want more, but I can't keep getting hurt."
Jimin, realizing the gravity of your words, made a promise to open up emotionally and work towards a deeper connection. If it meant she got to keep you in her life, she would do anything. Want her to build you a castle in the sky? Hell, she will build two. But how could she prove that to you?
"I am very aware of the fact that I hurt you, I played with your feelings and I will spend the rest of my life trying to make it up to you, yn." She hesitantly grabbed your hand, thanking every deity she could think off when you didn't pull away.
"Give me one more chance, my love. Just one. If I let you down one more time, I promise to walk out of your life and never hurt you again". As she said this words, she took of one of the bracelets she always made sure to have on her person. She looked at you for a second before putting her bracelet on your wrist, a soft look in her eyes. "I got that from my older sister a long time ago, it means that I'll always have a place at home, no matter where I am. I want you to have it because I realized you're my home".
In the warmth of your shared conversation, Jimin's heartfelt expressions finally reach your heart. Despite your reservations, you could see the sincerity in Jimin's eyes and feel a genuine connection that transcends the physical.
"Okay, Jimin. I'll give us another chance." you said, eyes welling up with tears thanks to your overwhelming emotions.
Jimin's eyes lit up with an indescribable joy. She can't believe her luck, realizing that maybe, just maybe, she's not afraid of falling in love, there won't be a problem as long as you're the one who will catch her.
"Thank you, yn. I promise I'll make it right this time. No more keeping you at arm's length."
As you embrace the possibility of a renewed connection, a subtle shift occurs in both of you. The fear that once held you back begins to dissipate, making way for the potential of something deeper and more profound.
With forgiveness and a shared commitment to navigate the complexities of your emotions, Jimin and you embark on a new chapter, ready to explore the uncharted territories of love that await you. The once tentative and guarded hearts now beat in unison, daring to believe that love might not be as frightening as you once thought.
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A/N: Hi! You guys do know "She's not afraid" by One Direction, right? I rewrote so many times, I had Minjeong in mind when I first thought of it, then Roseanne came to mind, then Twice had a comeback and I totally changed it up to Nayeon, but in the end I thought it would fit Jimin. Anyway, I hope you guys enjoy it and thanks for reading! If you have a request feel free to send it in, I'll get to it when I get the chance.
I did not proofread this btw, I'm sorry in advance
You had known Yu Jimin even before your career as a singer was officially launched. You two were inseparable; wherever you went, Jimin was sure to follow, but did she actually care about you or were you simply a job to her?
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You sat inside one of the conference rooms FT Entertainment had to offer, bouncing your leg and fighting the urge to bite your nails as anxiety threatened to take over your body.
The higher ups had called you to discuss some details regarding your debut as a soloist. You had been working hard for the past four years, and they had finally given you the green light, but you knew very well that nothing was set in stone, hence your uncontrollable nerves.
As you waited for everyone else involved to arrive, you couldn't help but wonder what exactly was about to be discussed. The single had already been chosen, concept and music video were already brought up, the songs for the album were approved, the schedule was ready, everything was settled; or at least, that's what you thought.
Just then, the doors of the conference room made way for a group of people. You recognized a few of them from previous meetings, perhaps this meeting was simply to go over everything you had planned already one more time.
While you waited for them to settle down, your attention was caught by the person taking the seat right by your side. You turned towards the new occupant of the chair, trying to get a good look at them when you realized you had a vague idea of who it was. Maybe you passed by each other in the busy hallways of the company?
The young woman sitting beside you had a cold exterior, at first glance she was very intimidating. You first noticed the mole right by her lips, then her long black hair which framed her small face perfectly, her calculating eyes looked everywhere but in your direction. What truly caught your attention though, was the fact that under the table, concealed to the rest of the people in the room, she was picking at the skin around her nails.
A nervous habit, you thought to yourself.
You wanted to reach out and tell her to stop for she would end up hurting herself, but you brushed off the idea, not wanting to make her uncomfortable.
You sighed, and that was what finally made her look directly at you. As you locked eyes, you gave her a small smile, trying to ease her nerves despite the fact that you were ready to combust any second now.
She didn't return your smile, but she gave you a slight nod in acknowledgement. Before you could muster up the courage to say something to your companion, someone else at the table cleared their throat.
"Good evening, everyone" the man sitting at the head of the table spoke, everyone else echoed the pleasantries before he continued "we're here today to go over the details regarding our new soloist's debut one last time, and also fix anything that might have been left behind. Please, proceed".
Another man present in the meeting went on and on about things you had already memorized. Trying your best to hide your boredom, you snuck a glance towards the girl sitting beside you only to realize she was dutifully taking notes of your schedule.
"y/n?" the man called out.
"Yes sir?"
"As you can see, there's only one thing missing from everything we have discussed so far" he paused, as if waiting for you to say something. When that didn't happen, he kept going "you can't just go gallivanting around without any type of supervision, which is why we've finally chosen the perfect person for the job".
You were confused, to say the least. He made it sound like you needed a babysitter and no one wanted to take the job.
"Are you talking about my manager, sir?" you cautiously asked.
"Correct. Don't worry, she might be on the younger side, but she has plenty of experience and she's already proven her worth" he had a pleased smile on his face, you noticed the girl beside you shifting a bit. "Coincidentally, she's sitting right beside you".
You, once again, turned to give the girl on your right your full attention. This time, she also did the same. You stared at each other for what felt like ages, you weren't sure what to think of your new manager, but you knew one thing. You can't make an enemy out of her unless you want her to make your life miserable. With that in mind, you tried to smile at her once more, you gave her the practiced smile you had been praised for by your media trainers before, but the girl beside you slightly furrowed her eyebrows before returning your smile hesitantly.
"I'm y/n y/l/n, it's very nice to meet you".
"My name is Yu Jimin, I look forward to working with you".
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Yu Jimin had always been considered some sort of prodigy. Ever since she uttered her first words, everyone expected her to get far in life. Despite the pressure, Jimin lived a happy life growing up. She enjoyed school, had great friends, her parents were supportive of her dreams and her older sister was nice enough.
