What comes next? (Jimin X Reader) SEQUEL TO DYRJLMP?

26

Not sure what brought this question on, I squeezed his hand.  "Of course baby.  I love it."

"Would you like being my wife?"  My mouth dropped open and I stared at him in shock.  My heart came to a screeching halt in my chest then double in pace when Jimin reached into his pocket, pulled out a tiny white box and dropped to one knee.  Jimin opened the box, revealing a beautiful ring and directed his gaze up to me, his eyes teary and hopeful.  "Will... will you marry me?  Be mine forever, let me be yours?  Stay with me always and let me love you for the rest of my life?"

Unable to say anything, I nodded in a hurry, unable to believe this was really happening.  Did the love of my life and the person I wanted to spend eternity with really just propose?  "Yes.  Yes.  Of course yes."

Jimin's mouth dropped open in surprise and he looked stunned.  "Do... do you mean it?"

"Yes silly.  Of course.  I want to marry you."  I couldn't help but laugh at Jimin's reaction.  There was a look of absolute shock on his face that made me melt even more for him.

Pulling the ring out of the box, Jimin squeezed my hand gently then slid the ring onto my finger.  It fit almost perfectly and when I looked down at my finger, I couldn't stop the tears that spilled down my cheeks.  Jimin leaped to his feet and gathered me in his arms, his look bordering on panic as he took in my teary state.  "Why... why are you crying?"

Laughing through my tears, I shook my head.  "They're not sad... I'm... I'm crying because I'm happy.  So damn happy."

A look of relief crossed Jimin's face and he laughed, his smile as bright and as big as I've ever seen it.  "Me too.  Me too."  Picking me up off my feet, Jimin spun me around in a circle, my hands gripping his shoulders for stability.  "We're getting married.  We're getting married.  WE'RE GETTING MARRIED!"  The last phrase came out in an excited shout and I hugged him tightly around the neck.

Jimin lowered me to my feet then immediately captured my lips with his.  The kiss was soft and sweet, gentle and full of love, but within seconds, it had turned into something so much more.  When Jimin's tongue brushed up against mine, I moaned softly into his mouth and he pulled me tighter against his body.  I could feel the straining through his black jeans and knew that although this place was perfect, this moment was perfect, there was somewhere else that was even more perfect.

Seeming to know what I was thinking, Jimin pulled back and rested his forehead against mine.  "How about we... we go back to house so I can love my fiancé right?"

Nodding my head, I pecked his lips then stepped back, taking his hand.  "I like the way you think."

End of Flashback

Once we had made it back to the house, I barely had time to say hello to the guys before Jimin had me stripped down and on the bed in the room we were sharing.  He kept his promise about loving me right and when we had finally gone back downstairs over an hour later, the blush on both of our cheeks had been enough to show the other guys just what we had been doing.

Taehyung had bounded over to me, grabbing my hand and bringing it up to his face.  "Oh my god.  You said yes!"  From the excitement in Taehyung's voice, I had been able to tell he had known about the planned proposal.

"Yep! We're getting married!" Jimin's voice had been filled with delight and knowing I had made him that happy had been enough to make me fall in love with him all over again.

After everyone had given their congratulations, we had joined the others for dinner. Jin had made a special dessert to celebrate our engagement and the sweetness they all showed made me so incredibly happy, happier than I could ever imagine being.  To know that they were letting me into this family, letting me be a part of this bond was amazing and it touched my heart in a way I never expected.

Looking down at my ring again, I could stop the stupid giddy smile that spread across my face.  I would have liked to spend time with Jimin, but I knew he had responsibilities, things that came first. I know sometimes he felt bad about it, but I knew what I was getting into when I agreed to date Jimin. As long as they were on top of the world, our relationship would be challenging. However, I loved Jimin enough to make it work, to make sure he knew I supported him in whatever way he needed!

Standing up from the sofa, I thought about the last few days in LA. My plane had left early Saturday afternoon, just an hour before Jimin had to be at the stadium for sound check. I would have loved to be there for their first concert in front of ARMY especially since I was ARMY myself, but I knew I had to get back to Korea, to my students here.

When I had gotten home Sunday afternoon, Jimin had video chatted with me while getting ready for the second concert.  I could see from his face that he was tired from the night before, but there was so much happiness and adoration from being on stage for the first time in 2 years that I knew he would be okay.  He had said the concert was amazing and ARMY was incredible. They were so full of energy that it helped to revitalize him when he started to grow tired.

I had seen videos and photos on my social media and I couldn't believe how hot Jimin had looked.  The clips of his performances were spectacular and my jaw had dropped as I watched my idol fiancé tear up the stage, along with his group members. Jimin had said that Jungkook had popped a button during one of the songs. It had sent ARMY into frenzy and I knew if I had been there, I would have been losing it right along with them.

Standing up, I went into the kitchen, my eyes growing misty again when I saw the care Jimin had taken into making sure I was well taken care of when I got home.  He had sent someone shopping to make sure there was enough food in the apartment, including my favorite snacks and drinks.  The sweetness and generosity of that man made my heart flutter and I knew saying yes to marrying him was one of the best decisions I had ever made.

Grabbing a package of ramen, I put on a pot to boil, planning to make myself a quick meal then finish my lesson plans for tomorrow.  The students had been excited to return to school after the unexpected weeklong break and I was shocked when a few of them had hugged me.  Although I had missed them too, my time in Los Angeles with Jimin was something I could never replace, never trade out for anything.

Aera had noticed the ring right away and I thought her excited squeal was going to deafen my eardrums.  As a gift thank her for all she had done for me, my way of celebrating Thanksgiving, Yoongi had autographed a photo for her, signing it with a heart and his name.  Aera had hugged me tight, her excitement almost tangible.  We had spent the next twenty minutes watching clips of videos together, both of us fawning over our separate love interests. 

I was grateful to have Aera in my life, to be able to trust someone with the huge secret I had.  I knew Jimin wanted to introduce me to the public, but it was scary to say the least.  After seeing the reactions on social media, I knew most of ARMY would be happy, but there were a few sasaengs who would react poorly, especially now that I was going to marry Jimin.

After I finished cooking my ramen, I put it in a bowl and carried it along with a pair of chopsticks into the living room, to Jimin and my usual dinner spots.  When I set the bowl on the table, my eyes caught my ring and the silly smile graced my face once again.  After dessert with the guys, Jimin and I had sat down and talked with Namjoon and Jin about precautions to take and necessary steps.  Jimin had seen nervous when he told me that I would have to become a naturalized citizen, to give up my US citizenship, but I just nodded and smiled.  I had family in the US and I knew it would be difficult to see them, but Jimin had promised to fly me back or fly them here whenever I wanted.  Kissing his cheek, I had tried to soothe him, let him know that I knew what I was getting into and that I was comfortable with my decision.

Jimin had started to protest, but I had stopped him.  "Do I get to marry you?"  Jimin had nodded.  "Then don't worry.  We will figure everything else out as it comes."

The reminder of that conversation, about the love that was so clearly in Jimin's eyes was a simple indicator that I was making the right decision, the right choice, that with him was where I wanted to be.