I recommend you listen to ‘Serendipity’ by BTS, on repeat, I know what I’m saying xD enjoy :)

“You’re the first person to ever tell me such things after I came to Korea and it made me kind of sentimental,” You mumble, while looking up to the sky, avoiding his gaze that is focused on the teardrop sitting on your cheekbone and shining from the light that falls on it.

“Deep down you are a softie,” he giggles as he raises his hand, bringing his index finger closer to your face and with it carefully- as if not to break you- wiping away the teardrop.

Startled, your eyes avert to his in shock, and all you can see is him giving you the sweetest of smiles and then looking down on his shoes.

“Well, I’m not made of stone,” you mumble feeling the heat on your cheeks rising. Thank goodness, it’s freaking cold outside and you can blame it for the pink shade of your cheeks.

“True, but still you don’ t show this side of yours often,”  he says, “In fact this might be the first time I ever see a tears on your face and appreciate been able to see it.”

Oh, my, please stop being so sweet,

You beg in your mind, feeling the sudden warmth that is created in your stomach.

Did anyone dip him into honey or something what is going on? He was furious a while ago.

After a small pause, of silence, with your emotions being all over the place, you decide to change the subject and forget the storm of emotions within you.

“So…, since we’re good now, should we go back?” you ask and he gives you a skeptical look, pursing his lips and giving a small hum as he rolls his eyes in thought.

“Hmm…No,” he says and you give a questioning look, “I really wanted to eat roasted chestnuts, so we’re going to buy roasted chestnuts.”

And just like that he grabs you by your wrist and drags you until you reach a central road of Busan, where there is much more commotion and even a few stores are open.

“Where do we buy them from?” you ask, turning to look at him and you notice he is scanning for a food truck that could be selling roasted chestnuts.

Not having heard you, Jimin doesn’t respond to you and you remain looking at his profile. The tip of his nose and his cheeks are red from the cold, matching- nearly perfectly- with his messy hair. His forehead is clearly visible because the wind is pushing the strands of hair back. His ear is also red, thing that makes you think you should have gotten beanies, since your coats don’t have hoods. Now, his facial feature that captures you most are his lips.

You notice that they are plumper than most men- you’ve met- have. His lips seem a bit dry and tiny bit chapped- again due to the low temperature-, but you don’t  pay attention, as you mainly focus on their shape, and how the corner- visible to you- ends.

You nearly jump out of your own skin when you feel him tugging you and then pulling you to cross the road.

What the fu-

Come to your senses, Y/N.

You tell yourself, once you come back to reality and your haze has reached an end.

You finally cross the road and buy the roasted chestnuts Jimin claimed to be craving for, like a pregnant woman. Now this last comparison gives an idea to tease him.

“So, how many months old are you?” you ask him, with a teasing smile as you see him munch on a chestnut.

“What do you mean?” he asks giving you a suspicious look.

“How many months pregnant are you? Mostly pregnant women have weird cravings like you,” you giggle as his suspicious look turns into a poker face while his hands drop to his side as if there is no life in him.

“Actually, I’m on an early stage,” he shrugs deciding to play along with your joke, “That’s why you can’t see my belly,” he gives you a proud look rubbing his belly-above the coat- pretending that there’s a to-be-child in there.

You burst out laughing, not having thought he’d actually joke along with you.

“Oooh,” you say in mock-shock, “Boy or girl?”

“Dog,” he answers and both of you laugh and this extremely unrealistic scenario you have created.

“So, where to now?” you ask, seeing that he doesn’t seem to be wanting to return back home.

“Well, I say, we take our chestnuts, buy some soju and beer and go to the beach.” He suggests.

“To the beach!?” You  ask.

“Yes!”

“It’s freaking cold why would we go to the beach?” you ask wrapping your arms around yourself and looking at him with wide eyes.

