TAEHYUNG

I left my girlfriend again. I knew she would suffer because it was not comfortable being abandoned just like that. I felt very guilty but I couldn’t do anything. I got emergency call again from my dad. I had been busy slowing the wedding announcement with my crazy actions. Last time I went to our wedding planner to change the concept of my wedding party. My parents told them that it would be vineyard with brown-classic color theme party, but secretly I came to them to change the theme with movie spirit. I gave them the concept from Star Wars. I designed the galaxy and created a confusion with adding the scenery from Harry Potter mixed The Hunger Games movie. I told them to make sure the guests would wear the robes, bring the wand but with The Capitol citizen makeup. I insisted that I didn’t want to see any vineyard concept in my wedding anymore. And of course the wedding planner seemed confused and thought I must be a crazy person.

They canceled the first concept, I meant, the normal concept, and quickly worked hard again to change it. I did it in purpose so, they could postpone the wedding. My dad found out what I had done, and with heavy heart, he had to postpone the announcement to public. He had to fix the wedding party first. And the wedding planner told him they already gave up with unstable customer. So, they stopped and demanded the compensation for their wasted work. After that, my dad tried to find another wedding planner. It was very easy for him. He found the best wedding planner in Korea. He ordered them to stay away from me. He was mad at me obviously, but I didn’t give up. I wanted to use my last weapon to stop the wedding, so I asked Hyerim to meet up. But unfortunately, I met with my own girlfriend and my friends at Jin hyung’s favorite restaurant. I was so freaking stupid. I shouldn’t have had asked Hyerim to go there in the first place.

Today, my dad just called me again. I knew what he was thinking. I met him at our house and I saw Hyerim sitting on the couch in my dad’s workspace. “I thought Jimin delivered you to your house, not my house.” I told her smiling. She didn’t smile back.

“I told her to come here. And she’s my guest.” My dad came out from behind the book shelf suddenly

“Jimin sunbaenim dropped me at the bus shelter.” She said.

“So, what is it again?” I asked my dad, boring.

He closed his book and he walked to his desk. He sat in front of me and Hyerim.

“I’m going to announce your marriage in 7 days.”

“WHAT?” I screamed at the same time with Hyerim.

I looked at her, confused. She should’ve been happy, right.

“Dad, are you out of mind? 7 days? Our wedding plan hasn’t fixed!” I was so damn upset.

“I know. But you don’t need to worry. It’s 80% almost done.” My dad answered me calmly.

“Dad, please... don’t do this to me.” I looked at him, pitiful.

“Hyerim, I have planned you and Taehyung to eat dinner at your dad’s favorite French
restaurant tonight.” My dad ignored me.

I stood up. “Dad, you have no idea what I’m going to do. Don’t try me!”

My dad looked at me fiercly. He was so scary, but I tried to look at him back.

“Run away threat again? Are you brave enough to do it? Taehyung, you can’t. I know you.”

I kicked his desk and some books fell on the floor. I threw the standing lamp with an ashtray on his desk. The lamp broken into pieces. Hyerim squealed. She was shocked. My dad didn’t move from his chair. He didn’t seem worried about me.

“That’s it? Seriously son, you’ll say thank you to me after you get married with Choi Hyerim.” My dad smirked.

I really wanted to punch his face. But he’s still my biological father after all.

I slammed his desk with my fist hardly. “Don’t call me your son! You don’t deserve to be my father!”

Hyerim looked at the situation, speechless.

“Taehyung, listen. You only have 7 days. You better concern about your girlfriend, or you’ll regret it.” My dad said, still calm.

I was surprised he actually found out about my relationship with _______.

“Don’t touch Jung _______!” I shouted at him.

He laughed. “No, I won’t. No need to worry. I consider Jung _______ as Hyerim’s best friend though, not as your girlfriend. You can do anything you want in 7 days with her. I won’t bother you...”

I was getting more angry this time.

