Hacker || Yoonmin

Chapter 16

    I sit typing the report that was given to me. My job includes a lot of writing reports and filling out spreadsheets. It gets very boring, so I put on my headphones and blast my favorite rapper, Agust D. His lyrics are so passionate, and I feel that he really knows me...

But that's just a feeling. I type the messy handwriting of Namjoon's onto a separate document and begin typing. My speed is incredible, 93 WPM, almost the fastest in the world. But that's mainly because of my ability. I get the whole 10-page report done within 30 minutes and recline back in my chair, listening to Agust D rap about having lots of money and no problems. I don't agree but, whatever he wants to rap about he can. Also, the song was a bop itself.

I rest my hands behind my head and close my eyes. I soon fall asleep because of the day's events. With my headphones on, I didn't hear the 8 PM bell, or the 9 PM bell. I was about to sleep past the 10 PM bell, but Namjoon had walked out of his separate office and had been going home to Jin when he spotted me.

"Sorry Sir." I say to him. I bow, apologizing.

He just chuckles and pats me on the back, "Don't worry about it. Go home to your man." I blush at his sentence.

The rest of the night I look at Jimin differently. I start to imagine a life with him. Maybe having a gifted child somehow scientifically, the science here is so advanced that maybe it could happen. I get lost in thought several times while staring at Jimin dancing at the bar. The bar is the only place that is open past 10 PM and only on Fridays.

"Yoongi?" Jimin asks with an eyebrow raised. "Is everything all right? You've been spacing out all night."

I stare at him. I want him to be mine. To share our bed together and cuddle. To laugh and joke around and go to work together. I want him to get mad at me sometimes when he and I are arguing. I want all the ups and downs and goods and bads of living together and being with him.

"Will you go out with me?" My mind doesn't say it, it's my heart. My lips move, and sound comes out and I'm not overthinking it because my heart has taken over my head. I release the breath that I didn't know I was holding.

"We go out all the time. To get food, to shop-"

"I mean be my boyfriend, Jimin." I say, sharply cutting him and his little innocent brain off. He suddenly looks at me. I can see his chest slightly heaving and hopefully, his heart is beating as hard as mine.

"Yes." He says it quiet, like a whisper. But then, he jumps onto my chair and hugs me around the neck yelling, "Yes! Yes! Yes!"

And then, for the moment I've always been waiting for, he kisses me. His lips are as soft as I've always dreamt they were. The kiss was supposed to be a quick, teeth clashing, smashing-of-the-lips kiss but, when Jimin went to draw away, I held the small of his back and pulled him closer. I kissed him passionately and deeply and he returned it.

I felt his hands roam up my chest and to my shoulders and around my neck. His delicate fingers weaved themselves into my hair and scraped just slightly against the nape of my neck. My hands went from the small of his back down to his waistband, where I lifted his shirt up from it. My fingers and hands went under the shirt and slightly scraped the skin on his back. I could feel him slightly shiver under my touch. I dug my nails into his skin slightly and he gasped, giving me perfect room to move my tongue in his mouth. I bit his bottom lip slightly and played with his tongue.

We pulled away, reluctantly, for air. He looked up at me, eyes glassy and smiled. His lips were a bright cherry red.

"I love you." He said, his lips curling perfectly around the words.

"I love you too, Jimin." I said. I looked at the clock and looked back at him. "We should get going, it's pretty late."

"Yeah." He looked around and mumbled, "Although I would rather just make out here.

I smack his butt lightly as we walk around desks and chairs, "Be careful or I might take you up on that."

Jimin blushed a scarlet red. I held his hand as we walked back to the room. Hobi wasn't in his bed so he must've gone out or something. I pushed Jimin into his bed on the bottom bunk and climbed in beside him. He laid down and I ran a hand through his orange hair. He hummed and closed his eyes.

I leaned forward a bit and slowly pressed my lips against his. He was already asleep, so he didn't respond. I slightly smiled and muttered a very quiet, "Goodnight, Minnie."

A/N: I'm so sorry guys. Author-nim has been really busy lately. I'm working on chapter 17 though so don't worry I'm not dead. <<<<<33333