When Jimin told her parents she wanted to be a part of the entertainment industry they supported her decision. They thought their daughter wanted to be up on the stage, but that was far from what she wanted.
Jimin was interested in the entertainment world, sure, but she was more interested in how it worked, in the behind the scenes of it all. Jimin wanted to be a manager, she wanted to help out the artists, she wanted to be a part of the process. She aimed for a business management degree with a minor in marketing in the best university she could find.
During her senior year in college, she had an opportunity to work as a junior manager right there in FT Entertainment. The whole experience left a bittersweet feeling in Jimin's life, her client was far from pleasant and the senior manager was also far from being an ideal mentor. Nevertheless, Jimin wasn't ready to give up yet, she had never given up on anything in her life and she wasn't going to start now. So when FTE offered her a permanent position and a chance to be an official manager she took it without hesitation.
That's what brought her to you.
In truth, Jimin already knew you, or at least, she had an idea of who you were. She had seen you walking down the hallways of FTE, a smile always present on your face despite the grueling training you were going through. Jimin always thought you had a pretty smile, and you seemed to gather attention wherever you went, that was a good sign. Jimin had heard from the higher ups how incredible your skills were, and how it was the right time for your debut. They offered Jimin a chance to be your manager and she accepted the opportunity with much excitement.
Jimin's opinion on you shifted a bit when you threw that obviously manufactured smile her way. It wasn't the same pretty smile she had witnessed so many times in the hallways, it wasn't that genuine smile that gave others hope. Jimin didn't like it, not one bit.
She sighed, you were glued to each other now thanks to the contract, she just hoped you could get along.
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After the introductions were made the meeting didn't last for much longer. You made your way to your newly assigned apartment, your schedule was officially starting tomorrow morning and you needed to get some sleep.
As you made your way through your night routine, you thought back to your interactions with your new manager. They were mostly limited to nods and hums here and there.
"Be ready by 5:30am, I'll come by to pick you up". That was the most the other woman had said to you.
You sighed. It's not that you were expecting to be besties with your manager, you were actually expecting some middle aged man with little to no patience whatsoever, but a spark of excitement spread through your body when you found out your manager was barely two years older than you were.
That spark was quickly put out when it was made clear by her that things between you were simply meant to be professional. So much for team work makes the dream work.
You were just about ready to close your eyes and get some sleep when your phone buzzed on your nightstand. Cursing whoever was texting you this late, you reached for your phone, puzzled as you realized it was an unknown number.
[10:45pm] unknown: Good night, Ms. y/l/n, this is your manager Ms. Yu.
[10:45pm] unknown: I'm just texting you so you can save my number. Don't forget to be ready by 5:30am. That's all, good night.
You sent her a simple reply, you didn't want to engage in further conversation and you were sure she wouldn't want to either. You set your alarm for 3:45am, internally crying when you saw the amount of time you would be able to sleep. Boy, it's going to be a long day.
When you awoke next morning, you seriously didn't feel like getting up, but you were in too deep in this whole thing now. Plus your manager looked like she would literally drag you to your next schedule, you had no choice.
As you stepped out of the comfort of your room to get something for breakfast, you almost had a heart attack when you saw a figure making its way through your living room. You let out the loudest scream you could muster as you made your way to turn the light switch on. The figure was clearly startled by both your shrieks and the light.
"What are you screaming for? It's just me, geez" your manager said, an annoyed look on her face.
"Oh my good god! What on earth are you doing here!?" she's the one breaking into your apartment and she still has the audacity to look mad? "We agreed to leave at 5:30am, what's going on?"
"I came to wake you up..." she replied, you noticed her picking the skin around her fingernails once again. Huh.
"I don't want to be ungrateful or rude, Ms. Yu, but I'm perfectly capable of waking up by myself" you huffed, but you felt some of your annoyance leaving your body when you noticed the girl before you looking embarrassed.
"I'm really sorry about that, I never meant to scare you" she looked down in shame, "my past client would never do anything at the arranged time, and it was my job to wake her up".
Your annoyance completely left your body when you heard that, poor thing really didn't mean any harm. You made a mental note to have better communication with your manager. You made your way to the kitchen without saying anything, she followed you curiously.
"What time did you wake up to get here so early?" you asked as you went through the fridge.
Jimin cleared her throat before responding "I have a feeling you're going to scream again if I tell you, let's just say very early".
You turned towards the girl and gave her a sympathetic look. "I appreciate the effort, Ms. Yu, but please don't sacrifice something as important as sleep for something so insignificant. Did you even eat before coming here?". Your manager shook her head and you sighed.
"Okay, we're gonna have breakfast together, and then you'll have to wait for me to get ready".
"Ms. y/l/n, that's not really-"
"It's not up for discussion, Ms. Yu" you cut her off. "Take a sit, I'll cook something up real quick".
Jimin reluctantly took a seat at the kitchen table as she watched you work. She's not at all what I expected.
"Again, I am very sorry for what happened" Jimin said, trying to break the silence that had enveloped you.
You sighed as you turned to face her "Don't worry about it, I know it's your job to take care of me, but what about you, huh?".
Your answer puzzled Jimin, "what do you mean by that?".
"You're gonna be taking care of me, so I will be taking care of you. It's only fair, don't you think? We're a team after all" you smiled at her, and this time she didn't reject your smile.
There it is, she thought, that beautiful smile.
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The rest of the day was packed with activities, you and Jimin ran around the city barely getting any time to catch a break. When everything was over, it was almost midnight. Your manager dropped you off at your apartment, reminding you how you had to be ready to leave at 5:30am again.
You woke up the next morning and immediately made your way to the kitchen. As you were crossing the living room, you caught Jimin quietly closing the front door.
"Good morning, Ms. Yu" your greeting startled the other girl, she turned with a sheepish smile on her face.
"Good morning, Ms. y/l/n" she sighed "you don't seem surprised to see me".
"I had a feeling you weren't going to listen to me" you motioned for her to follow you to the kitchen "you're the stubborn type, aren't you?"