“But... after 7 days, better you already break up with her and focus on Hyerim, only.” My dad continued seriously.

“Hope you will die soon...” I told him eyes to eyes, and I left his room.

I slammed the door, quickly running to downstairs. I had mixed feelings. Angry, sad, upset, confused, all of them stuck in my head, spreaded throughout my body. What should I do? I really didn’t want to leave Jung _______. I was so freaking frustrated. I was useless and pathetic boyfriend. I couldn’t solve my own problem. How could I fix this?

I kept walking to my bedroom. I was thinking hard how to make _______ stay away from this news. I wanted her insensible about my arranged marriage. I had been stuck in the same problem and I really couldn’t do anything. Powerless. My dad would call all the media to gather and they would publish this news.

There was noise of shifted box inside my bedroom. I quickly came in. And I saw my mom’s silhouette from my closet room. I approached her quietly. I watched her, moving the dusty old boxes. I had no idea what she was doing. She found an old tin box square shaped. She opened it. There was a photo album of my childhood pictures.

“Mom, what are you doing?” I asked her softly.

She turned around to see me. She smiled.

“Taehyungah, come here.” She told me to sit beside her.

I sat beside her. She opened the first sheet. I saw my baby pictures in my mom’s arms.

“Look, you’re very cute,” She giggled, looking at them.

“Mom...”

“Taehyungah, you’re going to get married soon. I need more times to see you here with me. And I think I’m going to miss these moments...” My mom said with her teary eyes.

“I can cancel the wedding if you don’t want me get out from this house.”

She sighed. “I know it hurts...”

“But think this as your best plan. Any parents don’t want something bad happens to their children. Maybe you think your dad and I so cruel, heartless, but you need to know, we have to merge our company with Choi family. Your dad has been experiencing bad financial with his company. His best friend, Mr. Choi wants to help us but you has to marry his daughter, just like what they planned since you were kid.”

“So, this is all about money?”

I sighed sadly. “Classic...”

My mom hugged me. She caressed my hair lovingly. “I’m sorry, son.”

“Mom, can we find any way out from this problem? I can’t marry Hyerim.”

My mom looked at me sad and regretful.

“You love your girlfriend?”

“You know her?” I asked her in disbelief.

She nodded. “Your dad told me.”

“Yes, I do. But I don’t know... since this arranged married infected me, I really can’t think straight about her. I mean, I don’t know what I want. I’m not sure I can’t be with her all the time, protect her, accompany her wherever she wants to go,”

My mom held my hand. “You can move on soon, trust me.”

She opened the next page of my photo album. I looked at my dad was holding me tightly in
amusement park. We looked so fine, happy and peaceful.

“This was from your 5th birthday.” My mom reminded me.

“Mom, I can’t remember.”

She chuckled. “Of course. It was very very long time ago, when you were five.”

“You’re his most valuable jewelry. It was so hard to get you, Taehyung. We almost gave up.”

“Why?”

“Doctor sentenced me infertile. I couldn’t get pregnant at first. We tried hard for 9 years. I even filed a divorce once, because I wanted your dad happy having children with marry other girl. But he refused to divorce me. When we celebrate our 10th anniversary, suddenly God showed His miracle. I was pregnant...”

“...Your dad was very happy. I’ve never seen he’s happy that much. We were in joy. After you born, he planned everything about your future. He doesn’t want you to be unlucky. When his company was shaken by funds problem, he thought hard how to make everything back to normal again, stable. This is why he set your marriage with Hyerim. We’re grateful, we have a wonderful handsome son like you, Taehyung. You’re a nice kid.”

I quickly looked away. I couldn’t stand myself, hearing this kind of story.

“We’re sorry, Taehyung. We’re sorry...”
My eyes felt teary and wet in sudden. “But... if dad really loves you, and your love is really that strong, why can’t I have the same love with my girlfriend?”

My mom hugged me again. “Sometimes when you sacrifice something precious, you're not really losing it. You're just passing it on to someone else.”

