Rosé POV

"So, you're attending your first music awards I see..." I heard him said from behind but I didn't dare look back.

The two of us are now in the kitchen preparing food or should I say, he is watching me preparing some snacks for the members.

I'm doing some nachos. This is the only food we have now since we just came back from Japan and we haven't even bought stocks yet.

"Are you nervous?" Again, I did not respond. I am still mad after he declared to everyone outside that we're dating.

To be honest, I'm not really sure if I should be happy or not. Things will be harder this time. I already had a hard time pretending that I don't know him personally, and now, I have to pretend that we're dating in front of our members?

We're married, right but we both knew why we ended that way.

Besides, we had always been so awkward when we're with people. Also, the times when we're together are actually not something we should be proud of. We usually bicker with each other a lot.

"Are you mad?" his voice softens, somehow, I felt a little guilty for not paying attention to him all this time.

I stopped stirring the cheese sauce that I was making and looked at him.

"I'm not, okay. It's just that, this whole thing will be a burden for both of us especially since a lot of people are now involved." I told him before I turned back once again and continue what I was doing.

It's true. A sharp pain pierced through my chest after remembering the article that I saw last time.

How can he easily announce that we're dating when he's actually involved in some dating scandal just a few days ago?

Silence filled the room.

"You're not a burden." I heard him said, his voice a little too lower than the usual.

"Are you sure, ahhmm, sunbae?" I asked him, a little not too sure about how I should address him. But more importantly, I was touched by what he said.

I was startled when I felt his arms wrapped around my body.

"Yah, why are you hugging me?" I said in shock.

"You're mine. I can hug you whenever I want," he muttered.

Park Jimin was back hugging me. I felt my body stiffen a little.

What the hell is he doing?

"And stop calling me that," he said a little pissed. "Call me Oppa, or yeobo...or jagi but not sunbae."

And now he wants me to call him with some endearment.

"Why are you even hugging me? It's just the two of us here." I told him. He's making me confused. Is it not enough that I'm struggling emotionally unable to decide how I really feel about him and now, he has to do all these sweet little gestures?

"Hmm." I'm not really sure how to respond. And then I was startled on what he said next.

"I'm sorry," he whispered. Again, his sweet scent made me lost my senses.

"What are you doing?" I told him as I try to pry his hands away from my body.

It's not that I don't like it because I do. But I'm afraid I'll start to get used to him being like this when I know he's only acting.

I felt his arms tighten around my body and I hate to admit it but I'm getting a little too comfortable with his touch.

"Yah, Jimin..." I whispered.

"Hmmm?" he seemed sleepy.

Worry flashed through my face. I knew they had been busy with their tours and now their promotions so it's no wonder that he's tired.

"Are you trying to sleep on my shoulder? " I said as I felt his head lean on my right shoulder.

"Nope." He said popping the "p" at the end.

"Hey, if you're actually tired, why don't you ask your members to go home or you-" I stop midway when I realized what I was about to say.

"Or what?" he said as he lifted his head and turned his face towards mine, making our face just a few inches away from each other.

"You can take a rest in my room... Ahhm, on my bed. You can sleep there." I shyly muttered and I saw his eyes sparkled mischievously.

"Whatever stupid thing you are thinking, that's not what I mean, pabo." I rolled my eyes on him.

And then, I saw his gaze landed on my lips.

I gulped.

Memories of what happened earlier flashes in front of me, how his soft lips landed on mine.

"Are you thinking about the kiss earlier?" he asked.

My cheeks turned crimson red but for some reason, I'm unable to turn my head away from him, so I unconsciously nodded in response.

"Me too..." and the movement of his Adam's apple wasn't left unnoticed by my sharp eyes.

My eyes turned towards his face after I heard him speak, "Aren't you curious about what I want to do right now?" he asked me.

"What?" I bravely asked even though I have a slight idea about what he was talking about.

"I'm not sure if you'll like it but I can say that I'll surely do." his voice came out as a whisper and I swear it brought chills all the way throughout my spine.

With the remaining energy in me, I looked into his eyes and replied to what he said. "Try me."

In a swift movement, he was able to spin me around and his hands automatically cupped my face.

My eyes closed in an instant as I felt his lips crashed hungrily on mine.

As if back hugging me isn't enough, he is now passionately kissing my lips.

I felt my back touched the kitchen counter.

My breath hitch as I felt one of his hands landed on my hips while the other was now supporting the back of my head.

A groan escaped my mouth when I felt his tongue roamed around my inside and before I knew it, I was already responding hungrily to him.

My hands automatically reached his nape as I kiss him back.

He must have been a little shocked as I felt him slow down a little but continuedly kissed me nevertheless.

We were lost in our own world when the sound of someone clearing his throat make us release each other and wake up from the trance that we have.

My eyes widen after realizing what happened.

Did I just make out with him?

And moreover, I cover my face in embarrassment after realizing that Yoongi oppa had caught us making out.

I peeked through my fingers and saw Jimin smirking.

This little tease. I told to myself.

"As much as I hate to disturb your little make-out session, you might wanna check whatever it is that you're cooking because I was sure I can smell something burning," Yoongi said as he raised his eyebrows, a glint of amusement showing in his eyes.

"Ommo!" I said as I remember the cheese sauce that I was making.

I turned around in panic and I forgot to use a potholder so I ended up touching the hot surface of the pan.

"Ouch!" I exclaimed as soon as my hand touched it.

I quickly let go and before I even knew it, Jimin had already turned off the stove.

He looked at my hand and pulled me closer to the sink.

While he was letting the warm water ease the pain on my hand, I looked at him as he looked a little pissed, I'm not even sure why.

But then again, my heart softens after seeing how worried he looked.

"Chimchim, I don't think it's a good idea to let you visit your girlfriend alone next time."Yoongi oppa broke the silence.

"And why is that?" Jimin's brow furrowed as he was examining my hand. My face still blushing.

"Well, you see, it hasn't been an hour since we arrived but you two had been making out the entire time. This is actually a little scary," he said a matter of fact and I swear I almost cry in embarrassment while Jimin just smirked to his hyung before Yoongi went back to the living room.

"I hate you," I told him as I removed my hand from his grasped but his arms automatically surrounded my body as he hugs me while chuckling.

Again, I felt the butterflies in my stomach.

I can't deny that I am not happy because my heart is doing circus right now.

He's been a little too touchy the whole day. And it's scaring me. I'm not sure until when he will be acting like this towards me and I'm afraid I'll fall real deep into this feeling that I will hurt real bad when he decided to stop whatever it is that he's trying to do.

Everything about our relationship isn't clear. We looked like we were acting in front of our members but we've been kissing each other even when it's just the two of us. How ironic is that?

But the problem is, I'm afraid to ask how he feels about me because I'm afraid to get rejected, the memories of the first time we talk flashes on my mind.

Chaeng, you're starting to fall to him. I told to myself.

A sigh escaped my lips.

Will you be able to handle this until the end, Chaeng?