She blushed, that wasn't the impression she wanted you to have of her. "I'd prefer if you thought of me as... diligent".
"Diligent? Right." you chuckled "Anyway, breakfast for two?".
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Months went by and as your debut was drawing near, your relationship with your manager had taken a turn for the better. She was much friendlier now, you found out she just needed a little time to open up.
Regardless of that, your schedules were still driving you crazy. You still had to get up incredibly early, and got home insanely late. You weren't the only one who was barely keeping it together though. Your manager would still get to your place way earlier than it was necessary and she would go back to her place even later because she insisted on dropping you off herself.
It was clearly taking a toll on her, you often caught her trying to take naps in between some of your schedules that didn't demand much of her attention. You were worried about her, she probably worked harder than you did and she wasn't going to receive as much credit as she deserved when the debut finally happened.
You were currently on a water break, your dance practice was almost over yet they allowed you a few minutes to breathe. You were sitting with your back against the wall, Jimin, as always, wasn't far away. She was sitting at a couch placed in the dance studio, lazily scrolling on her phone.
"Hey, Jimin?" you called out to her, feeling a little giddy. You still found it hard to believe sometimes how you got the rather standoffish girl to be your friend.
"What's up?" she turned to look at you with anticipation.
"So, I've been thinking-"
"Uh oh"
"Shush you, don't be mean" you playfully rolled your eyes as she laughed at her little joke "As I was saying, I've been thinking about our current situation".
"Don't tell me you're just realizing you're going to debut" she teased.
"Be serious for a second" you huffed "It's just, I've been thinking about how tired we both are, especially you".
"It's part of the job" Jimin shrugged.
"Right, I get that" you got up and walked over to where she was sitting "but things could be a little better, at least for you".
She stared at you for a second as you sat down across from her. "How so?".
"Why don't you move in with me?" you said casually. Jimin froze for a second not knowing how to react.
"What?" she said quietly.
"Jimin, think about it for a second. You only sleep for like an hour because you insist on coming over at 3am when you've barely dropped me off less than three hours ago. Also, you and I spend 24/7 together, we've known each other for a while now, it won't be weird".
Jimin sat quietly for a second, she was considering your offer. "Wouldn't I be bothering you?"
"I'm more bothered by the fact that you could collapse any second from exhaustion. Plus, I wouldn't be offering if it was a problem". You could see the gears turning in her head, she picked at the skin around her nails as she silently debated what to do.
"I can see you're not convinced so let's find a way to compromise" you suggested.
"Go on, I'm listening"
"Okay first, stop doing that, you're going to hurt yourself" you said, pointing at her hands. She blushed, but listened to you. "You move in with me, but it will be temporary. We'll live together until we have a decent schedule and you can get enough sleep at your own place".
Jimin considered your words and slowly nodded her head. "Yeah... yeah, okay. That sounds reasonable enough, let's do it" she smiled at you, and in that moment, it looked like all of her exhaustion was washed away.
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("Ms. Yu?"
"Yes Ms. y/l/n?"
"Would you say we're friends?"
A pause.
"I don't see why we wouldn't be".
"Then... would it be okay if I were to call you Jimin?"
"It would be an honor if you did, y/n".)
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The following days went off without a hitch. Jimin had temporarily moved into your apartment, and although your schedules were still insane your manager looked less like a zombie and more like your friend. Living with her wasn’t unpleasant, you both had your own rooms and bathrooms, and neither of you had displayed any annoying habits. Jimin was surprised, she didn’t expect you to be so organized; you were also surprised, you never expected the other girl to be so laid back when she got a chance to relax.
The universe had mercy on the two of you and granted you with three free days, you had planned to sleep through the entirety of your break, but Jimin had something else in mind.
“I hate grocery shopping! It’s boring and it takes too long” you whined, Jimin had never seen you resemble a child so much as in that exact moment.
“But we’re almost out of food” Jimin reasoned. If she had known you were going to complain so much, she would’ve tricked you into going instead of out right asking. I’ll just have to do that next month.
“Can’t we order something?”
“We don’t have that much money either” Jimin sighed. “Why don’t we make a deal?”
That caught your attention, you ceased your whining to hear her out. “Go on, I’m listening”.
“If you come with me and help out with the groceries, I’ll get you any snacks you want” you wanted to act like a child, she would treat you like one.
“Are you trying to bribe me? With snacks?” you arched one of your eyebrows “Jimin, I know damn well you’re older than me, but I’m not six”.
“Then stop acting like you’re six” she huffed. “Okay, let’s try that again. What do you want in exchange for a trip to the grocery store?”
Jimin saw the smirk that was slowly spreading through your face, and she swore she had never felt more nervous in her life.
“Anything I want?” you said, a suggestive look on your face.
“Try to be reasonable” she gulped “please?”.
“I want to spend some quality time with you”.
What?
“Huh?” she wasn’t sure she heard you right. She wasn’t expecting something so simple, she fully expected you to ask her for something ridiculous.
“Let’s have a movie night, we’ll sit back and relax, I think we’ve earned it” you smiled sweetly at her.
Jimin thought about it for a second, you weren’t asking for much and you both really needed those groceries. Plus, spending a little quality time together wouldn’t be so bad, you two would be working together for many years to come, it was the best course of action to try to get along as much as possible.
“Okay, but under one condition” she said, her voice taking a teasing tone, you shot her a look, waiting for her to continue “I get to pick the movie”.
“As long as it’s not horror I’m totally game” you shrugged.
“Fine by me, I don’t like horror anyway”.
“You and I are going to be the best of friends; I just know it!” you smiled brightly at her.
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(“You chose a rom-com?”
“Yeah, is there something wrong?”
“…Are you trying to tell me something, Ms Yu?”
“Be quiet and watch the movie, y/n”
"Bossy... I like that"
"y/n!")
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Time kept moving forward, and soon everything was ready for your debut. The album was completely recorded, the music video had already been edited, and you had perfected the choreography for your first live performance. Everyone at the company was beyond excited to finally launch the project, but no one seemed more excited than your manager. Jimin claimed she was a big fan of the album and she would buy a copy when it was available. You thanked her, but didn’t take it to heart; your roommate was always nice with you, you thought she was simply trying to spare your feelings.