I was in my deep thought for few seconds.

My mom smiled nicely at me. “I’m sure my handsome son is a mature young man now.”

I smiled bitterly at her. “Mom, I’m not.”

“Taehyungah, you are what you think.”

There was silence between us when my mom opened the middle page. My mom looked at me. “Hey, Is this your high school graduation picture, right?” She pointed at my teen pictures.

I saw my picture with Jimin. I smiled.

“Yes. It was from graduation ceremony.”

“How’s Jimin? You’re still friend with him?” My mom asked me.

I nodded. “Yeah, we’re kind of difficult to be separated. Our bond is too strong,”

“He’s nice and good kid. Is he in Seoul now? The last time you told me, he’s still learning dancing in LA.”

I shook my head. “No, he’s not longer in LA. He’s studying music with me in our university.”

“You should invite him to your wedding.”

Suddenly I thought about something. There was bright light hit my brain.

“Mom, what did you say earlier about sacrifice?”

“Sometimes when you sacrifice something precious, you're not really losing it. You're just passing it on to someone else. Is that it?”

I quickly stood up. “Mom, I think I know what’s the best for my girlfriend.”

I left my mom.

“Taehyungah...” My mom called me, confused. But I already disappeared.


I drove my car, heading back to senior dorm. When I arrived, I quickly parked my car and ran to my room. I unlocked the room in hurry. I put down my bag on the floor. I checked every corner and space to see if there’s Yoongi hyung. Unfortunately, I didn’t find my roommate. I came out and locked the door hurry-scurry. I pressed Yoongi hyung’s phone numbers. He didn’t pick up his phone. I quickly ran to senior studio room. I hoped he would be there.

I passed by some seniors, and they showed me the sign that Yoongi hyung was really inside the studio. I told them to leave me alone with him. I opened the door. I saw Yoongi hyung was playing the piano to find the perfect melodies for his song.

“Hyung...”

Yoongi hyung stopped. He looked at me.

“Oh, Taehyung.”

I came in. “Hyung, I wanna ask your opinion. And this is really important because it’s all about my life, my soulmate, my... everything.”

“Man, chill. Please, sit down.” Yoongi hyung looked at me, confused.

“Can I help you something, Taehyung?” He asked me, giving me a bottle of cola.

“Hyung, what do you think if I ask Jimin to take care of _______ for meantime?”

“What?”

“Yes, I want Jimin taking care of my girlfriend for meantime. I’m going to make a deal with Hyerim. I need more time to fix this,” I explained it to him. Yoongi hyung seemed confused.

“Wait, do you mean Jimin can replace you as _______’s boyfriend for meantime?”

I nodded.

“Taehyung, are you really that crazy? Look, if you really love Jung _______, you won’t do that. You’ll ask her to run away with you. Be a man, bruh!” Yoongi hyung gripped my shoulders.

“I can’t. You have no idea my situation is more horrible than yours. I’m not you, hyung. I can’t let go of her. I want to disappear for meantime, and I want Jimin to replace me. He canbe a good ideal boyfriend for her, I guess.”

Yoongi hyung smirked. “Jimin is a guy after all. He’s gonna be with your beautiful girlfriend for such a... hmm God knows when you stop, such a long time, I believe. They both are grown up normalhuman with biological needs. And as we know, Jimin is really really good with girls in bed. You’re still sure if they won’t cross the line?”

I stayed silent.

“I know you’re so stupid, but at least try to make me think twice to say that.”

“You’re right, hyung.” I sighed.

“I should know how it feels like to see my girlfriend having sex with someone else,” I continued.

Yoongi hyung laughed. “Oh man!”

“Maybe... I’m not jealous, hyung.”

Yoongi hyung laughed again. “You are nuts! Are you gonna let someone fuck your girlfriend and you watch them just to test your feeling?”

“Not random someone. It’s Jimin.”

“Oh, please, man. You are totally nuts!”

“Any better idea?”

