#btsfluff

“Annyeong jagiya, you passed out not even 5 minutes into me driving, so I brought everyone else back, and then I dropped you off. I knew you wouldn’t want to dirty your sheets, which is why you are on top of your bedding. I hope you get some rest and I’ll see you tomorrow

Saranghae, Your TaeTae”

You grin at how thoughtful this man is, and your heart swells with affection for him, warming you from head to toe. While snuggling into bed is tempting, you know that today, of all days, it would be a sin not to shower first.

You decide to pamper yourself and take your time shaving, moisturizing, and doing your full skincare routine before shuffling to bed and sighing contentedly into your cool sheets.

There is just one problem: you aren’t tired the least bit. You toss, turn, and try all your usual tricks to fall asleep, but nothing works.

Feeling sentimental, you pull on a hoodie over your pajamas and head over to the communal house one last time.

Typically, you never are this emotional, but the fact that you thought you would be apart from your Tae for this song brings tears to your eyes in gratefulness for the manager’s last-minute plan. Returning from poolside reminiscing, you hear a clattering, and your anxiety skyrockets!

Did someone break in while you were outside? Was there a rat? You pull a chair from outside in and raise it, ready to deal critical damage, when you see the origin of the sounds: your boyfriend.

After heavily exhaling in relief, you lightly punch him on the shoulder, “Aish pabo, what are you doing here?!” He just cocks an eyebrow, “I could ask you the same thing, which makes you a pabo, too, yeah?”.

You roll your eyes and defend yourself, “ I just couldn’t sleep and wanted to see this place one more time. What’s your excuse?”

A slight blush crosses his features, and he tries to claim the same reason, but you see right through it; “Kim Taehyung, do not lie to me. If that were true, you wouldn’t be clattering around the kitchen. The truth, now, please.”

Rubbing the back of his neck in the embarrassment of being caught, he admits, “Okay, Nari-ah, you caught me. I was hungry and had a craving for black bean noodles, so I came here, but it looks like they packed it all up already. The clattering you heard was me rummaging through everything to see if they had misplaced it or something. Happy now?”.

You cannot help but cackle, which only causes your hungry boy to pout. “They didn’t misplace it, jagi; you ate them all.” His eyes widened in shock and horror, “b...but when we got here, there were like 12 packs. There’s no way.”

You simply nod and smile warmly at him. “We all partook, but there were a few nights you were extra hungry or tipsy and wanted noodles with your tequila.”

He slumps down onto one of the chairs by the kitchen island, looking defeated, “Oh, I am the true pabo then. I just couldn’t sleep and thought that would help, but oh well.”

You sit on his right thigh and cup his face kissing him sweetly, “Well, for what it’s worth, you’re my true pabo, and I love you as you are.”

Grinning as he kisses you back, hand guiding the back of your head closer, he abruptly pulls away. Lifting you as he gets up and places you on the seat instead, he heads toward the door.

“Um, what are you doing, Tae?”. “Well, I figured since we are both night owls, we might as well have a snack, yeah? Stay here, and I’m going to grab snacks from the closest store.”

You find it odd because why not just take you with him and go back to the hotel, but you decide just to nod your head knowing that determined look on his face.

It takes about a half hour for him to return, but he does so with more energy than you’ve seen in over a week. Wordlessly, he picks you up and places you in the car; as he buckles your seatbelt for you, you place a hand over his. “Jagi, where are the snacks? Why am I in the car?”

He kisses your nose and says, “Don’t worry, babe, I got you. Just trust me.”

Ignoring the fact that neither of your questions got answered upon feeling the butterflies in your stomach flutter over him being this close to you and how secure you are with him, you grin and giggle, giving him a wink.

As you head down the road, you notice it looks a lot like the route to the restaurant. There’s a reason for that: it is.

Tae parks the car, sees your confused expression, places a finger to his lips, and goes around the car to take your hand and lead you with his other hand covering your eyes.

You smell vanilla and start to open your mouth to question what on earth he has done when he whispers into your ear, “Please just wait, jagiya, it’s a surprise.”

Once he has led you up the stairs, he instructs you to keep your eyes closed until he says otherwise, which you comply with.

After the longest 10 seconds of your life, you are allowed to open your eyes, and what a sight! Candles on every flat surface and there’s the softest array of thick comforters, blankets, and pillows where the chairs were just a few hours ago. All of that is second best to the view in front of you.