When the long-awaited day came around, FTE hosted a party to celebrate the rise of their new star. The debut had been a success; the general public loved the music video and fresh concept; they praised your vocal skills and loved the choreography. You spent the major part of the gathering talking to the higher ups and trading fake, business smiles rather than enjoying yourself like any young woman would. Jimin, on the other hand, was stuck in a similar situation. She was being praised left and right for her diligence and all the effort she put into this project. They even offered her a bigger opportunity, managing a bigger artist in the company; Jimin didn’t have to think twice before rejecting the offer. She understood that her place was by your side.
As the party died down, you and Jimin made your way to your shared apartment. Your schedules became a bit more decent about a month ago, but Jimin insisted on staying there with you.
It will be way more efficient to keep working like this, she had said when you asked if she wanted to go back to her own place.
Making your way through the apartment, Jimin stopped you before you could step foot in your room.
“Hey, y/n?” she softly called out to you.
“Yes, Jimin?” she walked over to you and wrapped you in a long hug. It was something rather new, you had just recently become “touchier” with each other if you could even call it that. Brief hugs, hand holding to express support, leaning your head against her shoulder when you were having your ‘absolutely mandatory’ movie night, needless to say, you both had developed a bond along the way.
“I’m extremely proud of you” she whispered.
“Thanks, coming from you… it means way more than you realize” you whispered back to her.
She finally let go of you, and with one last smile she made her way into her room.
Jimin laughed to herself when she noticed the object that was waiting for her on her bed. A copy of your album with a note on top of it.
“To my biggest fan, thank you for your unconditional support. I wouldn’t have made it this far without you.
-Yours truly, y/n”
Jimin smiled to herself, every day she thanked her lucky stars for giving her this opportunity, she really couldn’t have asked for a better client. When she first met you, she had thought you were a diva in the making, a fake, but you proved her wrong every single day and she had learned to love every moment she got to spend by your side. So, when the time came for her to go back to her “home”, as you had called it, she had thrown an excuse regarding efficiency and didn’t look back. However, Jimin was too shy to admit that wasn’t the real reason for her now permanent stay at your place.
It’s doesn’t feel like home without you.
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(“Okay, I need your honest opinion”.
“Uh huh”
“What do you think of this outfit?”
“It’s very nice, I think it suits the concept”.
“…My eyes are up here, Jimin”.
“I was checking out the pattern!”
“Pinocchio was a better liar than you”)
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Years went by, you’ve become one of the biggest artists in the industry, and Jimin was been there with you every step of the way. From the existential crisis and the hate comments to winning awards and breaking records, Jimin has never left your side. You could say, without a doubt that she’s your best friend.
Aside from her, you’ve managed to make some pretty good friends in the industry, one of your closest friends being a member from a famous band, Miyeon. The two of you had met at a variety show and immediately hit it off, you shared a lot of the same interests which made your connection almost instant. Miyeon understood you in a way that even Jimin couldn’t, you were very grateful to have a friend that was as famous as you were.
Jimin, on the other hand, didn’t like Miyeon.
Jimin felt threatened by Miyeon. For the longest time, it had been just you and her, but then Miyeon came along. Jimin was happy that you found a friend, but she didn’t like how that friend was the only thing you wanted to talk about, she didn’t like the way your eyes seemed to sparkle anytime the other girl was around. Jimin hated it. Although, she didn’t fully understand just why she felt like that.
It was one of your off days, Jimin was lazing around in the living room, wondering what to do with her free time when you walked out of your room looking ready to step out of your shared home.
(How come you and I don’t have nicknames for each other?)
“Hey babe, where are you going?” she asked.
(Is it necessary? Scratch that, is it important?)
“I’m going shopping!” you said, walking over to where she was sitting. “Do you want me to bring something back for you?”.
(Of course it is! How else are we supposed to showcase our amazing bond?)
“Mm nah, I think I’m good, thanks though” she paused, considering something “are you going by yourself?”.
(Okay then, I’ll try to come up with something. What are you going to call me?)
“You know I don’t like shopping by myself, it gets boring” you said dramatically, making your friend laugh “Miyeon is coming with me, she’s actually picking me up”. You finished with a smile, Jimin’s laughter quickly died down, her smile replaced with a scowl.
Jimin took a deep breath, trying to calm herself before she said something she shouldn’t. “Have fun, be careful, don’t get into a scandal, you know the drill”. she shrugged her shoulders sighing defeatedly.
“Looks like someone’s in a bad mood” before you could question her sudden change in attitude, your phone buzzed in your hand “saved by the bell” you gave her a look, she simply rolled her eyes.
Would it be too much if I chained her to the kitchen table? Jimin thought to herself.
(I’ve actually been thinking about it. What do you think of Yuji? You know, as in Yu Ji-min. I think it’s cute.)
“She’s here, I gotta go” you gave Jimin a long look before continuing “how about you and I watch a movie when I get back?”.
“Tonight isn’t movie night though” she said in her ‘I know better’ voice.
“Stop being difficult, let’s hang out, please” you shot her your wounded puppy look and she immediately felt her resolve crumble. “We can do something else if you want, I just want to spend some time with you”.
If you actually wanted to spend time with me, you wouldn’t be leaving with her right now. “Okay fine, let’s hang out when you get back” she admitted defeat.
“You’re the best!” you quickly gave her a kiss on the cheek and rushed to the front door “See you later, Yuji!” and with that final exclamation you left.
(Yuji… no one’s ever called me that before. I like it.)
Jimin sighed for what felt like the umpteenth time. She couldn’t possibly stay on the couch simply waiting for you to get back, she wasn’t a pet. She opted for calling her own friends, maybe they wanted to hang out with her, she thought rather bitterly.
You had been out for around four hours now, you and Miyeon had gone through every store and felt the exhaustion starting to hit, hence why you decided to stop by the food court to get something to snack on.