Yoongi hyung stood up. “Seriously, it’s really simple, mofo. How come you don’t know how it feels like seeing someone fuck your girlfriend?”

I shook my head. “Hyung, I mean, with Jimin.”

“I know! If you insistto make Jimin replacing your position for meantime, at least you have to realize the consequences. You think they won’t have sex? Don’t be blind with Jimin’s innocent face. We all know he’s a pompous bastard.”

“Fine! Let say, they have sex later, but I need to know everything will be alright with me.” I told him.

Yoongi hyung leaned on the wall. He stared at me seriously.

“Look, I have really crazy idea. It means, really bad idea.”

“What’s that?”

“I don’t wanna suggest this, but... how about try to threesome with _______ and Jimin first?”

There was an awkward silence in the studio room suddenly.

“Hyung...”

“I know. Just forget it. It’s fucking crazy, terrible idea. No need to follow,”

“Hyung... I think it’s reasonable.” I said.

“Huh?”

“Yeah. I wanna try threesome. It’s... something new and it seems fun!”

“You don’t need to do it if you don’t want to,” Yoongi hyung said.

“No, hyung. I want to! This time I will know how long Jimin’s dick is.”

“What? I’m done with you.” Yoongi hyung pushed me to get out from the studio.

“Hyung, I need to know how long Jimin’s dick is. He has to satisfy my girlfriend, remember?” I said louder, standing by the doorway.

“Shut up! You sound so gay!” Yoongi hyung sprayed the water on my face from the flower vase near him.

“Wake up! Stop watching gay porn!” and he kicked me out.


It was exact 7:00 PM. I had a dinner plan with Hyerim, just like my dad told me to. I went to Hyerim’s house to pick her up. I stepped into her house with a heavy heart and I was being forced hardly. But I remembered what my mom said, so I was trying to put myself into her house. I saw no one, except Choi family’s maids.

“Oh, you are here?” Hyerim greeted me.

I looked at her. She was wearing casual shirt with jeans.

“I thought we had dinner schedule.” I said.

She smiled. “Yeah, I know. The dinner is in my kitchen. Please come.”

I raised my eyebrow. I had no idea. I just followed her to the kitchen.

Hyerim told me to sit near the bar kitchen. So, I sat quietly there waiting for her. I glanced at her. She seemed busy preparing two plates of Kimchi friedrice. I was a little bit surprised.

“Here. Our dinner.” She put a plate of Kimchi friedrice on the table in front of my face.

She also put the same plate in front of her.

“So, this is our dinner, huh? No appetizers?” I took a spoonful of rice with Kimchi on it.

She giggled. “Yes. Why? A prince Taehyung dislikes it? Did you expect we'll eat French food in my dad’s favorite expensive restaurant?”

“Well, kinda. Since I know what kind of family we have,”

“I’m one of kind, dude.” She smiled, slicing the kimchi, and she mixed it with the rice.

“I like this dinner, though. It’s unpredictable. I prefer eating simple homemade meal.” I commented.

Hyerim didn’t reply me back. She kept eating. I saw her carefully. She reminded me with my girlfriend a lot. Her side profile looked pretty. But of course not as pretty as much Jung _______. My girlfriend was just very beautiful, hot, tempting girl, while Choi Hyerim was sweet, friendly, nice girl. She seemed like that.

“Stop staring. You should eat.” Hyerim turned her head to see me. I quickly looked away and focused on my plate. I took a fork and started to slice the cabbage kimchi with my spoon.

“Your house is so quiet,” I said to break the silence.

“Yes, always. Everyone is busy. I’m used to it.”

“So, that’s why you asked _______ to move in here with you?” I asked her.

She nodded. “50% yes, 50% is because she really needed my help. It was emergency. She
had no place to stay in Seoul.”

“Are you still with her?” This time she asked me.

I nodded. “Yes. I love her.”

She looked alright. “I know.”

“And then, why do you still accept this arranged marriage? You seem don’t do anything about it.”

