MIYI'S POV

We laid down on the blanket after eating the few but ample dishes I prepared. He said that he found them delicious, eating them with a childish delight. Honestly, they weren't great but still worth it.

"Look that one star," he pointed the laser light I gave him. We have been making and naming our own constellations since then. Green streak of light pointing to Surius.

"What about that?" I asked.

"It's so bright."

"Mhm. That's Sirius A, also called the Dog star. It means glowing in Greek. That's the brightest-"

"Nuh uh," he interrupted and I looked towards him. "The brightest is lying beside me," he added.

That flirting affects me and I have been caught like a hundred times by now, embarassed and flustered.

"Yeah, and you are still not blind, lying beside me?"

"Mm..." He pouted and now was lying on his side to face me. "Not blind but burnt for sure. You're a hot star, baby."

I gulped, feeling my ears redden further. I turned myself to face him. "So you're burnt, huh?" I raised my eyebrows at him and he nodded innocently as if I was the culprit.

My hands went upto his stomach, my fingers moved themselves to tickle him. He moved back, trying to subdue his laugh, pretending that the tickling doesn't affect him. Believe me, it does.

I smirked, I know my mission now. I moved further and he fidgeted. I tickled him more and finally a laugh escaped his mouth and then he went uncontrollable. He rolled himself into a cocoon, trying to fight away my hands.

"Sorry, leave," he surrendered and I retreated my hands. By the time, I was sitting up and he was lying down, breathing heavily.

"No one wins against me," I proudly stated and was about to give an Action kamen laugh till he pulled me down with him. My head was upon his arm and his face right infront of me.

"You're so naughty, aren't you?"

The word naughty... It seems so odd.

"Nope," I giggled.

"I don't think so," he pecked my nose. "Naughty kids should be kept in discipline."

"Huh?"

His arms almost engulfed me in him. I could hear his heart beating roughly against his chest, loud and clear.

"You're grounded," he pronounced. "In my arms."

If that's the verdict, I am a merry criminal.

I listened to his heart beat and watched his chest rise and fall. These moments will be the ones I would remember. I would memorize the curves and arches of his determined face. I would be able to tap out the rhythm of his heart and hum the pattern of his breathing. I can't let go of something so simply beautiful as the world around us gets so ugly and begins to tarnish us. I refuse to.

"Are you sleeping?" I asked, barely whispering.

"No," he responded. "But I feel so peaceful here. Something like, I belong here and I want to stay here like this for some time."

I wrapped my arms around him. I knew he would like this. Since a past few days, or can say from weeks, his mental calm is disturbed. After everything that happened, we started dating so quick. That actually gave him no time with himself. He was so engrossed in making me comfortable that he tended to forget himself.

The purpose of this date was nothing but to give him a few moments of peace.

"I love this, Mi. Thanks for bringing me here," he whispered to my hair and later kissed my forehead. He pressed his lips hard upon my forehead as if putting a stamp on me.

"You don't have any lip tint on, right?"

"Why? You don't like my lip print on your forehead?"

"No I mean-"

"Then where would you like it else?" He questioned and I scoffed in myself. He never stops, does he? I pinched his back and his body moved forward a bit, crashing more into me.

"Oh, I just remembered, my friends gave me some gifts for the first date."

"Really? You get gifts for dating?" He asked with bewildered and also envious eyes.

"Yeah we kind of do. Like Dami's first date with Jimin and Aera has actually dated a few times before Yoongi. So..."

"What did they gift you?" He asked as he sat up making me sit with him. I pulled the bag again to myself and pulled out a plastic bag.

"Wow they're three!" He squealed.

"Ofcourse, we are four bandmates. Lol," I said and opened the bag. Didn't knew that he'll be so excited for them but I know it would be something useless.

"Umm... So, this is from Dami, it says, Jin Oppa, sorry but Yoongi Boongi is the best." I laughed and he giggled too. I teared open the gift wrap and it was a plastic gun. Literally a toy gun!

"What's that thing?"

"I don't know what goes in Dami's head," I remarked and shot at him. What I didn't know was that it was a water gun. A wet patch on his light blue shirt now.