Laughter filled the table you two shared as you traded stories from your respective schedules. Miyeon had been casted for a drama and she kept complaining about how her co-star was ‘a literal man-child’. You, in return, told her about the different people you had met at your recent job as an MC for a music show. However, your laughter was soon interrupted by your phone.
You furrowed your eyebrows when you saw the name that was flashing across the screen.
Manager Yu.
Jimin had two phones; one which she used exclusively for work, and the other she used for her own entertainment. Business and pleasure shouldn’t mix, she had stated when you asked her about it. That rule applied even for you, she used her work phone whenever she had to notify you about an upcoming schedule, and she used her personal phone whenever she wanted to share something completely unrelated to work. The fact that she was calling from her work phone only meant that you were probably needed somewhere.
“Excuse me for a second, Miyeon, I need to take this” you smiled at your friend apologetically.
“Don’t worry about it, take your time” she returned your smile as she got up from the table “I’ll go to the restroom meanwhile”.
You watched her walk away, before sighing and bringing the phone up to your ear. As soon as you picked up, Jimin’s voice could be heard through the speaker.
“Hey baby!” she exclaimed.
“Um… hey, Yuji? Did something come up?” you bit your lip in anticipation.
“Huh? No, today’s our free day, they know better than to bother us” she stated, it only left you even more confused.
“Then why are you using this phone?” you asked incredulously.
“Well, I just really wanted you to pick up, I knew you wouldn’t ignore a work call” she said simply, you could literally hear the smirk on her face.
“I knew you were obsessed with me” you sighed “can’t even go a few hours without my wonderful presence”.
“You’re too full of yourself” she huffed indignantly “I just wanted to ask you if you could bring back pizza for dinner”.
You had a feeling that wasn’t the only reason she was calling. You were aware of the fact that Jimin wasn’t too fond of your friend, but you didn’t know why. She was probably calling to play monitor, nevertheless, you didn’t want to call her out on her odd behavior and make her feel embarrassed so you played along. “Alright, whatever you want”.
“Thank you, baby, you’re the best!” she cheered, you giggled at that. Jimin, at first glance, was incredibly intimidating, but once she managed to grow comfortable with someone the huge dork she hid perfectly to the rest of the world would come out. You often teased her about how adorable she was.
“Anything for my biggest fan” you said softly.
“I remember you said you were ‘truly mine’ the first time you called me that” your manager said in a low voice. Oh.
“I did say that” you felt your heart beating faster. What was she getting at? She has never said something like this, it usually goes the other way around.
“Did you mean it?”
“Of course I did” before you could say something else, Miyeon came back from the bathroom. “Listen, I got to go. We’ll continue this when I get back” you heard Jimin laughing before you hung up.
“Is everything okay?” Miyeon asked, a bit of concern lacing her question “you’re blushing”.
“Yes, everything’s fine, don’t worry about it”.
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[1:27pm] Manager Yu: Meeting tomorrow with Music Bank staff, don’t forget.
[2:53pm] Yuji ❤️: babyyy check out this tik tok
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“I’m home” you called out as you stepped into your shared apartment. You heard multiple voices coming from the living room; had Jimin really spent this whole-time watching TV on the couch?
You made your way to the living room with Jimin’s favorite pizza in one hand, shopping bags in the other, you were about to complain to your manager about how she had tricked you earlier when you realized the other voices you heard weren’t coming from the TV. You froze when you noticed four girls lounging around your living room. Two of them were sprawled on the couch, but your attention was entirely on the two girls that were occupying the floor.
Jimin sat there, her back resting against the couch as she cuddled with another girl you failed to recognize. You felt your blood boiling, while you were out getting Jimin her favorite pizza she was here with another girl in her arms? You clenched your jaw at the sight, but bit your tongue, knowing full well as a celebrity you couldn’t exactly go off and insult random girls.
“Oh my god! It’s really her!” one of the girls on the couch exclaimed at the sight of you.
“She’s even more beautiful in person” the other occupant of the couch said, a smirk on her face.
You couldn’t really pay attention to the girls, your focus zeroed in on the way Jimin’s arms were wrapped around the third stranger’s waist. Jimin cleared her throat before speaking.
“Hey y/n, how was your day?” y/n? What happened to baby? Jimin rarely used your name, reserving it for times you two were in a professional environment, she hadn’t really called you that in years outside of conference rooms. You furrowed your eyebrows at that, and she immediately sensed your displeasure.
“It was fine, Yuji” you sighed, realizing your anger was out of place. You had no right to be mad at her for being with another girl, you two were simply friends; the thought didn’t help to ease how much it hurt though. “So, am I interrupting?”
“Not at all!” one of the girls on the couch said “you should join us!”
“Please excuse my friend’s excitement, y/n”. Ouch. “These are my best friends. That one’s Yizhuo, she’s a big fan of yours, next to her is Aeri, and this one’s Minjeong” Jimin introduced each of her friends.
“Come on, Jimin, I’m also a big fan” the girl who was introduced as Aeri said with a smirk. “It’s an honor to meet you, gorgeous”. You giggled at her obvious attempt; your reaction fueling her confidence.
“Thank you” you gave them your practiced smile, Jimin furrowed her eyebrows “it’s a pleasure, I love meeting fans, especially the cute ones” you winked at Aeri.
“Do you want to watch a movie with us?” Yizhuo asked, you swore you saw stars in her eyes.
You moved to place the pizza on the coffee table before answering “Don’t worry about it, enjoy your time together, I’ll be in my room”. Yizhuo pouted and you laughed “Maybe next time, okay?”. You smiled at the girls before making your way to your room, ready to collapse in your bed and be sad in peace, completely missing the way Jimin’s eyes followed your retreating figure.
Dinner time came around, you were debating whether you should step out and cook something up or just skip your meal altogether and sleep when the door to your room opened. Jimin stepped inside cautiously, holding a plate with two slices of pizza resting on it.
“Here, I saved some for you” she offered you a soft smile, and you felt your heart aching even more.
You accepted the meal with a soft thank you, not daring to meet her eyes. Jimin was concerned, she felt your sad state the second she locked eyes with you when you stepped into the apartment. She didn’t know what was causing your sadness, but she would do anything in her power to make you feel better.