She smiled softly at me. “Because I like you.” she confessed to me calmly.

“Excuse me?” I stopped eating.

“You heard it.”

“But why? When? How?” I asked her seriously.

“Why? Because I think you’re very attractive. When? Since I saw you in freshman year welcoming party. How? I don’t know. The zing just hit me like that,” She answered me, still calm.

“But I’m your best friend’s boyfriend,” I told her.

“No need to repeat. I know. That’s why I keep our distance before. I try to respect _______.”

“Hyerim, as you know, I have difficult time to fix this. I really don’t wanna marry you. No hurt feeling.” I told her honestly.

She smiled. “It’s okay. I don’t force you, though. I still love my bestie. But we can’t hide our wedding plan for long time. Soon enough she will know.”

“I wanna ask you a favor,” I made her to see me.

“What’s that?”

“I will marry you, but with some deals.”

“What deals?”

“I still can be _______’s boyfriend, secretly... but I’m going to be a great husband for you. Give me more time to let go of my girlfriend. I have to do it slowly. Because I still love her so much,”

“Okay. What’s next?”

“When I have a date with _______, you can do whatever you want. You can go to nightclub, sleeping with random guys you want, whatever is that. I won’t hold you,”

“And then?”

“Just don’t hurt _______’s feeling.”

She smiled at me.

“I only have 7 days. I want to be with my girlfriend. So, I won’t to see you for a week.” I added.

She nodded. “Okay. Deal! You don’t have to worry. You can do whatever you want. But you must know, you’ll be my husband soon. Don’t forget it.”
We shook our hands to show that we both approved and agreed with the deals. I finished eating my kimchi friedrice and Hyerim gave me an ice cream as our dessert. “I’m going to see _______. What do you think?” I asked Hyerim.

“You better to meet her family. At least, you see her mom and her little sister for the first and last time, before our marriage announcement. You can give them some help, especially their financial,” Hyerim suggested something positive to me.

“I think so. It’s good idea. I wanna meet her mom, too. Do you know where can I meet her?”

“She lives in a very small town. 4 hours trip from Seoul. ______ wrote her hometown address with me. Let me check it first,” she stood up to take her note.

“Hyerim, thanks.” I said, smiling at her for the first time.

“You’re welcome.”




YOU

I woke up in the morning feeling so charmed. I had a plan to visit my mom and my little sister. I just packed my things last night. I looked at my side. Jimin was still sleeping, shirtless. He was so damn hot, but he also looked like a baby. Why did he look so cute in this state? I stroked Jimin’s hair slowly. I kissed his forehead. His eyes opened suddenly and he looked up. He seemed surprised to see me watching him.

“Morning angel.” He said softly as I continued to play with his hair.

“Morning.” I replied with a bright smile. Pulling himself up my body, he placed a kiss on my lips, giving me a simple morning kiss. Jimin grabbed my body to him. He put me into his arms. I leaned my head on his chest. He kissed my forehead. We lay on my bed quietly for a few minutes. We both just loved cuddling.

“Actually, I want to make you breakfast. Is that okay?”

He smiled cutely. “Sure.”

I released myself from Jimin’s arms. We got up and he headed for the shower while I went to the kitchen, making a plate of pancakes. 15 minutes later, he showered and changed. And it wa my turn to take a shower after him. He waited for me, sitting cutely in the dinning room. I told him to eat first. After showering, I changed with black sleeveless shirt and short jeans. It’s casual simple style. I made perfect messy buns hair. I approached Jimin. He was still there waiting for me.

“You should eat first.” I said.

He just smiled, showing off his dimple. “I wanna enjoy my breakfast with you,”

I looked on the table, there was no syrup.

“Just tell me if I forgot to give you a bottle of syrup.” I rolled my eyes.

I quickly took out syrup from inside the fridge. Jimin walked behind me, placing his arms around my waist. “You don’t need to give me this. I’m sure your pancake tastes sweet,” he kissed my cheek gently, smiling against my skin.