Your boyfriend is on one knee with the ring he knows you have been drooling over since he has known you and bought it even before being yours officially.

He isn’t sure whether it was his way of trying to manifest or just being sure that you got what you wanted, whether that was ever him or not.

Tears start to well up in your eyes again as you fully take in the scene and start to open your mouth to say, “I do,” but not before Tae puts up a hand to halt your action. He clears his throat, takes a deep breath, then says

“Nari, my life has been permanently altered for the better since you came into my life. The day we fell in the field, I knew you were special. I instantly fell for you but doubted you felt the same way, so I didn’t say anything until I almost lost you. I realized that day that strictly friendship was not an option. The idea of anyone else claiming they know you as well as I do got my mind blurry with rage. I bought this the first week I knew you once I saw how your eyes shone more dazzling than this jewel upon seeing it. I know it may be too soon, but I will wait my entire life for you jagiya. Nobody else will ever be able to compare to my brightest star. So, I humbly ask you, will you spend the rest of your life with me? Will you marry me, Nari-ah?”

Falling to your knees with tears streaming down your face as you wrap your arms around his neck, you look into his eyes with your forehead on his and mutter out, “Of course, I will, my prince!” in between ecstatic sobs.

You sit back on your knees as he points out every detail and, finally, the inscription saying, “My Star.” He then affixes the ring to your finger, and you admire it for a moment, then hug him with such force that he falls onto his back, holding you tightly with him.

You are both giggling with relief and how surreal this has all been for what feels like an hour, but it was only about 10 minutes. Once you have both caught your breath, you prop yourself up on his chest with the flames of the candles shimmering in the gem on your finger and ask, “How did you do all of this so quickly? What made you do this now? What if I hadn’t been at the house too?”

He explains that he had packed all of this stuff so you wouldn’t find it while he was gone because he wanted to propose once he got home, but once you showed up, his plan was seemingly at risk.

Upon seeing you at the house, the secondary plan was formulated in his mind. If you hadn’t been there, he would’ve brought everything back home and continued with his original plan.

For the next two hours, you both reminisce on all the last few months' memories and reflect on fate's craftiness. If either of you had been in another place that day in the field, he might have never met the love of his life, and you never landed your dream job.

After resting in his protective embrace, staring up at the stars through the glass ceiling, you finally feel at complete peace and are about to doze off. He notices this and points up, “Jagiya, what do you think of the view?”

You slightly shake yourself more conscious and answer, “I adore it! We can never see the stars this clearly at home.” Your brat mode kicks in, and you question him, “Do you see the stars now, or are you still blind?” (referencing his line in Airplane pt. 2).

He just smirks and shakes his head, “Aish, just wait until we are home. I’ll give you the attitude adjustment of your life. Especially now that you are officially mine forever, expect the events of the other day in the kitchen times 10, my good girl.”

Successfully rendering you speechless, he answers your query, “As for the stars, I barely notice them. You are the brightest star in my life and outshine the entire galaxy one-hundred-fold, my Nari Starry.”

You nuzzle into his chest, and he feels you smile against him, wishing he could freeze this moment forever. But not completely, as he cannot wait to see what the rest of his life with you will entail.

He can’t wait to tell the rest of the crew since they’ve known about his plan for weeks and have had to play it cool but have been rooting for you since you met them a month or so ago.

Feeling you drift off, he slightly nudges you awake and picks you up to place you in the car while he resets the dining room and packs the car with the enchanted scene.

He returns to your hotel room and decides he will get your car tomorrow. For now, he craves nothing more than to be snuggled up to his new fiancé.

As he settles in next to you, he kisses your temple tenderly and wraps his arm around your waist, placing his hand over yours. A few seconds pass, and he swears he just heard you giggle. Leaning in closer, he whispers, “Jagiya, are you dreaming?”

You squeak in surprise, thinking he was fast asleep, and try to ignore him and act asleep, but he knows you too well. He leans over your face and sees the huge smile on your face, poking your cheek and making you break character.

You roll onto your back, cackling, and this poor sleep-deprived boy is so confused, wondering if she should be worried about you or not.

You see his expression, assure him that you are fine, and settle yourself down, “I just have one question, jagi.” “Yes? What is it, my love?” “Since I am your fiancé now, does that mean I am promoted?” you burst into a giggle fit again, causing him to cock an eyebrow amusedly while nodding. “I guess you can say that my silly goose, but in Jinny’s Kitchen, you are still the greenest intern.”

