"Try me," I whisper into his ear with a smirk as I back away. "Gladly," he whispers. He softly places his lips against the surface of my cheek, slowly working his way down towards my neck. He nibbles at my collarbone, creating purple and blue marks. 

I bite my lip, trying to stop myself from making any noise. He moves up and starts kissing, slowly unbuttoning my shirt. We hear a knock at the door, immediately stopping. Jimin sighs as he moves over. 

I quickly button up my shirt and walk to the door, opening it. "Good morning, ma'am. Please accept this token as gift for your honeymoon," she hands me a tray with a smile, bows, and walks away. 

I close the door and place the tray onto the counter in the kitchen, lifting the lid that is on top of it. There is two glasses of watermelon juice, two plates of food and a letter with a rose. I pick up the letter and rose, and start reading it:

Dear Y/N,

Welcome to my hotel, Aqua Resort. You probably don't remember me, but I will say it anyways. I'm Suho, your childhood friend. If you don't remember, it's fine. Maybe another time. If you do, I would like to to meet me near the swimming pool. 

Sincerely, Suho.

I gasp, "Suho!" "Who's Suho?" Jimin strolls over and wraps his arms around my waist, glaring at the rose grasped in my hand. "Stop being so jealous," I say as I try and escape from his grasp. He only tightens it more. 

His jaw clenches as he grits his teeth, "Who's Suho?" "He's a childhood friend," I reply. 

"If he is just a friend, then why did he send you a rose?" 

"Because he can. Now, let me go."

I struggle to escape his grasp. I stop and stare into his hooded eyes that were full of hatred, anger, and jealousy. "Aw," I coo, "Is my mochi jealous?" Those emotions were replaced with shock and confusion as a light pink tint coated his cheeks, "Mochi?" 

(A literal cutie. Oh, my heart.)

"Yes, mochi. You're my cute, little, squishy mochi." He smiles sheepishly, "I like it." "I like you," I squish his cheeks.

(No, my heart can't take it anymore!)

He pecks my lips and lets go, jumping onto the bed while making cute sounds. I wear a pair of black ripped jeans and start to walk out the door. "I'll be watching that Pooho guy from here. He better not do anything to my wife," he says. 

"It's Suho," I correct him. "Yeah, whatever," I hear him say as I leave. As I near the pool, I see a guy in a suit standing near a table. I run over to him. He turns around by the sound of my footsteps and smiles. 

"Woah, Suho what happened to you? You used to be the full-cheeked child," I state. "Puberty happened," he smiles as he embraces me in a hug, "But, what happened with you? Look at you. You're so beautiful now." I chuckle.

(Too many beautiful men!)

"Ahem," we break the embrace as we hear someone clearing up their throat behind us. "Who are you?" Suho asks. I check Jimin out. He's wearing black ripped jeans, paired with a white shirt and a green denim jacket. 

"He's my husband, Park Jimin," I speak as I link arms with Jimin, "Jimin meet Suho." Suho holds out his hand for Jimin to shake. I nudge Jimin and he reluctantly shakes it with a fake smile. They break the handshake and Suho gives me one last hug, "Well, then. I should be going now. Oh, and there is a party tonight celebrating the resort's 2nd anniversary. Please do come." 

I nod, "We definitely will!" With a smile, Suho walks away. I lightly slap Jimin's arm and he groans, "What was that for?" "You know exactly what that was for," I retort. 

He smirks as he pulls me close, "I told you, I will be watching over you. I can't trust any guy with my wife." He pecks my lips and we walk to our car, getting ready to explore Saipan. 

. . .

"Wow! So pretty, Jimin!" I exclaim as I rush to the edge. We are at Grotto and the water is just amazing!

(I want to go to Grotto in Saipan so badly! It looks so cool!)

Jimin holds my hand and we jump into the water. We float to the surface and smile at each other. Then, we start swimming around the area like little children. After a while, we swim to the entrance of the cave and Jimin wraps his arms around my waist. 

"Give me a passionate kiss," he demands. "Why?" I ask with a mischievous smirk on my lips. "Fine then. I will take it," he says before placing his lips on mine, molding it together. As our lips move in sync, I suddenly pull away as I hear whistling and cheering. 

I look around and see everyone that was present smiling at us, complimenting us. 

"What a great couple!" 

"They are so confident!" 

"I wish had husband who was as confident!" 

"I wish I had a wife who was as pretty as her!" 

Embarrassed, I quickly swim to the shore and cover myself with my towel, running out of the place and into the changing room. The door suddenly opens and in comes a wet, but hot Jimin. He locks the door and scans me up and down. 

Then, he slowly starts taking steps towards me, whereas I move backwards until my back hit the clod, concrete wall. He rests his hands on the wall either side of my head, trapping me effectively. "Doesn't this remind you of something?" He asks in a sexy, hoarse voice as he brings his face closer.

A/N: Referring to Book 1 Chapter 15: Kiss.

. . .

Seconds later, the door slammed open revealing Jimin. You shot up from the sudden action and tried to pull the shirt slightly lower, even though it was up to your knees. Jimin stared at you, up and down, wide-eyed. 

Moments later, he started walking towards you, slowly, while you were shifting backwards. That's when your back hit the wall. That's when you realised, there is no way out. Jimin pinned his hands on the wall beside your head, effectively trapping you. 

He scanned your face thoroughly, making you more nervous as to what he was going to do. Soon after, his face was gradually shifting closer to yours by the second, until it was just inches away. You could feel his breath warming your lips, which sent shivers down your spine. Y

our eyes accidentally flickered down at his lips then back to his eyes. The corner of his mouth slightly curved into a smirk. 'Shit. He saw it', you cursed in your mind. You closed your eyes to avoid his gaze only to feel a pair of soft lips against yours. 

Once again, you lost yourself in his warmth. You gave in to the kiss, moving your lips in sync with his, while your hands slowly made their way to his neck. Jimin's hands traveled down to your waist as he heated the kiss by adding his tongue. 

You fought for dominance, but as expected, Jimin won. You could feel him smirk through the kiss. Moments passed by, but the kiss never stopped.

. . .

"That was the beginning of my feelings for you. I just hadn't realized it then. I never knew that I would end up falling for you so much, that it hurts to be apart from you for even a second. It pains me to realize I did such a thing to you then. I'm sorry, Y/N. I'm sorry I made you suffer so much. I'm sorry you had to go through so much," he apologizes. 

"Don't be sorry. I left for a year, remember? We're even. Please, don't be sorry," I cup his cheeks as I wipe the tears that had fell from his eyes, leaning my forehead onto his. "I love you, Jimin. And that's the end of it," I confess. "No. I love you more, and that's the end of it," he says as he pulls away and place his lips on mine in a gentle kiss. 

. . .

A/N: Hey guys, hope you have enjoyed reading this chapter. I swear Jimin is seriously injurious to my health. I've watched the G.C.F in Saipan so many times that I know when Jimin shows and when he doesn't. Yikes, I should do some school work. Anyways, next chapter will be coming soon.

Love, Hae Jung.