“Baby” she softly called out, you huffed at her choice of words “what’s wrong? Did Miyeon do something to you?”.
That immediately made you look at her, surprise written all over your face “What are you talking about? Miyeon wouldn’t do anything”. She took note of the anger swimming in your eyes, there was something else there, but she couldn’t figure out what it was.
“Are you sure? You’ve been upset since you came back, don’t think for a second that I didn’t notice” she stated.
“I don’t want to talk about it” you rolled your eyes. You knew you were being unfair, but you also weren’t ready to go there with Jimin, your anger was still fresh, you knew you were bound to say something hurtful if you kept going.
Jimin felt herself growing more and more frustrated with you; she knew you like the back of her hand, one look into your eyes and she knew what was going through your head, she knew you often got stressed and took it out on the world, but you had never taken it out on her. Jimin couldn’t figure out what was wrong with you.
“Okay, you don’t want to talk? That’s fine” you stared at her suspiciously, she continued “we were supposed to hang out when you came back. Scoot over and make room for me, we’re watching a movie”.
“Weren’t you just watching movies with your friends?” you shot back rather bitterly, Jimin got a vague idea of what was bothering you.
“So? I want to watch a movie with my girl” she said as she climbed your bed, wrapping her arms around your waist and pulling you close to her.
“Your what?” you managed to squeak out, making her laugh in the process.
“You said so yourself. The first time you did was four years ago on that note you left, and you’ve been calling yourself that every single time you leave a note, no matter what the contents are, you always sign it like that” she held you tighter, her voice growing sultrier with every word she spoke.
“I have never referred to myself as ‘your girl’” you said indignantly.
“No?” she chuckled “You always sign your notes with ‘yours truly’ at the end, and I know very well you don’t do that for anyone else. Doesn’t that mean you’re mine?” she whispered in your ear.
You sighed, trying to calm yourself down. “What game are you playing, Jimin?”.
“Me?” she tried to ignore the way her heart dropped when you referred to her by her name instead of the nickname you always insisted on using “I’m not doing anything. I told you, I want to watch a movie with you”. When you didn’t say anything, Jimin counted this little moment as a victory for herself and chose a movie.
You settled down in Jimin’s arms trying to pay attention to the movie she had chosen; the key word being trying. Your mind kept going back to the girl that had previously occupied your current position. Jimin was a very touchy person, she was very into physical contact and you never complained, you enjoyed the attention. Cuddling wasn’t something new for the two of you, it happened rather often, but you made the mistake of thinking this behavior was something she saved just for you. Turns out she cuddles all of her friends, you thought bitterly.
Jimin could sense your inner turmoil, and it made her feel sad not knowing how to help you. She pressed a kiss to your head as she held you tighter, wishing to protect you from whatever it was that was causing you such distress. What Jimin didn’t know was that her actions made your heart ache even more.
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(“Hi y/n! It’s so amazing to have you here with us today!”
“Thank you, the pleasure’s all mine!”
“Your manager is here with you today, isn’t she?”
“Yes, she is. Why do you ask?”
“We know your fans are also fond of her, they have this ongoing joke that you two are like an old married couple.”
You laughed rather loudly. Jimin, backstage, caught herself staring.
“What do you think of that, y/n?”
“Well, I don’t mind, I honestly think it’s cute.”)
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About a week had gone by since your jealousy had gotten the better of you, and there has been a certain tension between you and Jimin ever since. Jimin had grown bolder with you, she used to make a few flirtatious comments here and there, but they’ve become more frequent. Her touches have also changed, as if she’s feeling more confident around you now. You weren’t sure how to react.
You walked out of your room wanting to get a snack when you ran into Jimin loitering in the living room couch. She smiled when she saw you, but it seemed rather forced. You walked up to her wanting to see what was wrong when she surprised you by pulling you into her lap, she nuzzled your neck as her arms made their way around your waist. You giggled at the sensation.
“That tickles…” you said, she hummed. “You seem upset, what’s wrong?” you asked as you played with her hair.
“I don’t want you to feel bad, don’t worry about it, baby” she mumbled.
You frowned at her words “what do you mean? Did I do something wrong?”.
“Not exactly” she sighed, wondering if she should really tell you, but one look into your concerned eyes was enough to make her crack. “You know how my birthday’s coming up? I wanted to spend it with my parents since it was a free day, I even thought of bringing you along so I could introduce you, but now that’s not going to happen”. She finished with a pout and you felt your heart melting at the sight.
“I’m almost to afraid to ask, but why isn’t it going to happen?” you bit your lip nervously.
“I got a call this morning, you have three interviews lined up that day and who knows if something else is going to pop off” she said, resting her head on your shoulder.
“I’m really sorry about that, Yuji. Maybe I could call the company and ask for someone else to go with me? That way you’ll get to spend your special day with your family”. You suggested but she quickly shook her head.
“Don’t bother, I wanted to bring you with me, it won’t be the same without you there”.
“Why did you want to bring me along?” you asked quietly, if Jimin wasn’t so close she probably wouldn’t have heard you.
“You’re the most important person in my life” she said as if it was nothing “of course I wanted them to meet you”.
You cursed everyone involved in booking those interviews in your head, maybe now would be a good time to retire. You mumbled a soft thank you to Jimin and settled in her arms without saying anything else. She leaned back into a more comfortable position; both of you staying there, simply enjoying each other’s presence.
I don’t know how, but I will make sure Jimin has the best birthday she’s ever had.
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(‘y/n, what’s your most prized possession?’ Mm, that’s a good question, let me think about it.
Instagram live, you sat there reading through the many questions pouring in. Jimin was sitting a few feet away.
“Jimin and I went to this workshop a few months ago where we learned how to make bracelets, we ended up making bracelets for each other. See?”
You showed your bracelet to the camera.
“That’s my most prized possession, the bracelet Jimin worked so hard on because she loves me so much!”
Jimin rolled her eyes but still laughed, a fond look in her eyes.)