Deeply chuckling, you shut him up, peppering his face with kisses until he grabs your chin and kisses you until you both nod off and pay no mind to the alarms that will be going off in about 3 hours.

You are in the back finishing up dishes when you hear the rest of the members file out to grab staff lunch from a neighboring restaurant. You breathe a sigh of relief as you will get a respite from their lovingly crazy antics.

You go to use the restroom after, but it is locked. It must be a cameraman, you think to yourself and shrug. You will take a load off and sit at a table in the dining area. Feeling goofy, sleep-deprived, and starving, you grab an apron off the wall.

Just letting it rest around your neck, not wanting to be restricted by tying it, you sit back down and pretend like you are a customer and over-enthusiastically say, “Oh goodness, this place is so cute, and I can’t wait to try the food here!”.

As your eyes are closed from laughing so hard, you hear a familiar voice, “If you want to try the food here, then you need a menu, miss.” Your eyes shoot open, and you look up to see your boyfriend grinning at having caught your little act.

“Aish jagi, you scared me! I thought you went with the others?” you exclaim while giving him a light punch on the shoulder.

He just chuckles in response and says, “Who did you think was in the bathroom? Perro? Bwahahahah!”. (Perro is a stray dog that has become the restaurant’s mascot).

You slump down in your chair, crossing your arms and pouting, “Well, it could’ve been a cameraman or other member of staff, y’know...”

A small smile crosses his face, and he pats the top of your head. “True enough, Nari, now don’t pout.” You shrug in agreement as he places a light kiss on your cheek.

Snapping back into actor mode, he approaches the table in Tata mic and places a piece of paper in front of you, resembling the menu but definitely nothing that is on the menu.

Your eyes widen, and you look at him in shock, “Tae, you can’t be serious.” “Oh, but I can jagiya.” He says cocking an eyebrow.

On the paper are 2 options: basically, would you want to be on the menu or have the chef’s choice (give him head)?

Sheepishly, you look up at him and gesture to both options, then ask, “But what if we get caught? We don’t normally know when they are headed back.”

 He just smirks, then drops to his knees, “Guess we better get started then, yeah?” before you can respond, his hands are under your shirt, groping at your sensitive breasts and kissing down to the band of your work pants.

He abruptly stops, then gets his own apron with a cheeky smile, “Wouldn’t want to get dirty now, do we?”.  Lust is already clouding your vision from the risky situation and how horny you have been for the last 5 days; all you can do is shake your head and bite your lip.

Darkly chuckling, he has your pants and underwear around your ankles in no time and is lapping at the arousal already gathered in your delicious cunt like a newborn kitten would to fresh milk.

The whole time he is suckling your sensitive bundle of nerves whilst maintaining nipple stimulation and quickly shoves two of his deft fingers into your sopping pussy.

He elicits a moan at the reminder of how tight you are just for him, and it only takes a few thrusts to have you squirting all over his apron and face.

He never lets a drop go to waste, and he will be damned if he starts today. Removing both of his hands from their original positions, he pushes your knees as far apart as they can be and makes it a mission to catch every drop of your sex on his tongue like a man who has been parched for a decade.

The pace of his tongue plus the sensitivity from your first orgasm, has you spasming in no time and cumming 3 more consecutive times.

You then pull him up from the sinful view as you can’t take anymore, to which he places a gentle kiss on your pussy and goes to grab towels to wipe you down.

Once you are put back together, you shakily get on your knees and start undoing his belt. His veiny hand covers yours, and he looks down at you with a look that you know means you don’t have to do this after what your body just went through.

Your reply is, “Oh, you silly man, you know by now that I get energized after I orgasm. And how much I enjoy sucking you off. So, it is truly my pleasure, and you don’t want to get in the way of that do you?” you say with a coy smile.

He bites his lip, enjoying seeing this new side of you, and removes his hand so as not to hinder you anymore. Before he can prepare himself, your tongue is licking the precum from his slit, making him shudder in ecstasy immediately.

He is gripping the counter behind him fiercely to keep from buckling, but it doesn’t take long for one to be removed and find its home in your hair.

Pulling ever so deliciously, it elicits a groan from your throat that vibrates through his cock, causing the most beautiful of deep moans from his throat this time.

You can sense he is close, so you take him even deeper than before as you caress his balls just the way he likes it, causing something animalistic to awaken in him and throatfuck you aggressively but exactly enough to where his actions make you cum yet again.

