#lostinyourlight

Jimin: Great, hang on. (covers phone) Sorry honey, can’t tonight. (points phone) I’ve got FaceTime. 

Y/N: Hey are we turning on our video or what?

Jimin: Ah yes, just a minute babe. 

Jimin’s guest was actually pissed. She got up and dressed up as quickly as she can. She’s been wanting to stay the night since they started seeing each other not so long ago, but he always has his FaceTime appointments with you that seriously last for hours. 

You’ll always be his top priority. For the record, he stood up several dates and came running to you when you needed him. And he’ll forever brag about that.

Y/N: Are you with someone right now?

Jimin: No- I- (stammers) I mean yes. And I- hang on. (to the lady) Hon, I’m really sorry, I-

The lady didn’t say a word. She grabbed her stuff and slammed the front door as she left. 

Jimin finally requested for a video call. 

Y/N: There you are. (wears glasses) I’m so sorry. You should’ve told me you have someone in there. 

Jimin: Nah, you know the drill. (puts the phone on top of the drawer) It’s always you first.

He walks towards his study to get something so you had a great view of his back with the phases of the moon tattoo. 

Y/N: Aw, I appreciate it, really. But please let me know if I’m bothering you in any way. 

Jimin: You’re never a bother, okay? Besides, we already had a couple of rounds and-

Y/N: Okay shush! Spare me the details! Also, can you put a shirt on please?

Jimin: I will, okay? Jesus woman, you’re too demanding. Can’t you just admire my (poses) perfectly sculpted body for a minute?

Y/N: (scoffs) God you narcissist. I just don’t want you catching a cold, okay? You can barely take care of yourself when you’re sick.  

Jimin: So get your shit done there and get to LA, ASAP. Okay? 

Y/N: I know, I know. (Wears coat) Hey I’ll call you again in a bit. I’m heading to work and it’s raining so I need this hand for my umbrella, ‘kay? Call you when I get to the train. 

Jimin: Okay. Hey, take care.

Y/N: I will. (Winks) Fluff you! (Blows a kiss) Mmwah!

Jimin: (smiles) Fluff you, weirdo. Later. 

Fluff you - your version of “I love you” and sometimes “fuck you” because you’re never allowed to curse at each other. You never uttered these three words. You feel like it feels so couple-ish and you prefer the weirder one.

You called again as promised. This is one of the times where you spend a hell lot of time FaceTiming with your best friend and just talking nonsense. Even when you start your day at work, you’ll stay on the line with him. Even your colleagues know him and some girls are actually gushing over him and you know he enjoys it.

Meanwhile in his apartment, he’s having some banana muffins for midnight snack while you guys chat. Time skips to him brushing his teeth and eventually going to bed. Nobody wants to hang up even if you weren't on any topic anymore. 

You were busy designing when you heard little snores in your airpods. You smile. You were right, you saw his face so close to the camera and he’s already fallen asleep. This always happened during your FaceTime sessions - either of you falling asleep on the other line. 

You stop what you’re doing to admire his pretty face for a second. You always loved seeing how he looked so peaceful and how his lips get so pouty like a chick’s beak when he sleeps.

Suddenly, he mumbles in his sleep.

Jimin: Y/n?

Y/N: Hm?

Jimin: (slurs) Come home to me soon, mkay?

Y/N: (chuckles softly) I will. I promise.

Jimin: (hums and smiles in his sleep) Fluff you.

Y/N: (smiles) Sleep tight, Chim. Fluff you. (ends call)

You were startled when a colleague magically appeared beside you.

Y/N: Oh shoot, Kelly! (Removes airpods) You’re gonna give me a heart attack!

Kelly: Seriously? With all the time you spend catching up, the effort being in different timezones - you still claim you’re just best friends?

Y/N: And what the hell is wrong with that? 

Kelly: Girl, you’re practically like a couple with the wrong label called “best friends”. 

You just laugh at her remark.

Kelly: I’m all for opposite sex besties, but yours is different. No besties refuse to hang up just to watch each other do their thing until one of them falls asleep. And the way he tells you he fluffs you? (Groans) Ugh! Just give Jimin to me if you don’t want him.

Y/N: Wha- (scoffs and checks her ears) Did you have some device tapped on my phone? How do you even know about all that? 

Kelly: Chill woman, I heard you tell each other that a few times.

Y/N: (sighs) For the nth time, I guess we’re just…different. Okay? I mean among other besties out there. 

Kelly: Exactly. You’re different. (sighs) One day when you’re back in LA, you’re gonna be calling me just to tell me that you guys took it to the next level. Trust me. (Winks)(checks time) It’s almost lunch time. (Gasps) See?! You’ve been talking for almost four freaking hours!

You just laughed and pushed her swivel chair away. 

One day in LA. 

Hobi: Seriously dude, I’ve been trying to get a hold of you last night. (Puts coffee on his desk)  What the hell is wrong with your phone?

Jimin: (points) It died and I’m just charging. Why were you calling anyway? (Drinks coffee)

Hobi: Nah, had some drinks with the boys after the team dinner and they asked you to tag along. At first I couldn't get through the line, then a little while later I went straight to voicemail.

Jimin: (reading something) Ahh, I must be on FaceTime with y/n and then I probably fell asleep again and then my phone died.

