"Finally back in Korea!" Jimin sighed, spinning around in the fresh air, glad to be off the plane.

      "Korea is beautiful," I smiled, looking at all the tall buildings.

       Yoongi smiled, and bit his lip, holding something in and wrapped his arm around me. It placed butterflies in my gut, and I turned bright red. Has this feeling always been here?

        "We have an extra room at the dorm," Jin smiled. "You can sleep there."

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         Jumping at every little sound, I felt cold and empty. Ever since I met BTS, even before I knew they were famous, Jungkook would sleep with me. It had grown into a habit to sleep with someone. Tears slipped down my cheeks and I stood up, trying to be quiet. I was never good with new places or people. It had taken a few days for me to finally accept the guys into my life.

        Slowly opening a door, I saw Jin and Yoongi, except the door opening had some how woken up Yoongi, but I also saw ear buds in Jin's ears.

       "(Y/n)?" He whispered. I said nothing and shyly walked towards his bed. The only reason I could see was from the moonlight that gave a silver glow.

       Without saying a word, he scooted aside and opened his arms.

       I feel like a kid.

        Pouting, I took a seat on the bed, but didn't lay down.

        "What's wrong?" He realized I was going to lay down with him and sat up next to me.

        "Do you see me as a little kid?" The words stumbled out of my mouth quietly, but it sounded like a bomb going off with how quiet the room was.

         "Of course not. I could never see you as a little kid," he rubbed my back reassuringly. "Why do you feel like a little kid?"

         "I have to do homework, and I can't sleep without someone next to me," I laid my head on his bare shoulder.

         "It's part of life, but I know that you aren't a kid."

         "I have a quick question. It's been bothering me since Jungkook and I broke up."

         "Hit me with it," he chuckled.

         "Is it hopeless to like someone older?"

         "Depends on how-"

         "Older as in illegal older."

         "So people nineteen and older?"

         "Yeah. Is it hopeless to like someone that I can't have?" I regretted the wording, but it expressed how I felt towards the older male.

         "You'd just have to wait a few years," he hummed, "but that's just for sex. You can date anyone older than you if you're older than thirteen. Are you older than thirteen?"

          I faked a gasp and punched him, but really, I was happy. "I'm sixteen, to have you know. So I can date anyone?"

           "Yup. You can even date me," he joked, but I didn't find it as much of a joke. My face became hot and I was at lost for words, only stuttering came out.
         
          Sensing my discomfort, he laid down, making childish grabby hands. "Sleep time. Come here."

         Feeling giddy, I snuggled into his side, resting my head on his chest. He rubbed my arm for a small bit before stopping.

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Correct me if I'm wrong about the age thing. All of the articles were confusing, and even though I'm learning Korean, I do not know Korea and it's laws.