"Jimin..." You huffed.
Wrapped up in huge fluffy white blankets, the boy did not respond, simply shifting indignantly in his position. Constantly changing his posture—from being sprawled across the bed or in a fetal position—he had no intention of ever getting up.
"I said I was sorry!" You rolled your eyes, curling your fingers around the warmth of the coffee mug. "What more do you want me to do?"
"Turn back time," Jimin mumbled, not looking at you.
You winced when he did, a low groan escaping his lips. "Does it still hurt?"
He glared at you. "What do you think?"
Your shoulders slumped.
But yeah, as everyone must be wondering at this point...did you actually help 'junior' out?
Of course not.
In fact, you had freaked out, all those fantastic desire that had been floating over your head dropping at Jimin's words. Faced directly with his bulging crotch, you had jolted back to reality...and did the first defensive thing that came to your mind.
You had punched him.
Hard.
In his groin.
Your mind, overheating like a faulty charger, had completely forgotten the little random detail that it hurts much more when it's...well, excited.
...yeah.
And that was why Jimin was under the blankets now, equal parts pissed and indignant as he cupped his crotch in pain.
He refused to get out.
You refused to give up.
"I'm sorry." You dragged out, tucking your lower lip between your teeth. "Look, I even made ramen for you! Good, homemade food!"
"Cup ramen isn't homemade."
"Well—the stuff I put into it is!" You argued, before realising that you probably weren't helping the situation. "At least look at what I'm wearing..."
He shifted ever so slightly, eyes flickering to you, freezing and widening slightly as they took in your outfit.
You raised your eyebrows hopefully. "Well? How do I look?"
Jimin licked his lips. "Nice," he stated, finally, eyes never leaving your form. "But I know what you'd look better in."
You blinked. "Well, if you want me to change..."
"My arms," he finished, a slight grin forming on his plump lips. You couldn't help but smile back despite the overwhelming doubt your thoughts were swimming in, glad that he had forgiven you enough to try out new pick up lines.
"Right." You smiled softly, and his smile turned gentle to mirror yours. It was like that for a moment, just the two of you staring at each other, a warmth blossoming in your chest as you stared at him. But then the moment ended when you broke the silence.
"Anyway," you said, and shrugged. "Taehyung's going to pick me up in half an hour, so I need some tips."
To be fair, you hadn't been lying. Taehyung had said he would pick you up, but much later. The only reason you had used the excuse was to get Jimin off your case, so the short time limit would hurry up your time with him and at the same time, force him to get up.
The second reason was that the sudden change in the atmosphere had been scary. Up until now, you had only seen your roommate as a partner in crime, and though you had felt unreasonably guilty about the whole deal thing, it had only been because of the physical attachment you had to Jimin.
But the events of a moment ago had opened up an entirely new door of possibility—something beyond just sexual attraction. You found yourself thinking up an alternative, if Taehyung hadn't been the one you liked, if Jimin hadn't offered you the deal...
Stop right there, you told yourself, turning away from the boy. He doesn't think of anyone that way, and you shouldn't be just another burden for him to bear. This is just your wild imagination—you'll forget it.
I'll get over it.
So you continued blabbering about the date, not noticing your roommate's smile turn bitter.
"Of course." A muscle jumped in his jaw as he pulled the blankets closer, eyes following you. "You're too nice to figure out."
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"This is nice," Taehyung mused as he ran a hand through his dark hair, squinting through the bright sunlight. "I never thought an amusememt park would be this pleasant."
"Me either." You bit your lip to control yourself when he intertwined his fingers with yours again, pulling you in the direction of the Ferris Wheel.
"C'mon," he insisted, smiling at you. "Walk faster, I don't wanna stand in the sun any longer."
You laughed. "I'm seriously beginning to suspect that you're a vampire."
"Trust me, if I was, you'd be the first person who's blood I'd drink." The boy pulled you into the line, leaning against the railing separating the rows. "I'm sure it would be sweeter than sugar."
You frowned a little, looking away as you attempted to hide your face in your hair. "You're saying you'd kill me first? And that my blood sugar levels are higher than the Eiffel Tower? Not the best thing to tell your date, Tae."
"You're blushing, aren't you?" Taehyung laughed in slight disbelief as he brushed away the hair from your face, moving ahead. "You're honestly so adorable."
You swatted at his hand, playfully rolling your eyes as you moved forward. "And you're a pain in the ass."
"Yeah, Taehyung junior is." He winked suggestively before laughing again. "Okay, that was cringy."
You shook your head, smiling. "Yeah, it was."
"Come on, it's our turn." Taehyung pulled you into the capsule that had slowed to a stop ahead.
Never before had you considered yourself afraid of heights, but your stomach still dropped when the ride moved upwards, nearing the top. You tried to take deep breaths to calm yourself as you unconsciously clung to Taehyung's arm, who wrapped his arms around you.
"Okay, this is slightly scary," you muttered as you looked at the full view of the park laid out in front of you.
"Don't worry, I'm here," he said reassuringly, squeezing your hand. You moved closer to him, unable to take your eyes off the scenery as the ride reached the top, the sunlight sparking off the capsule's glass.
The entire landscape lay before you like an unrolled tapestry, the light glancing off glass making everything look like it was bathed in gold and glitter. The sky was a pretty shade of blue and gold, light and frothy depite the time slowly dipping into the fifth hour.
It was beautiful.
"Y/N," Taehyung muttered lowly.
You turned to look at him, head slightly tilted questioningly. Instead of replying, Taehyung tilted his head as he leaned closer to you, capturing your lips in a sweet kiss.
You closed your eyes, heart stuttering and floating in your chest, automatically responding to his lips. Taehyung's kiss was slow and long, pulling you closer to him for a moment that seemed to last forever.
The moment was so undeniably sweet that your mind went blank.
When you pulled away for air, even he was panting slightly as he placed his forehead against yours and smiled softly.
You felt dazed.
"What was that?" You breathed out, still shaken, but in a pleasant way.
"Nothing much." He smiled, tracing your cheekbone with his fingers. "Just wanted to kiss you at the top of the world."
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Team Tae or Team Chim?
oh there's one scene in the book that's cliché !! therefore i must be quirky and point it out, alienating myself from the mindless masses who actually enjoy reading harmless cute stuff like this oh no !!
i'm sorry that's just so funny i can't