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Jimin’s birthday rolled around and you pulled all the stops since the moment you woke up. Jimin had a routine she always had to follow, so you knew it by heart. You made sure to wake up before she did so you could surprise her properly. Honestly you had no idea if Jimin wanted to spend whatever free time remained with her friends, but she didn’t mention anything so for your sake and sanity you assumed she doesn’t have anything planned.
As you cooked breakfast for your manager, you went through the plan once again. You’d wake her up with breakfast in bed, while she showered, you’d leave everything ready so you could surprise her once you came back from today’s schedules. She could call her friends up if she wanted to after she received your gift, you wanted that moment to be only for the two of you.
Once you were done with her breakfast you made your way to her room with the tray in your hands. You tried to be as quiet as possible, not wanting her to wake up before you could put everything into place. You carefully placed the tray on her bedside table, took a deep breath and exclaimed:
“Wake up! Wake up! Wake up!”
Jimin jolted awake feeling completely disoriented, she tried to rub the sleep out of her eyes while she attempted to figure out what was going on. The first thing she noticed was the smell of food, she turned to her bedside table and found a tray lying there containing a plate with pancakes, a cup of coffee, and a note that read:
Breakfast in bed for the birthday girl :)
-Yours truly, y/n
Jimin felt her heart melt at the sight, you clearly had woken up extra early to surprise her. She turned to you and opened her arms, silently asking you for a hug. You laughed but complied with her request.
“Happy birthday to the best manager in the world” you whispered.
“Thank you for doing this, baby. It means the world to me, really” she said fondly while she hugged you tighter. You let the embrace linger for a few seconds before making a move to get up, Jimin whined. “Where are you going? Aren’t we eating together?” she pouted, sometimes you found it hard to believe she was the older one between you two.
“I need to get ready, we have a job, remember?” you laughed at her expression. “Eat up before your food gets cold, there’s no time to waste!” and before she could keep complaining you rushed out her room. You had to make sure everything was perfect for her.
While you maneuvered through interviews and photoshoots, Jimin kept answering calls and texts from different people trying to wish her a happy birthday. At some point during the day, she had admitted it was overwhelming, but you countered that by claiming it was actually endearing how much others cared for her; the next time she answered a call her smile seemed more relaxed.
It was around 5pm when you two made it back home, Jimin quickly hugged you from behind, not wasting any time.
“You’re always so clingy after a photoshoot” you teased.
“I don’t like the way they look at you, sue me” she huffed.
You laughed but quickly changed the subject, there was no need for you two to get into a fight or something along those lines, at least not today. “Don’t you want to call your friends and invite them over?”
She hummed, letting you go so you could face her. “Minjeong called to say they would be here for dinner time. Is that okay with you?”.
You felt the jealousy bubbling in your chest when Jimin mentioned the other girl, but you tried your best to control yourself. “Yuji, it’s your birthday, you’re in charge today”. A pause “actually scratch that, you’re in charge every day, but you know what I mean”.
Jimin laughed “Do you want to do something together before they get here?”.
“Actually yes, I have a surprise for you. Sit on the couch, I’ll be right back” you said as you began to make your way to the fridge.
“Are you going to dance for me?” she said, wiggling her eyebrows and laughing.
“In your dreams, buddy!” you yelled form the kitchen, you could hear her laughter growing louder at that.
“Hey! It’s my birthday! All of my dreams are supposed to come true today”. You rolled your eyes not wanting to answer to that. You made your way back to the living room with a cake box in your hands, you placed the box in the coffee table before addressing Jimin.
“I have to get something from my room, give me a second” you began to walk away, before turning to look at her with a raised eyebrow “don’t open the box while I’m gone”. Jimin laughed and agreed to wait for you to get back. You rushed to your room as quickly as possible, not trusting Jimin enough with the surprise.
As you made your way back, Jimin noticed an even bigger box in your arms this time. You placed the box next to the first one and turned to sit beside her on the couch. “Okay, all done. Go on, open the smaller box first”.
Jimin complied, reaching for the box. When she pulled the lid off, she couldn’t help the gasp that came out of her lips. “A dinosaur themed cake, really?!” she exclaimed, a goofy grin spreading across her face.
You laughed at her reaction, pointing your phone towards her so you could take a picture. “You’re a nerd like that, it was only fitting”.
“I love it, thank you so much for this, babe!” she beamed before pressing a kiss to your cheek.
“Open the next gift, I have a feeling you’re going to love it even more” you said, this time switching your phone to video which made Jimin a bit nervous.
Jimin reached for the next box with trembling hands, once she had it placed on her lap, she paused for a second. She picked at the skin around her fingernails as she tried to relax; you placed your hand over hers and offered her a soft smile, in that moment she knew there was no need to be nervous, it was just you after all, you had never given her any reason to doubt. Jimin carefully opened the box and immediately froze when she saw the contents of it.
“This has to be some sort of dream…” she said quietly, her attention completely zeroed in on the box in her lap.
“Happy birthday, Yuji” you said softly.
Inside the box sat the ten versions of the ‘I Got a Boy’ album by SNSD, aka Jimin’s favorite band.
“How did you manage to get these? They’re almost impossible to find, and you even got all nine members!” she exclaimed.
“I’ve been planning this for months now” you shrugged, a smirk playing at your lips “the Jessica version was incredibly hard to find, but it was definitely worth it”.
Jimin laughed, not really knowing what else to do. “This must have cost a fortune”.
“Not to brag but being a celebrity has some perks, you know?”
Jimin, with extreme care, placed the box back in the coffee table and reached over to pull you into a hug. “Breakfast in bed, the dinosaur cake, my favorite band’s album… why would you go through all this trouble for me?”.
“It’s pretty simple, you’re my absolute favorite person, Yuji” you smiled at her “I would do anything for you”. Jimin held you tighter, never wanting to let go.
“Come on” you called out to her after a few seconds “why don’t we go through your new albums together?”.
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(“For the next scene, we should have y/n on a boat” a man suggested.
“No, that’s not a good idea” Jimin countered.