“Aaah, fool,” he mutters while rolling his eyes, “The beach is the best place to go, there’s going to be fireworks, we can sit down, enjoy the see and the show,” he explains to you and your face expression softens, “Beside, many people go to the beach at this time of the year- not to swim obviously- but it’s beautiful and nice.”

“Huh…,” you begin, contemplating the idea.

It might be cold as hell, but since people are going to be there- based on his words- they most likely will have lit a fire, you could go and share it with the others. Adding to that, you can avoid Cody and the awkwardness in that house, as well as the guilt both of you happen to feel towards everyone who doesn’t know, because you are lying straight to their faces about your relationship.

“Yeah, sure, let’s go. But no alcohol,” you state and he shakes his head negatively.

“I promised you I’d teach you how to drink,” he retorts.

“Well, we could start with something less heavy,” you say making a weird and derpy face expression.

“No, sorry, we’re heading straight for the good stuff,” he mumbles.

And just like that you end up at a not so crowded beach of Busan. Unfortunately the people there have not managed to start a fire yet and your butts are freezing, but still it’s better than being in the same place with Cody.

And to be honest the soju that is mixed with some beer sure does help warm you up a little bit.

“Have you ever gotten drunk?” he asks after filling up your plastic cup.

“Hmmm, no, not really,” you respond.

“What!? Why!?” he asks looking at you with a look that screams screams shock.

“Well, I don’t have much preference for alcohol.”

“You’re lame,”  he responds scooting closer you in order to get warmer.

You bought a medium sized blanket from a person that sold them at the beach- for god-knows-why- and you sat on it on the sand spreading your stuff and along with that, preventing your clothes from getting sand all over them.

“You’re more lame,” you respond.

“We’re both lame.”

“Yay,”

“Cheers,” he raises his cup to ‘clink’ and you pout not really wanting to drink it.

“Drink up, we won’t consume enough to get drunk,” he says and you sigh drinking some of the alcohol in your plastic cup, actually believing his words.

Well, Jimin’s statement was a huge lie.

Both of you drank more than you should have.

At first you didn’t really enjoy the taste of the alcohol and the way it made you feel, however it gave you warmth and so you kept on drinking and drinking, while keeping a smooth conversation with Jimin, not even realizing how you had emptied an entire bottle of Soju along with some beer that you didn’t measure the amount you drank off.

Now Jimin on the other hand, he is drunk too feeling more accustomed to being in this state.

“How long until midnight?” you ask with a hiccup in the end.

“Mmm,” Jimin gets his phone out from his pocket he opens it and it reads;

11:53, December 31st , 2016.

“Oooh! In seven minutes!!” he chims not having realized how the time went by.

“Wow,” you gasp, your buzzed mind realizing that this year is coming to an end in exactly less than seven minutes.

“Are you going to call your parents?” he asks turning to look at you.

“They most likely have a few hours until they celebrate, I’ll call them then,” you sigh remembering that you can’t be with them right now, even though that was the original plan.

“Aah, I see, you miss them, don’t you?” he asks.

“Yeaah, well I haven’t seen them in a few months and I won’t be able to visit them until spring break,” you purse your lips averting your gaze to the waves.

“Aawh, it’s okay, you have me for now,” he tells you and puts his arm around your shoulder bringing you closer to him.

“Thanks,” you  mumble, letting your head rest on him and closing your eyes.

“Hey! Hey! Hey!” he shakes you and forces you to open your eyes.

“What?” You whine, feeling like the need to sleep right now is immense.

“Don’t sleep!! It’s going to be midnight in two minutes!” he exclaims and you pout, feeling like sleep is way more important than the New Year’s Eve.

“Aah, let me close my eyes for a moment,” you whine and try to get comfortable on him again.

“Sorry, no,” he pushes you off and not being able to support yourself by reflex, you fall back, and basically lie down on the blanket.

“Aaah, that’s more comfortable,”  you mumble as you try to get into a better position.

“Aaaiish,” you hear Jimin, and to your surprise you are being pushed to lie back on your back and with no warning you see Jimin hovering over you.