“Jimin, shut up. Stop flirting.” I pushed him. He just chuckled, seeing my burning face.

I put a bottle of syrup and two glasses of milk on the dinning table. We started to eat our breakfast quietly. But I didn’t know why, I felt comfortable. And Jimin didn’t do any pervert things, too. He ate his pancake deliciously.

“Anyway, I’m going to go at 9. I’ll visit my mom for 3 days or so.” I told Jimin.

Jimin looked at me. “Alone?”

I nodded.

He sighed. “Come on. I thought we have discussed this last night. You’re not going alone.”

“Jimin, I really appreciate your nice action. But I want to go alone.”

Jimin shook his head firmly. “Definitely not.”

His stare looked fierce and serious. I gave up.

“Fine.”

He smiled at me. “Good girl.”

Jimin helped me to wash the dishes and cleaned up the kitchen. He even checked my things before we left. “Pajama, checked. Bra, checked. Underwear, checked...”

Jimin looked inside my bag in details. I quickly took my bag from him.

“Okay, we’re done.”

“No.” Jimin took it back.

“You don’t bring your jacket?”

I sighed.

Jimin immediately walked to my bedroom. He searched for my jacket in my drawer.

“Jimin, seriously...”

“No, you have to bring warm clothes. You must bring your jacket!” He insisted.

He found my maroon jacket and he folded it neatly and he put it inside my bag.

“Now, we’re done.” Jimin said smiling cutely.

I rolled my eyes.


I waited Jimin at the bus shelter near my apartment. Last night we argued about Jimin could drive me with his car, but I refused. I decided to take a bus. He had to back to his dorm first to change his clothes and bring his own things. Jimin told me to follow him to senior dorm. He was crazy for sure. The matron would kill me and burn my body down. Girls were forbidden in senior male student dorm.

I saw Jimin was running toward me. He was wearing the black varsity jacket with sleeveless shirt inside, ripped jeans, snapback. He looked handsome and totally boyfriend material. Shit! I shouldn’t have had thought about it.

“I’m sorry for waiting me,” Jimin kissed my forehead.

“Never mind.” I said.

Jimin saw I put my backpack on the ground. He quickly took it and he carried it with his right
hand.

“You don’t need to do this,” I tried to take my backpack again.

“It’s alright.” He pinched my nose gently.

Silently, Jimin held my hand, he made me closer, standing beside him. The bus shelter was getting crowded. Many people waited for their bus here. I was getting tired of standing. The seats were full with ajumma. I sighed. Jimin glanced at me. He grabbed my hand and he intertwined our fingers together. He sat on the edge of pavement near the bus shelter. He made me sitting on his lap.

“Jimin, people are watching us,” I whispered to him, keeping my head down.

Jimin looked at them. He smiled at them nicely. And then he lifted my chin up. My eyes met his eyes.

“Why are you so shy? You should be proud though, because you’re sitting on handsome guy’s lap.” He pecked my lips.

“Such a sweet jerk,” I released him.

He just chuckled looking at me.

Many women in their 20s or over 25 were waiting the bus near us. They took a glance at Jimin.
They whispered to their friends and then giggled, looking at Jimin secretly. I saw them, rolling my eyes. Jimin had no clue of course. He was being the main center of attention. But I had to admit, Jimin was indeed a drop-dead handsome guy with sensual aura on his face.

We waited for around 45 minutes, a little bit late from the exact schedule. When our bus arrived in front of us, I immediately stood up. Jimin also followed me. All people started to get in the bus. We lined up one by one. There were some ahjussi barged in the line harshly. They pushed me, I almost fell on the ground. But Jimin quickly caught my wrist. He held my hand tightly. He moved my body, sticking with him. “I told you last night. It wouldn’t be happen if I drove you with my car now,” he whispered to me.

“Shut up.” I hit his arm.