He can tell by your facial expressions and how the pitch of your groans heightens that you are enjoying yourself more than he thought, and the realization of just how big of a whore you are just for him makes him release with no warning, coating the inside of your throat.

Never having done that before, he is about to check on you and is worried you are upset by the sudden action. He doesn’t have to, as a second later, you release his cock from your lips with a pop.

Licking your lips, grinning like the fucked-out slut you are, you stick out your tongue, showing him how every drop of his delicacy slid down his throat as his fingers did through your cunt just minutes prior.

You get up shakily, but with success and clean him up now. He meets you in the laundry room to dispose of the soiled aprons along with the towels and grabs your chin, tenderly kissing you. The energy is different; you are two lovebirds high on affection instead of ravenous creatures.

Sadly, the moment is interrupted by the sound of Seo Jin shouting that everyone needs to hurry and eat so prep can commence for the next shift.

Tae advises you to wait in the bathroom for 2 minutes, then come out to meet the rest of the crew so it doesn’t look suspicious.

Everyone can tell something is different by how energized you both are but aren’t brave enough to ask beyond a few questioning looks that you both ignore.

As everyone finishes their meal and arises to resume work, Tae tugs at your ponytail and whispers into your ear, “That was fun, Nari-ah, now just prepare yourself. Because we have a whole day to ourselves tomorrow, and let's say today was just a trailer of how much I missed your touch.”.

He reassures you that he is fine and that you did nothing, even swearing it on Yeontan! Still, you know him better than he realizes and that doesn’t tame the worry in your heart.

The next week, you finally get the answer you have been asking for: he is leaving in 3 days to film a show in Mexico. How did you get this information from your guarded teddy bear? Tequila.

He had told you he was going to hang out with his friends Jung Yumi, Choi Wooshik, and Park Seo Joon after the gym and to not wait up as it had been a long time since he had seen them.

Well, you obviously didn’t listen and stayed up until he got home to make sure everything was all right and to sneak in a “hey” to his friends as they dropped him off after partaking in too many shots.

The second he plopped onto the couch, the waterworks started. Between sobs, he choked out the news that he feels like his life with you has just started.

He doesn’t want to leave you, but his manager already said that you couldn’t tag along but were more than welcome to visit him the last couple of days.

You sit there in a daze, rubbing his back while he cries into your shoulder and can’t believe that he has kept this from you. While you understand his reasoning, he knows about your separation anxiety.

You prefer to have a hefty heads-up before these types of things so you can slowly adjust. You’ll barely be past the depression about him leaving by the time he leaves.

Despite your annoyance at his strategy of information release, you do your best to postpone the depression and enjoy the next few days, helping him prepare and have as much fun as possible.

You know this is barely easier for him, and he has apologized profusely for not telling you sooner.

The day arrives for his departure, and you bring him to the airport and wish him and his friends safe travels with bleary eyes and continual “I love you’s” being exchanged between you.

You get home and cuddle up with Yeontan on the couch, feeling exhausted. Your emotions finally take over about 15 minutes later, and the waterworks are in full effect.

A while later, Tae shoots you a text that they have a brief layover before the next flight and that he already misses you and will call you as soon as he gets settled.

This only intensifies the tears, and it takes a miracle for you to settle down enough to pick up the phone about 5 minutes later when you see his manager calling your phone.

You answer immediately, asking if everything is okay, and he even further reassures you that they are fine and that he is about to tell you something confidential, not even to tell your boyfriend.

He apologized for saying that you couldn’t tag along before, but the decision wasn’t final yet. Your eyebrows are about to merge into one from being confusingly scrunched so much.

He explains that you will be leaving in 2 days to meet them in Mexico. A couple of episodes will already be shot, but he wants to surprise Tae (and the viewers) by having you join the crew.

He has already made accommodations for your heat sensitivity in advance, and everyone loves your relationship’s chemistry, so it would be an honor for you to guest star.

You think for a moment but decide not to live in fear and what if, and you agree! It is exceedingly difficult not to tell Tae the news when he calls that night, being the most pitiful puppy missing you so much and being homesick, but you can’t wait to see the look on his face when you spawn on set.

You arrive in Mexico a few days later at a nearby hotel so maintain the surprise and are given instructions on where to go, when, and given the Jinny’s Kitchen uniform.

It is tricky to Facetime Tae that night as you must make it look like you aren’t in the same time zone.

