"DO YOU.. want pancakes?"
"Were you even listening to me?" You scoffed. His lower lip jutted out as he looked down on his lap. "I was just asking.."
"You can make some in the morning," You rolled your eyes. After seeing him outside of your apartment door, you let him inside and decided to talk to him about what happened earlier in the morning.
But, just as you expected, he tried to dodge the topic by frequently changing the subject. You didn't understand why he was so keen to avoid discussing the issue.
"Speak, what is going on? Who is 'her'?" You looked at him sternly in the eye. He swallowed, emphasizing the way his adam's apple bobbed up and down. As much as you didn't want to intrude too much, you couldn't help but let the curiosity overtake your mind.
"It's.. she's.." He stammered, avoiding his gaze. You reclined on the couch, crossing your arms across your chest as you waited for his words.
"O-Oh, right, where's Jungkook?" There he goes again. He's been doing this for the past hour.
"You're sleeping on the couch." Your expression dulled as you rose from the couch. His eyes were wide as he watched you move away, but almost instantly, he wrapped his hand around your wrist, causing you to stagger a few steps backwards until your back crashed on the plush cushions.
You stiffened on the spot when he edged closer to your body and encircled his arms around your waist, setting his cheek above your chest as if to hear your pulse. If you could only regulate your own heartbeat, you would have done so right away because your heart was racing.
"I'm sorry.. forgive me." His angelic voice spoke in hushed tones. Your heart ached from the earnestness and guilt in his voice as he tightened the hug.
A small sigh slips past your lips as you stare defeatedly at the ceiling. You gently pat his head, but when your ears soon pick up soft sobs, a frown etches on your face. You cup both sides of Jimin's face and forced his head upwards. You gasp at the sight of his moist cheeks.
"Jimin, what's the matter? Why are you crying?" You asked with a worried look. He lowered his head, bringing his face back that was nuzzled on your neck.
"Please don't leave me," He mumbled quietly, almost as if he didn't want you to hear it.
"What are you talking about? I won't leave you. Never." You soothed, fixing his hair. He nodded before pressing a small kiss on your neck, causing you to stop as your hand freezes.
"Good." You felt a smile on his lips. You stayed silent for a few minutes, unable to comprehend what just happened.
You were about to open your mouth when you overheard a faint snore. You scowled, but a wry smile surfaced on your lips soon after.
You then closed your eyes, allowing the exhaustion to take over your body as your eyelids began to feel heavy. Not long, you were both fast asleep on the couch, peacefully snuggled in each other's arms.
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"I told you there was something going on."
"Keep quiet, Taehyung, or else!"
"Or else what? What are you gonna do? Strangle me to death with your Buzz Lightyear underwear?"
"Oh yeah? Remember when you were a kid, you peed on Santa Clause-"
"I was just a harmless boy, give me a break!"
"If you two don't shut it this instant, I'm taping your mouths for the whole day."
"Shh, Hyung, she's waking up!"
The boys kept a close check on you as your eyes slowly blinked open. Stretching your arms outward, your eyes acclimatize to the brightness of the room, a yawn leaving your lips.
"Y/N!" You jumped, the weariness departing from your senses instantaneously when someone seized both of your shoulders and began to violently shake you awake.
"Are you trying to get us killed?!" Jungkook whisper-yelled, yanking Taehyung's hands away from you. He then glances at Jungkook, gritting his teeth. "Yes, but I'm going last."
You groaned as you squeezed your eyes shut, all of a sudden feeling dizzy upon Taehyung's repugnant way of waking you up.
"Give me my slippers," You murmured. Jungkook searched around quickly before grabbing the second pair of your pink flipflops and handing them over to you.
Without hesitation, you whacked Taehyung with the slippers, prompting a yelp from the latter.
While Jin pinched the bridge of his nose, Jungkook threw into a pit of laughter. Taehyung then dramatically fell onto the ground and clutched his chest, rolling on the wooden floor.
"What the," Jimin, who had just woken up, furrowed his brows as he watched Taehyung who was still on the floor. "the heck is he doing?"
"Morning Jimin," Jin sat on the opposite end of the couch. Jimin only gave him a small smile. He seemed to be awkward about the fight that happened yesterday.
"What time is it?" He lightly nudged you on the side. You glance up the clock. It was only quarter to 6 in the morning.