“Oh really? And why not? It’s summer, it’s a popular concept”
“That might be true, but y/n has severe motion sickness, she won’t be able to film the music video properly”
“She… does?”
“Yes, one look at the boat and she will be throwing up nonstop. In fact, whenever she gets on a plane-”
“Jimin stop embarrassing me!”)
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In the entirety of her time knowing you, Jimin had never felt this furious towards you. Not only had you been ignoring her, giving her the cold shoulder and just acting like a complete brat, she had caught you in the kitchen of your shared home standing way too close to Aeri for her liking.
She could still picture the horrifying scene every time she closed her eyes. You standing there, giggling and twirling your hair like some school girl while Aeri leaned in close to whisper something in your ear. Jimin saw red as soon as she walked into the kitchen and caught you two like that.
Jimin didn’t know what was worse, the fact that she got into a fight with one of her best friends, that you had locked yourself in your room after the incident and refused to talk to her, that she still couldn’t bring herself to tell you how she felt, or that she had heard Aeri asking for your number right before she left.
Maybe she should go out, find a way to distract herself from this chaos. She was about to get up from her bed when she heard a knock on her door followed by your voice. “Jimin? Can I come in?”.
Jimin considered her options, she wanted to scream, she wanted to ignore you the same way you had ignored her, but her heart ached for you; what she wanted most was to for you to tell her it was all a misunderstanding and you were all hers.
“Okay, come in” you two should fix this mess as soon as possible, you couldn’t go out to work if you refused to talk to each other. You shuffled into Jimin’s room with a conflicted expression on your face, you looked directly into Jimin’s eyes before deciding the floor was more interesting than her face. Jimin sighed, and when you turned to look at her again, she motioned for you to sit with her on the bed.
“Will you please tell me what the hell that was?” Jimin started, a stern expression on her face. You gulped; you had never seen her this mad.
“Aeri and I were just talking” you said.
“Bullshit!” Jimin exclaimed “I know Aeri very well, but it was clear as day that she was flirting with you”.
“You really want to do this? Fine.” You said defiantly, “I admit we were flirting, but why does that bother you, huh?”.
“Why does that bother me? Because you’re mine, y/n! Excuse me for being bothered when someone else flirts with you!” Jimin raised her voice, but you weren’t going to back down.
“I’m yours, really?” you laughed incredulously “Are you sure not mixing me up with Minjeong?”
“Minjeong? What on earth are you talking about?!”.
“Whenever Minjeong is around you always treat me differently, as if you don’t want her to see anything, and before you try to brush me off again, I know for a fact you two used to date”.
“How do you know that?” but Jimin knew the answer before you said anything.
“Aeri told me” you shrugged “she told me all about how you were each other’s first love and how you’re probably going to start dating again”.
“Minjeong and I are just friends, we’re better off as friends” Jimin huffed.
“I see the way she looks at you, Jimin, I’m not stupid” you got up from the bed, wanting to put some distance between you.
“Oh yeah?” she stood up as well, now you were screaming at each other from opposite sides of the bed “and how does she look at me, huh? Please, enlighten me”.
“She looks at you the exact same way I do, Jimin!” you felt tears threatening to spill form your eyes, but you had to get your point across. “It’s the exact way I wish you would look at me!”.
“If what you say is true, then why the hell were you flirting with Aeri?!” Jimin wasn’t ready to let that one go just yet.
“I wanted your attention! I wanted you to look at me!” you cried out. “Every time Minjeong is around you act as if there’s a wall between us, but whenever it’s just the two of us you treat me like I’m the only one you want. The last time I tried to talk to you about it you called me dramatic, I didn’t know what else to do”.
“…You gave Aeri your phone number” Jimin mumbled.
“Jimin-”
“A-and what about Miyeon, huh?” it looked like Jimin still had some fight in her. “You're practically obsessed with her!”
“What?” you shrieked.
“I’ve been in love with you for the longest time, y/n. I love your laugh; I love the way you scrunch up your nose when you’re trying to concentrate. I love the way you hum along to whatever melody is stuck in your head when you cook; I love how you pretend to like sweets because you know I like them. I love the way you have to take a pill before getting into a car because your stomach is just weak like that, which brings me to how much I love the fact that you’re willing to ride rollercoasters with me even if it means you’ll be puking your guts out for the next hour. I could go on and on, listing every little thing I’ve come to love about you, but it would probably take me decades. I just… feel insecure sometimes. I see how everyone else looks at you, I see these celebrities throwing themselves at you and I just know they could give you a better life than whatever it is that I could offer; but know this one thing, baby, they will never love you the way I do”. Jimin finished her heartfelt speech with tears spilling out of her eyes.
“You stubborn fool” you sniffed “I want to be yours. I don’t care about anyone else; do you have any idea how many celebrities I have rejected because I’m waiting for you to actually ask me to be your girlfriend? Yuji, you’re the most important person in my life, I don’t want anyone else”.
Jimin looked at you as if she couldn’t believe what you were saying. “I thought you wouldn’t feel the same…”
“You’re joking, right?” you laughed despite the tears that were coming out of your eyes. “I honestly thought you were just fooling around”.
Jimin walked over to you, wrapping her arms around your waist and lowered her voice, making you feel weak in the knees. “There’s still a lot of things we need to talk about, but right now?” she placed a kiss on the corner of your mouth. “Right now, I’m going to show you how much I love you”. She placed a kiss on your neck. “And I’m also going to remind you who you belong to”.
Jimin desperately pressed her lips against yours, you sighed melting into the kiss.
“I’ll make sure you never forget just how much I love you”.
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("I just can’t believe how dense you were. I’ve been madly in love with you for ages.”
“You’re one to speak…”
“Excuse me? I wrote a whole album about how much I loved you.”
“Yes, but-”
“I have a song literally called ‘yjm’! You know, as in Yu Jimin?”
“Okay but-”
“We went to Paris for my birthday!”
“Yeah, as friends!”
“The city of love? Really, Jimin?”)
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A/N: It's finally here! I've been working on this one for the longest time, but I never expected it to be this long haha
I hope you guys enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it! If you have any suggestions regarding whatever just let me know.
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