We entered the bus. People filled the empty seats quickly. We looked around. There was only one seat left in the back. Jimin grabbed my hand faster to sit there after paying. He made me sit, while he was standing beside me. He covered me with his body and put our bags on the floor underneath the seat. He was being so protective. Jimin even made sure for few times that I sat in the back peacefully. Beside me there was an old ajumma. She looked up to see Jimin.
He smiled politely to her.

“Your boyfriend is very handsome,” she said.

I was blushing so hard. I believed Jimin could see my rosy cheeks.

“He is not...” I told her, trying to tell her the truth. But I was sure she didn’t hear me.

“He’s also such a gentleman. You’re very lucky,” she commented.

Jimin quickly bowed his head slightly. “Thank you very much, mam.” He smiled.

I just smiled awkwardly at her. I looked at Jimin. He stared at me, mouthing me silently, “Just enjoy it.”

We started to leave Seoul city. This trip needed 3 or 4 hours. On our way, that ajumma stopped at 5th shelter. She arrived in her village safely. Before she leave, she told Jimin that he had to marry me in the future. All I can do was just rolling my eyes. I tried to tell her if Jimin wasn’t my boyfriend even in the last seconds she came out the bus. I sighed hard after, because it was useless. She couldn’t hear me. But Jimin just smiled brightly, hearing things he wanted to hear. I moved aside to the window. Jimin sat beside me. It was too close. He took off his varsity jacket. He was really only wearing sleeveless shirt. His perfect biceps looked dashing. His thigh touched my bare thigh since I was wearing short jeans. He took my fingers, intertwined them, and he rested our hands on his thigh. He covered my exposed thighs with his jacket. I didn’t say anything because I didn’t want to argue with him.

After 2 hours and half, I really couldn’t stand my eyes open. I was so sleepy. I closed my eyes slowly, and leaned my head on the window bus. Without I noticed, I already fell asleep.




JIMIN

I saw _______ sleeping with her head stick on the window. Her sleepy head kept bumping against it. It must've been hard. So, I took her head carefully to put it on my shoulder. She didn’t notice any movements I made. I caressed her cheek slowly. I looked at her beautiful face. She was sleeping peacefully. I smiled. “I’m glad I’m here with you.” I whispered.

After what we had done together, I really wanted to make her to be my official, real girlfriend.
But I needed a lot of work to do. She still loved Taehyung and he’s my best friend. It was very complicated. I didn’t want to hurt Taehyung’s feeling, too. What if I gave up? Nah, that’s not it. It would be a huge loss for me. I always gave in everything for my friends, but not this time. I had to fight back. And I knew what the consequences I would get after this.

“I’m sorry, Taehyung...” I said to myself, holding _______’s hand gently.

The bus already stopped in 8th shelter. They said our destination would arrive in 2 hours. But there was a long traffic jam on the highway. I looked out the window bus. It seemed like there’s an accident. So, I bet we would arrive in 2 hours and half. I looked around in the bus, many passengers were sleeping. They were tired waiting. So, they decided to sleep and take a rest first. I did the same thing. I also closed my eyes, I took off my snapback, and leaned back on my seat. I would sleep around an hour.

I was sleeping but not that soundly, only kind of short light sleep. But I felt someone was watching me so intense. There was someone stroking my cheek and kissing my lips. I smiled. I immediately opened my eyes.

“You like me now?” I said softly, nibbling against _______’s lips.

She was shocked and she quickly looked away. She released my hand and she pressed her face on the window bus. I chuckled. I could see her burning face. “Baby, it’s okay. I know you’re admiring me,” I tried to make her to look at me back. But I knew it was kind of embarrassing moment for her, so she insisted not to look at me.

She banged her head against the window bus. She kept mumbling how stupid she was. I took her hand to stop her. I really couldn’t stop smiling at her cuteness. “_______, it’s fine. I like it, though. You should've given me a French kiss. That would be a lot better,” I whispered to her earlobe. I gave her a kiss on her neck. She gasped and she hit my arm. I got her attention back succesfully.