Luckily, he is exhausted, doesn’t suspect anything, and doesn’t even make a fuss about you ending the call earlier than usual because “you have an early photoshoot.”  

You drift off to sleep with the biggest grin on your face, knowing you get to be reunited with your boyfriend way ahead of schedule.

Bright and early the next morning, you arrive at the set, and the moment his eyes meet yours, he runs toward you like an excited puppy, lifts you, spins you around, and showers you with kisses until you both need oxygen.

Everyone on set can tell how much his energy shifts now that you are around and are impressed with your acting debut and how professional you are both being.

The viewers already know that you are together, but you both have jobs to do and can’t play around like when you cook at home.

After the first couple of days, he isn’t used to you in a negative way, but his cheeky side is peeking through now that the shock of you being there has lessened.

As the crew is doing the pre-shift interviews as all of you get ready for the day, he says, “Oh well, I am definitely not the intern now that Nari is here. I’ve been running this for 2-3 days before she got here. Don’t worry, I’ll make sure that is cleared up.” He says with a sly grin.

This remark is because the day before, you had gotten playfully sassy when he was trying to show you how to do something. Your reply was, “Um, I’m sorry. I’m the chef at home, so I think I can handle myself just fine, pretty boy; go check on the table 4.” giggling as he walked away.

The workday starts, and Tae calls a team meeting, shocking the older members with his boldness. Once everyone is gathered, he brings up an issue with his boss, Seo Jin. “Hyung, now that Nari is here, I think that we need to reconfigure the hierarchy of this establishment.”

You sit in the corner and roll your eyes only for a moment before they bug out of your head as the older man agrees with Tae. As Wooshik arrived a day before you, that makes you the true intern and the one with the least authority.

The whole time Seo Jin is explaining this amongst the other's discussion, you are glaring at your boyfriend while he has his tongue poking the inside of his cheek the whole time, looking the cockiest he has in a hot minute. Which is highly arousing. You won’t lie, but you are still annoyed.

You head to the back and start to gather the equipment the team will need to prep the snack foods of the day; Tae follows you with the excuse that nobody can make better rice than him so that he will start it.

Despite his attempts to show affection or joke around, you ignore him, fighting a smile because he is just your goofball boy that you are madly in love with and aren’t upset.

Dropping off the tools to Yumi and Seo Joon first, you return to the kitchen for the remaining items needed for the day. Chuckling to yourself about the events of the day so far, you get spun around and pinned to the fridge in a split second.

Tae has both of your hands in one of his above your head, and his other hand caresses your cheek, “Oh jagiya, now it’s official that you must listen to me. But that won’t be a problem; we both know how well you take instruction from me, right?”

With a smirk at your speechlessness, he gives you quick pecks on the forehead, nose, cheeks, and lips and turns to assist the others in prepping the food.

You remain frozen with heat pooling in your stomach for the next several seconds before Yumi comes to gather veggies from the fridge for the rolls.

Noticing your wide eyes, still leaning up against the fridge, she asks, “Nari, are you all right? You hadn’t been seen in a while.” Returning to Earth, you nod, saying, “Sorry, there were a few dishes, then I got overheated, so I just leaned against here a moment.” She nods with a smile, “Glad you are feeling better; we all get hot and bothered in a kitchen, so do what you need to, yeah?”

As she walks away, you grin, knowing the real reason you were back there, and mumble to yourself, “You can say that again.”

Very quickly, you wanted nothing more than to be in the States. The mean girls at your new school were ruthless and made the popular girls at your old school look like mice. Though you weren’t at the peak of fitness, you still weren’t overweight and were happy in your body until now. Over in Korea, your classmates acted like being over 90 lbs. was a mortal sin and would ridicule you to no end for the tiniest little thing.

One day, you had run away to a dark corner of the gym to cry and hide from the little jerks. During your sob, you heard the doors open but paid no mind. Until you heard classical music playing. You look up and see the most graceful person you've ever seen. You had recognized the boy as being a grade above you and quite often was on the receiving end of bullying from the jocks and wealthier boys.

You always wanted to step in and help since you knew how awful the kids there could be but were too shy. As you watched him, you became entranced with his movements, fluid and natural like you'd never witnessed. Little did you know, he saw you the whole time but recognized that you were trying to avoid attention, so he focused on honing his self-made routine.

After 15 more minutes, he shuts off the music and walks toward you. You are frozen as he's caught you looking at him, and you don't know if he wanted an audience or if he would find you creepy; you didn't need any more enemies here.