Hobi: I figured that might be the case. And even if I reached you, you wouldn’t join us right?

Jimin: (nods) Mhm. It’s our FaceTime day dude, you know that.

Hobi: Yeah, drop drinks, dates and everything for y/n. And you still won’t admit it?

Jimin: Admit what? 

Hobi: That you love her. Hello? Reality to Jimin? 

Jimin: We do love each other. As-

Hobi: Oh fuck that best friend label. 

Jimin: (scoffs) You’re ridiculous. We don’t see each other that way, okay? 

Hobi: Tell me. Was there never a time you imagined- (shrugs) you know, doing more couple things with her than just bullying and pissing her off? I mean, damn man, she’s pretty hot and I'd date her if I were in your shoes.

Jimin: (snorts)  Are you crazy? One, I won’t even allow her to date you, you pervert. Two, can you not put those kinds of things in my head? Three, get outta here now. She’s flying in tonight and I’m finishing this up so I can leave early, polish things up in our apartment and get her from the airport.

Hobi: Fine. But one, you’re so mean for not letting me date her. Two - why? Do those “things” do something to your head or heads? (Snickers) And three, (nods) living together. Interesting. 

Jimin: Fuck you. (Throws a paper on him) Out! Now!

Hobi has questioned your friendship a number of times already. Jimin told you about this once and you told him that Hobi has a female counterpart in your company - Kelly - who’s been nagging you about the same thing. You just laugh and brush it off. Though you won’t deny - you both actually thought about it. You just didn’t dare say it out loud to each other, too afraid to make things awkward between you.

Time skip to that night. Jimin fell asleep on the couch while watching TV, topless again. He was startled when you threw a shirt at him. 

Jimin: (groans) Argh, y/n! 

Y/N: What? (Scoffs) No wonder you always catch a cold. (Sits beside him) Plus, you now have an actual lady in the house so it’s just proper that you wear one in common areas. Reserve your exposed ‘perfectly sculpted’ body to your girls. (takes a sip from Jimin’s beer) Seriously, do you want me to put that shirt on you?

Jimin: God, when have you become such an impatient nagger? (Wears shirt) There. Happy? 

You smile and cuddle with him. You’re both used to this, but why is he a bit tense this time?

Jimin: Am I a cushion or what?

Y/N: Since when did you learn to complain so much? 

You put his arm aside so you can lean on his chest and you wrap that same arm around your shoulders.

Y/N: Ahh, there. (Giggles)

Jimin: (hums) Hm. Someone missed me that much. 

Y/N: Sure, if that makes you happy. (Switches to Netflix)

Jimin: (sniffs your hair) What’s that smell? 

Y/N: Oh that’s my favorite shampoo in Japan. I hoarded quite a few for us. (Winks) 

Jimin: I like it. 

You start sniffing his arm that’s wrapped around you and then you wiggled to sniff his chest.

Jimin: Y/n! 

Y/N: Are you wearing cologne or what? What’s that smell? 

You even try to sniff his armpit, literally burying your face in that little space between his chest and biceps.

Jimin: (pushes your face away) Y/n! Seriously! Are you a dog or what?

You laugh like a maniac. You know how he hates it when you sniff his armpits.

Y/N: (scowls) You know I feel so relaxed when I do that to you!

Jimin: And we’re also too old for that!

You huff and you cuddled in the same position.

Y/N: Grumpy brat. 

After a little while.

Y/N: Chim? You didn’t bring any girl in your room yet, yeah? 

Jimin: I did not, okay? At least not yet. 

Y/N: Hm. Good. You know I can’t imagine sleeping in the same bed where you screw your girls you know. 

Jimin: (scoffs) Wow. You make it sound like all I do is screw women every night.

Y/N: I did not say that.

Jimin: (huffs) That basically sounds the same thing. Don’t worry, okay? We’re gonna get the other room cleaned up so you could finally settle in. I just moved in so please bear with the inconvenience. 

Y/N: Oh it’s fine. We used to sleep in one bed during our playdates when we were kids, so this is not something new. 

Jimin: You sure you’re good? I can sleep on the couch if that’s better.  

Y/N: (groans) Ugh, stop being dramatic about it.

In the middle of the series, Jimin is already feeling sleepy while you’re still in the early morning Japan time.

Y/N: Chim?

Jimin: (hums with eyes closed) Hm?

You look at him and he’s almost out. You chuckle softly as you lean your head on his chest, facing him, to get a better view of him. God you missed this guy.

Y/N: Park Jimin.

He seems to be drifting away to dreamland. Still, he answers with a hum. 

Y/N: (whispers) I love you.

You froze. You don’t say those three words to each other. Never.

Y/N: (mentally cursing) Shit y/n! What is wrong with you???

Jimin: (hums) Hm. 

You were hopeful he didn’t catch that. However, a couple of seconds later just before you could sigh in relief…

Jimin: I love you more, y/n. 

He said it, too. And ‘more’! Your heart skipped a bit and you don’t know why. Neither of you said “I love you” and this is much more. While you’re in the middle of overanalyzing things, his eyes slowly open. Your face is just a few inches away from his. You stare at each other for a few good seconds and god, you’ve never seen each other this close. 

And in his mind…

Jimin: Park Jimin, you’re fucked. 

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