He looked at it and I smiled awkwardly, placing the gun down and hands up in surrender.

He glanced back up and I giggled nervously, "Sorry."

"You just wait!" He grunted, picking up the gun and I pounced up instantly. Running away from wherever he was following me.

"Stop. I'm sorry," I laughed and surrendered at the same time.

"Pay for what you did, Miss Mi," he added and shot a stream at me but I dodged it.

"Come on. It's just- ahh," I moved afar again when tried to shoot. Running accross, I was just stuck, the trees in front blocking my way and behind me was Jin with a lethal grin.

"Jin, I swear, I hate getting drenched like that," I warned, looking at him rather seriously.

He snorted, "do I look like Meerkat who likes water? What will you do now, Mi? You have nowhere to go." He pointed his weapon towards me.

"Argh!" I closed my eyes tightly but felt nothing. Slowly opening my eyes, I looked at him frowning. Apparantly, the water ended. It was just a small gun anyway. I laughed out loud at his failure and he just frowned.

I walked back to the mat, kneeling down and pulling the other packet. He came and stood behind me, scooting down a little.

"It's from Aera and Yoongi? Oh he chose it, it says, be safe," I recited and opened the gift wrap to a symmetrical kind of box. Before I could even glance a bit at what it was, Jin snatched it from my hands.

"Yah?"

"Just stay put," he said and slipped the box into his pant pockets.

"I wanna see what's it. Give it back to me!" I protested.

"No. Little kids should stay away from this." He sat beside me.

"From what? And I am not a little kid," I whined and lunged towards his pocket but he held me from doing so. "You drenched my shirt. That's the least you can do. I'll see to Yoongi and Aera later on."

"Why?"

"Oh see, Ari's gift!" He pointed to the packet. I was confused a bit but concentrated on the last gift. "It says, All the best for your future Unnie and Oppa," I said and smiled.

"Wait, I'll open it," he took it from me.

"Waeeee" I complained.

"We never know if Jungkook sabotaged the gift." He opened it cautiously, peeping into the wrapper to affirm what it is before finally revealing it.

Too much fuss for a box of Ferrero Rocher?

I took the box from his hands, rather snatched it and took a chocolate to my mouth in haste.

"You were supposed to feed me," he complained.

"Why? Wasn't I the baby?" I mocked.

"Oh, so you wanna be fed?" He smirked and I just rolled my eyes. His hand motioned towards the chocolates but I slapped his hand away.

"You are using Aera's gift. I am taking Ari's."

"Believe me, you won't like me using her present," he laughed.

"Show me!" I demanded.

"Little kids should concentrate on their chocolates instead," he kissed air in essence to mock me.

"Wow, it's our first date and you behave that way to your girlfriend. Suho didn't do that!"

He shrugged and laid back down. "You still love me anyway," he smiled.

Wow, now he is even proud of that!

He patted the place beside him and even when I was desperately wanting to know what exactly was in the box, I laid beside him.

My hand sneakily went to his pant pockets and quickly drew out the box and stood up, backing off.

"You'll regret it," he said, sitting up.

"Yeah sure," I grinned but I definitely do regret it. They just gifted us... A packet of condoms?

"Told you, didn't I?"

"You could have stopped me more," I spoke without expressions. "How did they even..."

He sighed. "Forget it. Those are unholy people till you are holy."

"YAH JIN?" I questioned, throwing the packet at him and he caught it proficiently. He placed it down and walked upto me, while I took a few steps back. My heartbeat pounding in my veins.

"I know it's too early to ask," he said. "But... Please trust me. I would never do anything to you without your consent. Damn, I hate myself for I had to speak it rather than making you feel that." His tone was undercut by a heaviness, a guilt.

"I trust you," I said. "I'm just a bit... No, alot! I am alot ignorant about all this."

"It's okay. You don't even have to know. You'll get it when it's your time," he said, lifting my face up by my chin. "Trust me."

"I do."

"Next I'm gonna ask do you take me as your husband and I expect the same answer," he laughed and I grinned. I trust him. He earned it.

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