Whispers of Destiny ✔ | JIMIN X READER

~12~

The vibrant evening continued, but amidst the festivities, I noticed Taehyung sitting alone in a corner, a bored look on his face. Concern washed over me, and I approached him, asking what was on his mind. However, he brushed me off, his distant demeanor evident.

Refusing to be deterred, I gently cupped his face in my hands, turning it toward me, and asked with sincere worry, "What's wrong, Tae?"

He pouted, his eyes filled with a mix of playfulness and genuine hurt. "You have time for everyone, but not for me. I'm your best friend, Y/N. I know you like spending time with Jimin."

A blush crept onto my cheeks at the mention of Jimin, but Taehyung's words struck a chord. He was right; I had been preoccupied lately. I took a moment to reflect on our bond, realizing that I hadn't been giving Taehyung the attention he deserved.

Before I could respond, Taehyung continued in a cute, pleading tone, "Can't you spend time with your Taetae, hmm?"

His endearing plea tugged at my heart, and I couldn't help but playfully punch his arm. "Yah, Tae! We live together in the same hostel, and you still think I don't give you attention?"

A small smile graced his lips, and he suggested a solution. "How about a movie night in my room?"

I hesitated, the memory of the unexpected encounter with Jimin a few nights ago flashing in my mind. "But Jimin stays with you, too."

Taehyung's eyes sparkled mischievously as he countered, "Well, he can join us. The more, the merrier!"

A blush crept up my cheeks at the thought. I agreed, but with a condition. "You have to act normal in front of us. No teasing or embarrassing me, okay?"

Taehyung chuckled, his warm laughter putting me at ease. "Alright, alright. I promise to be on my best behavior."

The vibrant hues of haldi adorned the atmosphere, painting everything in shades of golden joy. I stood there, feeling a mix of excitement and shyness, when suddenly Jimin appeared beside me. His presence sent a gentle thrill down my spine, and I couldn't help but steal a glance at him, my cheeks tinged with a soft blush.

Before I could fully register what was happening, Jimin's hand brushed against my face. I gasped, my heart pounding in surprise. As I touched my face, I realized it was Haldi, and a mischievous smile danced on Jimin's lips. With a playful twinkle in his eyes, he darted away, leaving me in a state of shock and amusement.

The feeling of mischief sparked within me, and I scooped up some haldi in my hand, determined to give Jimin a taste of his own medicine. I followed him, my steps echoing through the corridor. "Wait!" I called out, my voice a mix of determination and laughter.

Jimin, always quick on his feet, ducked into his room, and I followed suit. As I entered, the door clicked shut, locking us inside. I turned to find Jimin looking at me, his eyes filled with an intensity that sent my heart into a flurry of beats. I took a step back, the wall meeting my back, trapping me in place.

Jimin closed the distance between us, his presence magnetic. I could feel his breath mingling with mine, the anticipation sending shivers down my spine. With gentle yet firm hands, he guided my haldi-stained hand closer to his face, his touch sending electric pulses through me.

He applied the haldi from my hand on his face with tender precision, his gaze never leaving mine. The intimacy of the moment was palpable, a dance of unspoken emotions swirling between us. As he leaned in to seal the moment with a kiss, my eyes fluttered closed, my heart soaring.