"What do you plan on doing now?" Asked, the pretty blonde boy before you, with his hands inserted in his pockets and his bag hung around his right arm being all sexy.

You shrug with a downward sad face, kicking off the pebbles with your boots, "I don't know, but yeah I know I'm not going home."

Jimin looked at you with pity, "They gonna stay at your home?"

You nod, "Yeah for a few hours," after kicking off all the pebbles you literally wipe out the ground beneath you containing any stones, "Just until the time of their flight."

"What do you plan until then?" He asks in a concerned voice, "Don't tell me you're gonna wait here in school until they leave."

You give him a subtle nod with your closed eyes, "You know me so well Jimin, you get a point for that."

"Point?" He rolls his eyes, "Quit the blabbering, you're not staying here late." He asserts in a demanding voice.

A smile forms up your lips, "Is Jimin ordering me around?"

He stiffly nods, facing his body to yours, "Yes, because Lily doesn't seem to make the right decision right now, she needs Loverboy to help her."

Your smile only widens further, "Oh yeah?" You see him with the sweetest smile on your face, "What do you suggest me to do then?"

The voice that came out of your mouth was so soft yet seductive, and the way you tilted your head slightly to look all cute had his heart feel warm. Talking about that damn smile over your face made him run laps in his brain like a little boy. You were smiling because of him.

He was so so so fucking lucky.

"You won't mind me suggesting anything?" He asks, given this opportunity to take you anywhere. He just needed a yes.

You slump your head down, your hair swaying alongside the wind, a giggle from you stroking his heart. "Yes, I trust you." You tilt your head at him with a smile on your face, your eyes closing slightly because of the wide smile on your face, "I'll do anything."

Was this even real? Were you really trusting him and handing over a life decision in his hands?

Damn, what good deed did he do today to get something like this from you? Well anyway, he gotta use this opportunity to his best.

Biting his lips in a thin line, Jimin rubs the back of his head with a single hand while shyly looking down at his foot moving sideways due to nervousness, "Y-You can come over to my home."

A surprising gasp leaves your lips as you step up to hit Jimin's stomach with your elbow. A cute 'ouch' came out of his mouth asking why you hit him suddenly.

Folding your arms you fiercely look at him, "Look at you holding my whole hand when I just asked for a finger."

He pouts out caressing his stomach, "Hell I'd do that." He puckers his lips, "I just thought we'd get comfortable there, I would cook you ramen and help you out with maths."

Your folded arms release on their own as an embarrassing blush starts getting evident on your face. Well, he was making logic but any girl in your place would think the same, won't they?

You look away, trying to hide away your flushed cheeks, "Ah‐" You reply, still getting embarrassed.

But yeah going to a guy's home was a first so it was obvious you won't know what they'd do. Talking about movies whenever a girl comes over to a guy's home they always ended up making out. What else could you guess?

"-For real?" You ask making Jimin shrug, "What else did you think we'd do?"

"Nothing." You say almost immediately after he finishes his statement. The blush still covers your face as Jimin notices it. Jesus. He knew very well as to why you were blushing.

He would love to kiss you or touch you but at his home? Nope, not a chance. It was small and it was already embarrassing to ask you to come but again where would he take you? At his home it would be good and yes watching your traces at his home would be too good for him.

He would take the risk.

"Shall we go then?"

"Y-yes."

+++

Jimin pulls up his car in a colony.

Little children were playing around the colony, it was a lively place.

Jimin gets off the car helping you get out and as you do, a ball suddenly gets kicked your way and before Jimin could dodge it you kick it with your leg with a spin ultimately hitting the goal.

The children stand shocked as you laugh walking further, "That was a nice one."

"You play football?" Jimin stands shook too as you laugh again, "I used to,"

"JIMIN HYUNG BROUGHT HIS GIRLFRIEND!" Those little children suddenly started shouting around as a blush covers your face. Whereas Jimin was struggling hard to shut them up but it was so damn evident he liked hearing what they were saying.

After a few minutes, they finally calmed down only to compliment your looks right after. They told how mesmerized they were to see such beauty in real.

Jimin couldn't agree more. He seemed to appreciate what they were saying. Even promised them to buy them a new football to play.

The way he was having conversations with them made him look so mature and childish at the same time that it made you miss your brother.

"My apartment is on the eighth floor," Jimin said, taking your attention, grabbing the bag from your hands and guiding you towards the elevator. "It's not big, so don't get surprised if you don't find anything like your house." He chuckled in last, making his sentence a tad bit like a joke.

3rd floor passed and you couldn't wait to reach his apartment. He made it sound easy. Living in an apartment after living in a big mansion in Europe.