"Five. Why'd you guys come here so early?" You asked, setting your bare foot on the floor as you fixed your uncombed hair. "And Taehyung, can you please get up?"
He let out a huff, grumpily getting on his feet.
"We wanted to ask you for a favor." Jin's gaze drew towards Jimin. "The two of you."
"What favor?" You frowned. It had to be serious, considering how they went to your apartment so early in the morning.
Speaking of which.. "Hold on, how did you guys get in here?"
"Jungkook opened the door for us earlier," Jin answered. "that brat almost mutilated my face after thinking I was a robber."
"It's called 'Reflexes', Hyung." Jungkook defended. Jin rolled his eyes. "Well that 'reflex' almost got you thrown away on a cliff."
"I would have loved to see that," Taehyung grinned jokingly. Jungkook, in response, kicked him in the kneecap, eliciting a pained groan from Taehyung.
"Can you two knock it off for at least a minute?" Jin says in a commanding tone. Taehyung and Jungkook instantly closed their mouths shut. Jin looked like a father disciplining his two rambunctious sons. You restrained a laugh at the thought.
"At least I have a date," Taehyung muttered almost unnoticeably. You looked at him in surprise. "You have a date? Since when?"
"Yeah, I've courted her for a few months." Taehyung beamed, nodding his head. "we're finally going out later today!"
"And..?" Jungkook trailed off.
Taehyung slid into the empty seat beside you with a huge, mischievous grin on his lips. His lively mood puzzled you.
"You're coming with me, Y/N." He announced. You stared at him weirdly. "Sorry? I don't have a da-"
"With - Jimin," He motioned with his finger to the orange-haired man seating next to you, making the shock on your expression rob you of speech. Jimin, however, flashed him a confused look that yelled "What the hell are you talking about?"
Jin sighed. "That's what we came here for. He chickened out too much and accidentally mentioned your name and Jimin's. Apparently, he said something along the lines of 'double-date' or whatever you call it."
"Double-date?" You repeated. The two smiled at you apologetically, while Taehyung held his grin like crazy.
"Pass," You looked away and got on your feet. "I don't have the time and interest for that."
"You're just gonna pretend to be all lovey-dovey," Taehyung remarked, gesturing different movements with his hand. "as easy as that."
"Can't you just tell her I can't go because I'm sick or something?" You suggested, scowling.
He shook his head. "No can do, Y/N. She's already looking forward to seeing you. She wanted to meet you after I told her about you a few days ago! Are you seriously gonna let her down just like that?" He pouted.
You exhaled a deep breath in frustration, raking a hand through your hair. You thought about another excuse and told him you couldn't join since you had work. Unluckily, he asked when your day off was. That threw you off guard. So, in the end, you decided to accede to his request.
After a short exchange of words, Taehyung, Jin, and Jungkook finally left your apartment.
The supposed date was planned to happen on Friday. It was only Wednesday today, so the two of you had a lot of time to prepare.
The days flew swiftly, and Friday eventually came. It was 11 in the morning when you stood in front of the mirror, scrutinizing your outfit.
"This is ridiculous," You mumbled. "why did I even agree to this.."
You spotted a few strands of tangled hair. You grabbed your hairbrush from the vanity table and smoothly combed it.
Satisfied, you take a deep breath as you smoothened your dress. You were wearing a flaxen halter dress that reached just below your knees, accompanied with a pair of thin black gladiators sandals.
This is just a fake date.. You remind yourself. No need to get nervous.
With one last glimpse in the mirror, you nodded to yourself and grabbed your purse from the bed. As you exited your bedroom, you heard distant footsteps and strolled towards the living room, where Jimin was currently waiting.
You expected to see him sitting on the couch when you walked into the living area, but there was no one around. Your gaze darted over the room in search for a particular person.
"You look beautiful."
Surprised, you spin around to look behind you, only to see Jimin leaning against the wall beside him, his eyes flicking up and down at your outfit.
"Oh, thank you." You smiled, slightly flattered. He stared at you for a moment, before inching towards you and smiled, tilting his head.
"So, are you ready?" He asked, extending his hand. You looked down at it. Slowly, you placed your hand atop his palm and nodded.
He then entwined his fingers with your own and gently pulled you close to him, leaning down so his lips could reach your ear.
"You're mine for now.." He whispered.