He squats down and says, "Annyeong, I'm Jimin! What did you think?" you shake your head, surprised that he isn't upset at all, and reply, "Nice to meet you; I'm y/n, and my family just moved here from the States. I don't know much about that style of dance, but I thought it looked great!”.

He chuckles sheepishly, not expecting such a strong response, then says, "Oh, um…thanks! It's how I express myself when I can't find the words or I have nobody that would listen anyway.” “Well, it's beautiful! Why don't you participate in the talent show that's coming up? You can dance, and based on the humming I've heard from you, I'd be willing to bet you have a wonderful voice, too!".

Jimin is full-on blushing at this point but just shakes his head and explains that not only does he have stage fright, but not even his parents know about his love for dancing as he's worried they would disapprove. Plus, at this school, the boys are split into jocks and gay (only because they don't wholly align or agree with the jocks, btw), and he doesn't need to give his bullies any more ammo.

You frown at the thought of talent like that being hidden away, so you take one for the team for the sake of evenness. "Jimin, how about if I enter it too!? I can draw a detailed picture in the allotted time; now I have anxiety, so if you face your fear, I will, too! Friends don't let each other struggle alone, right?

He agrees, and a handshake leads to a month of y'all preparing together and critiques and confidence-building exercises. All of that led to you both tying for 1st place and began a wonderful friendship where you watched each other grow up and continued to help each other throughout high school.

That all changed at graduation. Suddenly, you were magnets with the same charge, and he couldn't get far enough away from you. You tried asking multiple times what was wrong or teasing him that he had a secret girlfriend, but that only made him angrier, to the point of walking to get his diploma and immediately leaving town.

You figured that was the explanation once you found out about his becoming an idol. He was anxious about going and leaving all of you and just didn't cope with it well. You were still hurt, but at least he was doing what he loved, and you were immensely proud of him!

Fast forward 5 years, and you finally can go to one of their concerts. You wouldn't hold up a "Remember Me?" sign despite your friend's suggestions. You simply wanted to support your friend, and while you missed him, you knew he led a hectic life and, more than likely, barely had time for friends.

Plus, your face had matured, grown out your hair, and gotten more in shape but still maintained your thiccy status, so you doubted he would be able to pick you out of a crowd even with a sign!

Well, surprise of all surprises, he did recognize you. Still, you had no clue until a member of his team caught up with you as you were about to leave the venue and directed you towards a secret path backstage because "Mr. Park wants to speak with you." You are confused, nervous, and excited all at the same time. It had been years since you had seen Jimin, and his abrupt departure still stung.

When you enter his dressing room, his eyes widen, and you both blush. He looks impressive, flushed from the concert and trying to catch his breath in a simple t-shirt and joggers. "Y/n, is that you? I'm going to feel like the biggest baby if I'm mistaken, but I had to know." You gulp nervously and just nod your head, awaiting his reaction.

He breaks out into the biggest grin and captures you in the world's tightest embrace. All of the emotions swirling within you can't help but be released at the physical contact you craved for so long.

When he can tell you are crying, he backs away and holds one shoulder while wiping your tears from your cheek with his other hand. "Woah, y/n, what's wrong? Do I smell that bad?". You can't help but giggle at this but manage to shake your head to reassure him.

Failing several times at speaking and not crying, he instructs his driver to take you two to a late-night café; he needs caffeine after the concert, and he knows that a good hot chocolate will also be of service to you. You spend 3 hours in that café explaining your breakdown to him and him verifying your theory of why he just disappeared.

He was thrilled to become an idol, but he didn't want to face telling his best friend goodbye, so he took the cowardly route. All is mended and very quickly, you are hanging out with the guys, or he is coming to visit you at work, and it feels just like the old days.

That is, until movie night. Jimin had told you about a monthly movie night at the communal house that the guys had started years ago to hang out together and relax.

You said it sounded fun and told him to say hi to the guys for you! He then sheepishly admits that it is a good time, but it'd be better if you could make it; there is no pressure, but he wanted you there if possible.

It’s been a minute since you did something fun like this, so you agree and pack an overnight bag in case he is too tired to bring you home afterward. About halfway through the movie, he changes seats and goes next to you after excusing himself to the bathroom.

When you ask him why the change of scenery, he makes up something about Tae manspreading too much, and he felt claustrophobic. You don't completely buy it, but you won’t turn away his shoulder as a headrest.

