Jimin

I wake up to soft singing, I get up groggigly. I got a full night's rest but I'm still tired. 

Jin walks in and smiles, pulling me out of my somewhat sour mood. My mind instantly floods with memories of yesterday.

Walking in on the fight, meeting BTS, and most importantly the fact Namjoon almost kissed me. I run my hands through my hair, this is not good. 

I barely met him yesterday and I already have a crush. It's not my fault he's so hot and charming.

"Good morning Jimin!"

I smile and quickly stand up.

"Good morning Jin-hyung."

I say, getting up to bow. Jin rolls his eyes and chuckles

"Yah! You don't have to be so formal! I'm not that old."

I blush a little, once again I have embarrassed myself. Jin laughs and moves the hair from my eyes. 

"Come on I need help making breakfast and who knows what will happen if I let the others help."

We both laugh and walk to the kitchen. Maybe this won't be so bad afterall.

"Oh and Jimin?"

Jin says as he hands me a stack of plates, his eyes never leaving the pantry.

"Yes hyung?"

"Mind filling me in on your little crush."

And the secret is partially out 

I feel my face heat up and I'm pretty sure I'm as red as an apple. Jin laughs, making me blush even more. 

"H-how do y-you know about that?"

Way to go with the fucking stuttering. 

Jin chuckles a little and pats my shoulder.

"Did you really think I didn't see Namjoon try to kiss you yesterday?"

So much for being smooth.

I begin to stutter out an excuse. I can't believe he knows about the stupid crush. 

This is just great, another epic screw up by yours truly. Jin only laughs and goes back to cooking.

End me now please

Namjoon

I wake up to the smell of food and I smile. The smell is pleasant so Jin must be the one making breakfast. 

I head downstairs and find that Jimin is also awake. I guess he gets up early like Jin. 

At least hyung has someone to keep him company.

I walk down the stairs slowly, admiring Jimin as he sets the table. He's so beautiful that it seems unreal.

He looks like an angel

Jimin looks up and I awkwardly wave. He looks down, a blush making its presence known on his face. 

You could have just stopped staring 

"You don't stand a chance."

I whip my head around and am met with a smug looking Yoongi. I give him a side glare and ignore him. 

It's too early to kick his ass 

"You think you do?"

I bite back, I'm tired of Yoongi thinking he's the shit. 

He laughs lightly with a smirk on his face 

"I do actually. I have a better chance than you."

I roll my eyes but deep down I believe know he's right. I mean look at Jimin, then there's me. 

Maybe I'm hoping for the impossible

Jin

I chuckle at Jimin's blush. He's absolutely whipped for Namjoon.

Jimin looks at me, embarrassed that he was caught. I give him a knowing look and he pushes me playfully. I love teasing him, he's so cute when he's mad. 

"Are you gonna pout or help me set up the table?"

I question, hand resting on my hip. Jimin scrambles to set the table. I chuckle and go back to making breakfast.

How can he be so cute.

I place the last of the bacon on the plate, finally the food was finished. 

"BREAKFAST IS READY!!"

I chuckle as everyone runs down the stairs. They act like they haven't eaten in days, it's funny but annoying.

Everyone sits down and starts to dig in. I swat their hands away, they have no table manners.

"Since Jimin is new here he should get the first plate. Besides by the time you all are done there'll be nothing left for him."

Jimin gives me a small smile.

"It's alright hyung. I don't really eat much so go ahead."

I shake my head, he needs all the nutrition he can get. He's very thin and looks weak.

"Oh well...then boys you can continue to pig out."

I watch as the boys pile food onto their plates, Jimin only getting half of what they eat.

He should really eat more. 

I know it's wrong for me to think that but Jimin is really skinny. I'm pretty sure that's just how he naturally is but I can't deny the fact his skinniness looks very unhealthy. Likes it's intentional. 

Is he starving himself?

I shake my head, I barely met him yesterday and I'm already worrying about him. I put my attention on the conversation Hobi and Taehyung are having. I laugh a little, they're arguing about who's better at playing Mario Kart. 

"So Jimin are you ready for today?"

He gives a confused look, "What's going on today?"

"Oh Namjoon didn't tell you. You're going to the studio today with us. You're going to record with us too. Actually you're recording a solo."

I give Yoongi a dirty look. Why does he have to be such an asshole to Namjoon. 

Jimin

A fucking solo?!?!?! Today?!?!? 

I'm not freaking out because I have to do a solo song, their-errr- I mean our manager prepared me for the possibility of a solo. I just didn't expect it to be this soon. 

I look over at Namjoon and see that he looks embarrassed. I also look over at Yoongi and notice his smirk, I also notice the glare Jin is giving him. 

What the hell is going on with them?

First Namjoon tries to kiss me and then Jin calls me out on my crush the next day. 

Now Yoongi is acting very rude towards Namjoon. His attitude completely different from his interviews. 

To top it all off Hoseok, Taehyung and Jungkook are acting like this is normal. That leaves only me out of the loop and really confused.

Do they know something I don't know?

I give Namjoon a smile, he didn't mean any harm. 

"No he didn't but it's okay."

"Are you sure?" 

Both Yoongi and Namjoon ask while glaring at each other 

I give a smile, mainly towards Namjoon. I feel really bad for him, especially with way Yoongi is talking to him.

"Of course. Manager-nim already told me I would most likely be doing a solo."

Namjoon's worried expression turns into one of relief. I can't help but feel proud, I made him feel better. 

Stop thinking like that. You do not, I repeat you DO NOT like him like that. 

"Is there anything else planned for today?" 

I might as well mentally prepare myself for whatever they have in store for me. 

Hoseok gives me a wide smile.

"Actually there is. We have dance practice later, like at three."