You wouldn't lie if you didn't google about the tragic incident of The Park's business that happened in 2016. It was one of the biggest flash news of that time. The family got bankrupt, they had to sell everything they had. Swindlers were looking for them everywhere, loan sharks knocking on their houses now and then. The news got down when they came back to Korea.

As Jimin previously mentioned, he came here to Seoul living far away from his family who has been living in Busan. It's been five years since he last saw them.

Five years away from his family.

Struggling with a living, paying monthly rent, and working part-time while studying at the same time. He has never ever shown an ounce of worry on his face, and always kept a perfect picture of himself in front of everyone as if he was living a good life.

He had Jennie as his only bound and you couldn't imagine how hard it would've been for him to let go of the only person he had been holding onto.

And yet here he was standing before you, taking care of you as if he hadn't had his own share of worries to take care of.

But again, the most beautiful thing about him was keeping hope, and not giving up. He must've not allowed himself to fall in love again because of the pain it left behind, but God he fell, he fell for you. He couldn't stop.

He was latching onto things that made him find happiness in his dark life. You were the one giving him hope, making him believe there was more to being sad and crying over life.

This pretty boy here had made you sit on top of the throne you didn't even dream of seeing in the first place.

He deserved to get whatever he was giving to the world. He deserved to be loved, to be appreciated and to be kissed a fucking thousand times to love someone so much when he wasn't getting even a mere inch of it.

You were dying.

If you couldn't kiss him now, you would regret not doing it.

The elevator doors opened and Jimin was stepping out. A rush of heat spread through your cheeks and the only thing that was on your mind was to push Jimin right against his door and kiss him till he was out of breath.

And you step forward reaching for his collar and ready to flip him over to face you until a sudden water splash hit you fiercely.

"JI-HOON!" Jimin's voice roared.

You immediately face the other side wiping your eyes and face. A shocking breath left your lips as you noticed water all over your body, your clothes damped wet.

The water stopped luckily. You swooped around to see a three-year-old baby pouting towards Jimin‐ who was soaked from top to bottom.

Jimin's wet blonde hair falling on his face, his clothes sticking to his body, drawing a perfect view of art. He was slim at the perfect edges, built at the perfect angles, wider at pleasant areas and-

Lord.

You were such a pervert.

"You gotta stop playing with that, you little devil!" Jimin picked the baby up in his hands eyeing him with anger in his eyes as surprisingly the baby does the same. He flares red fire through his nose as Jimin locks his jaw, "You're not getting away with this." He mutters to the baby. "I'm gonna make sure you're not having chocolates for the rest of your life."

And the baby's face turns pale as a grin forms on Jimin's lips, "Until you behave yourself."

Before the baby could express anything a woman comes rushing out of the apartment only to see the sight of water everywhere. She gasps at the sight of Jimin.

"Damn Ji Hoon!" She takes the baby from Jimin, "I leave you for few minutes and you create a big fuss and splash water all over Hyung?!" She hits his diaper as Ji Hoon comes very near to crying.

"I'm so sorry Jimin, this boy never learns." She shuts her eyes and opens them again looking at his belongings, "I hope your belongings are-" and her eyes stopped at yours.

She stares at you and the baby's face returned to normal at the sight of you. Both mother and son looked at you as they were amazed to see you.

Jimin clears his throat scratching his hair, "Uhm, this is my friend Y/n."

The lady sees you from the top to bottom and comes near you to see you closer. The baby's doe eyes widen at the sight of you as well.

You blinked.

"Who is she? And why is she not your girlfriend already?" She stated with awe as a blush covers your face. You eye Jimin who saw you too without blinking even once.

His mouth slowly opened to respond, "Trust me, I'm wondering the same thing."

You cover your mouth hiding the evident blush turning your face red hot. Butterflies erupted in your stomach and your brain stopped working at his words.

He was capable enough to make you feel so many things. Ugh, you couldn't handle so much love from him.

"You're really beautiful." The lady compliments, bringing you back to reality. "I'm sorry for the mess my baby created" her tone lowered to guilt as you shake your head, meeting the baby's eyes, "It's okay, he's just a kid." You smiled taking out your handkerchief from your pocket and wiping Ji Hoon's wet face,

"He needs to change too, he'll catch a cold."

At your sentence, the lady stiffens, "Oh, yeah shit, Sorry, and uhm-" she looks at Jimin and then at you, "-I hope to see you often."

You blush as she smiles at you and then at Jimin, before taking the baby back into her place.

A cool breeze makes you shiver as silence takes over the environment. You meet Jimin's flaring eyes, his gaze has never left yours since the second it landed.

You bite down on your lips as Jimin's gaze falls on your lips. His chest breathed heavily. His eyes coming back to your eyes.