After the credits roll, you turn towards Jimin to gauge if you are crashing or if he will bring you home. The moment your head turns, his lips are on yours; it was not a long kiss, but you felt his intense passion.

He breaks away with you, still in shock, and feels instantly guilty for springing it on you, "Y/n, I'm so sorry. I just ugghhh… I've liked you for a while now, and I couldn't help it anymore, but I'm sorry, and I hope I don't lose you again please say something….anything".

You start giggling while staring off, trying to process everything that happened. Not only does your best friend like you as you do them, but they also just kissed you and think that it could have a negative effect on you.

Gently placing your hand on his knee, you look him in the eye and reply, "Jimin, you have nothing to worry about, alright? I like you too, and while the kiss was sudden, it was certainly nothing to feel guilty about, okay?". Your eyes dart from his to the floor a couple times as you await his response.

He wraps you up in a hug so full of relief that you tear up for him; afterward, you initiate the kiss, and this one morphs into a decade-long release of repressed emotions.

Very quickly, you find yourself straddling his lap with both of you shirtless. Telling that things are about to progress, Jimin says, "Y/n, I want you so bad, but is this a good idea? I can't be a typical boyfriend with my schedule, and I don't want to hurt you or our friendship."

Thoughtfully, you look down, biting your lip, then after a short pause, reply, "Look, I know you're busy, and it won't hurt the friendship, okay? It can be an added perk if you're okay with it." You weren't entirely thrilled about the idea, but you had dreamed of this for too long and would be damned for this opportunity to be blocked right now.

He looks at you and verifies that this is what you want; internally, he is not thrilled at not having labels either but will take what he can get at this point. After a mutual understanding nod, he flips you over on the couch and strips you both down to nothing. After bringing you to three climaxes just from his tongue, he runs to his room to grab a condom.

Upon returning, he ensures you are ready by warming you up a bit by rubbing circles on your clit with his thumb. This doesn't take long, and your walls are pulsing around him; finally, after countless dreams of what you'd feel like around him, you cum simultaneously, and he nuzzles into the crook of your neck.

Once you've both caught your breath, he cleans you up, and y'all change and cuddle in his bed until late morning. Upon waking, you are both reminiscing about the night before, and you are starry-eyed, saying how happy he makes you and hoping you did the same for him. "Of course, y/n, I couldn't be happier." "Okay, good Jiminssi, me neither!" "God, I love you…shibal.. y/n I-"

His apology is cut short when you launch forward, tackling him and peppering his face with kisses, "Jimin Park, you better not apologize, or I’ll be angry. Now kiss me." He does, and while y'all catch your breath after a few minutes, you lean your forehead against his and whisper, "Oh, and in case it wasn't obvious, I love you too."

Right after this moment, Hobi walks in to awaken Jimin but sees you and instantly rushes one hand to his eyes and the other to his chest, "Aish y/n, I didn't know you were still here. I'm sorry to intrude. Are you not feeling well? I know how protective Jimin gets when you are sick." Jimin groans and rubs the bridge of his nose, "Hobi hyung, we are both fully clothed. You can open your eyes, and she isn't sick; she is my girlfriend."

He replies with a smile punctuating his sentence, and you grin teary-eyed that this is happening; the grin is cut short by Hobi's flopping onto the bed in excitement and lightly slapping you and Jimin's legs, babbling about how great this is and happy he is for y'all. Quickly, the rest of the guys gather to see the commotion and are equally excited but give both of you space.

After about an hour of them hanging around and interrogating y'all about your backstory and what happened between the movie and now for this significant change to occur, they leave you to relax in your new relationship. "Jimin, I know you are busy, so I won’t expect you to hang out all the time or take me on loads of dates or anything, okay? You are stressed enough, and I don’t want to add to it.”

He chuckles and cups your cheek, "Y/n, you could never stress me out. You are right. I am quite busy these days. However, I will continue to make time for you. When I said that earlier, I was just worried about you not feeling the same or allowing my feelings to be felt. For one, we can still do all the hangouts we do now. I am simply doing them with my girlfriend now, so that's pretty great! Plus I will take you on dates and everything. I need to make up for lost time. What I said at the cafe was true, but I also was scared of my feelings, and if you "accused" me of having a secret girlfriend one more time, I was going to lose it and confess. The point is, you melted my heart from day one, and now it's time I show you how much I adore you forever."

STAY TUNED FOR “MELTING”