“What are you doing?” you ask him giving him a confused look, utterly clueless and unable to think of any ways that this could evolve.

“Keeping you from falling asleep what do you think?” he asks as he holds himself more stably above you and now has a full view to your face;

Your cheeks and nose are red both from the cold and the alcohol. Your eyes are half closed due to being sleep deprived.

His eyes travel from your own ones to your lips that are forming a small pout, that gives him a strange feeling , urging him for something.

You, having been tempted by the closeness of his face, can’t help but look at his lips either. Right when you feel like you’ve been caught by Jimin you avert your eyes to look at him and you see him staring into your eyes deeply.

Strange emotions are overtaking both of you. It feels like the fireworks are about to blow up inside your stomachs instead of the sky. These feelings are confusing and either of  you are is sure if they should be welcomed. Yet again, the logic in your minds is currently on mute working as an aftereffect of the alcohol you’ve consumed.  

Therefore, with no boundaries keeping you from crossing that line, Jimin slowly leans in to your lips, attaches them to yours and you show no rejection.

Instead, when his lips touch yours, you feel like those fireworks really exploded within you.

What is this feeling?

What is this warmth you’re receiving right now?

Why does it feel so good?

And more importantly why haven’t you experienced it before?

You don’t care about all the why-s you just need more of that, so you respond to Jimin’s kiss.

On perfect timing the real fireworks are set off, giving the dark sky of Seoul happy and shiny colors that only last for a single moment before other’s arrive.

Completely out of instinct, you grab with your hand the colar of his coat and pull him closer to you, not sure how this would help, but I certainly changed the kiss for the better.

Now, what forces both you and Jimin away from one another are the sudden flashes from cameras that are pointed towards you.

“Oh, my god, that was so cute.”

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IT HAPPENED!!!

YAS!

I HAD THIS KISS PLANNED EVER SINCE I WROTE CHAPER 19 OF THIS DAMN FANFIC!!!!

I KEPT CHANGING SCENERIES THINKING THEY WEREN’T GOOD ENOUGH, BUT DAMN, IF I SAID I WASN’T SATISFIED WITH THIS ONE I’M GONNA BE CAUGHT IN A LIE.

Soooooooooooooooooooooo…..

This has been awaited for aaa long timeeeeeee,

I don’t usually do this, but I want to ask if you enjoyed it, if it was nicely presented for you, if you  got dem feels *shakes eyebrows like a maniac*

Now don’t be fooled.

This is nowhere near the end xD

We still have time for torture a head of us :D

I can’t even describe how happy I am to finally have reached this point of the plot :’))

I like to think that things will get just tiny bit more interesting than before!!

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ALSO.

THE ALBUM.

DNA.

MIC DROP???!!?!?!?!?!?!?

GO GO CHOREOGRAPHY??!!!!??!?!?!?!?!?!

JESUS CHRIST     I AM NOT OKAY.

DEM FEELS.

I CAN’T HANDLE DEM BOIS.

IT’S JUST TOO MUCH.

LEMME HAVE A LIFE AND DON’T ROAST THE HELL OUT OF ME IN PIED PIPER.

When I read the lyrics I legit thought that they possibly have cameras in every ARMY’s room xD

WHICH IS IMPOSSIBLE.

I wonder if they know about fanfics too………………………………

Most likely they do, because they stalk us as much as we stalk them….

Damn….

Like group, like fandom they say.

AERFGHGHGHGAHGAAHHH

I don’t know what else to say xD

Me personally, I’m alive, I’m healthy, studying my arse off like NamJoon said I turned off the Vapp and twitter xD ( Pied Piper is legit a motivation for me to study.

I’d be more affective if I understood what they are saying though XD)

I have no idea when I’m going to update again,

I’ll try not to keep you waiting long, as….i have left a cliffhanger xD

Sorry, XD

Eeeh, that’s about it.

Let’s keep fangirling and die because of Kpop.

BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!