"Let's go in before I do something I'll never be able to take back."

The feelings were mutual, Jimin.

You quickly get in, rubbing your shoulders and looking at his apartment. The walls were painted white. The kitchen and dining table were in the same room. Windows brought brightness making it look warm. The living room was next in front. A small Television, a bookshelf beneath it. A long sofa within its reach. The area was small but it created a cute vibe.

"Sit here," he motioned you to sit on the couch as he runs inside his room.

The couch was soft.

You lean against it, removing your hairband and releasing the hair from the ties, letting them fall. The water droplets fall on your already wet shirt and the sight had you groan.

In time Jimin comes out bringing a towel with him, "Dry yourself first," he hands you the towel, "And here are the clothes you can change to." He gives a pair of buttoned-up black shirts and shorts, "I recently brought them, if you don't feel comfortable I'll ask my neighbour to len-"

"Jimin."

He meets your eyes, waiting for you to speak.

Sliding your arms around his arms you lower him down in front of you, making him sit on the carpet.

You take the clothes from him, settling them aside and grabbing the towel only to place it over his head. "Your nose is red, your face is fuming hot and someone who needs to get dried first is you."

He stares at you as you dap the towel on his face, his neck then his hair. "You gotta take care of yourself Jimin" you mumble, locking eyes with him, "Start keeping yourself first, stop worrying about others. You already have tons of worries, don't bother adding more others. It's next-level stupidity."

He shakes his head, "I don't worry just for anyone, but you and only you." His eyes smile, "besides, you don't worry me at all, you're perfect Y/n. I just care for you."

Your hands paused around his hair, your abdomen clenched and heat forced its way around your thighs making them tight close.

"Uhm- I-I- I'll change" You swiftly get up grab the clothes and run inside the closest room next to you, without looking back.

Just as you locked the room behind you, you shut your eyes taking long breaths. Your heart was pounding, very hard.

Park fucking Jimin. This human, you had to do something about him before he would cause symptoms of a heart attack in you.

After a while, you got out of the room only to catch sight of shirtless Jimin cooking food for you. A towel draped around his arms fell to his torso. His back sculpted beautifully, his milky skin shining. His manly shoulders and feminine waist snatched the ground from your legs.

He was beautiful.

You simply admire him for a longer period until he chooses to turn, to get startled at your sight.

Letting out a sharp breath he slaps his hand on his heart, "You surprised me, I literally got scared."

Your laugh echoes in the room, "I didn't intend to scare you, I just..." you bite back a smile, before being honest with him. "-I just wanted to keep looking at you, you're a very attractive person Jimin. I couldn't stop myself."

His eyebrows reach his hairline as his face turns flush red. Sparks of electricity spread through his whole body. He didn't see that coming, for sure.

Getting seated at the chair of the dining table you rest your chin under your hand, eying him. "The food's gonna burn Jimin."

His eyes flash to reality as he spins around to take care of the food.

"Y/n, I'll go change. Will you look at the ramen until then?" He asks in a low tone, with his back still facing you.

You bite down on your lips, "Why? You don't like me seeing you half-naked? Is that what it is?" You tease him and to your amazement, he flinched at your words.

Resting his hands on the kitchen floor he hangs his head low. "You're enjoying this aren't you?"

You blink at his question thinking he got mad and before you could clear anything up, Jimin already reached you. Both of his hands rested on the chair's hands, capturing you from running anywhere.

His dark eyes bore holes of dread in you, "If you keep complimenting me, I swear to heavens Y/n, I won't stop myself from kissing the shit out of you." He brings his face dangerously close to yours.

"You have no idea from how long I have been holding myself to kiss you, to hug you, to remove every bit of clothing from you just to admire the work of heavens, God's best sculpture, the piece of art people would spend billions to get hands-on."

His eyes fall on your lips, "I beg you, don't provoke me. It's already hard when you're literally breathing the same air as me."

Your body was burning and right now he was fuming fire in you, waiting for a volcano to erupt.

It was time. This was the moment you had to make him know you liked him. You part your lips to kiss him until a doorbell startles you.

Jimin groans.

Another doorbell rang.

"I'll get it," he goes towards the door and the moment he parts you realize how close you both were, how the air was lighter than the heat present between you both.

A curse leaves Jimin's mouth as he comes inside the house with none other than JiHoon in his arms, who was punching Jimin's face as Jimin struggled to hold onto his little strong fist.

"His mom‐ left in an emergency-Oh God Jihoon!" He grabs both of JiHoon's fists in his palm refraining him from hitting his face, "-stop hitting me!" He looks at you with a pitful face, "...he's gonna stay here for a while until then."

Blood drained from your face.

This was gonna be one long ass day.

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Amxnx