“Yah! Park Jimin!” She gritted her teeth. She didn’t want to wake up other people in the bus. So, she couldn’t shout at me. I cupped her face and I kissed her lips slowly. I glided down her arm, folded over my hand. My fingers laced with hers. She pushed my chest but I grabbed her hands again and I made them rest on my chest instead. I put her hands against my heartbeats. She released me. She seemed surprised. She looked at me and then her hands.

“You can feel it?” I asked her softly.

She nodded.

“I feel you with my every heartbeat.” I whispered to her.

She was blushing so hard. I caressed her and I kissed her cheek, smiling against her skin.

“This is real feeling...” I hugged her. She didn’t push me this time.

She leaned on my chest, so she could hear my heartbeats.

“My heart beats faster whenever I see you,” I said.

She kept leaning her head on my chest while I was embracing her gently.

I kissed her head, smelling her sweet scent of her hair.



YOU

I leaned on Jimin’s chest. I heard his heartbeats. The rhythm was just right. His hug felt warm and I felt comfortable with him. “My heart beats faster whenever I see you,” he said. He kissed my top head. He smelled my hair. I untied my messy buns hair. And my hair fell down on my shoulders. Jimin cupped my face. “You’re beautiful.”

This familiar feeling again. My tummy moved up and down strangely. It was like there were butterflies dancing slowly in my tummy. I was blushing so hard. I was sure enough my face looked like a red tomato now. He cupped my face and his warm hand touched my neck. I leaned my head against his palm. The heat from his hand burned through my body. His eyes locked to mine. He looked at my lips. He lowered his head and he pressed his plump lips against mine. I accepted his lips slowly. He pressed deeper. I wanted to moan but we both were in public transportation. So, I tried hard to hold it. Fortunately, passengers were sleeping soundly, so they didn’t see there was horny couple making out in the back.

Jimin’s hand traced down on my thighs. He stroked on my skin slowly under the cover of his varsity jacket. I closed my eyes, feeling the sensation. Damn! He could make me wet.

“Jimin... stop kissing me,” I told him, but I didn’t do anything to push him.

He smirked in between our passionate kiss. “You stop first.”

“No, you stop first.” I told him, but still kissing him.

“Babe, you should stop first.” He whispered sexily, nibbling on my lips.

“Uh uh... you stop first.” I said, opening my eyes.

Jimin kept kissing me deeply. He put his tongue in my mouth.

“Who told you to use your tongue?” I wrapped my hands around his neck. I pulled him closer.

“You don’t want to stop.” He mumbled, sucking my mouth.

“You should stop first.” I demanded him, trying to release him.

“Why we should stop?” He whispered, kissing me again.

“Jimin...”

“Hmm?”

“We should stop.” I said.

But I was helpless and I didn’t push him. Jimin just kept kissing me passionately and slowly. Our tongues slid against each other. Jimin used his skilled tongue to pleasure me. He’s amazing kisser for sure. I couldn’t describe how amazing he was when he could control his tongue in my mouth. I had to release him before we went to any further.

“Jimin, just stop.” I looked at him seriously, catching my breath.

He smiled cutely at me. He kissed my cheek.

“I’m sorry.” He said. touching my swollen red lips with his thumb. And he embraced me again.

After 2 hours and half, we finally arrived in our destination. We stopped in 13th bus shelter. We stood up. Jimin grabbed my hand, holding it gently still carrying our bags. He intertwined our fingers together and we stepped out from the bus.

The fresh air welcomed me and Jimin. We both took a breath and we could smell the scent of green trees around us. The sky was bright and clear. Thankfully, the weather was not scorching. It was really different from Seoul. It was so refreshing. It was around 2 PM already and we both were so hungry. I could hear Jimin’s stomach grumbling. I laughed at him. “We should walk now before your stomach crying.” I commented.

“Where’s your house?” Jimin asked me when we were walking pass by the meadow.

“Not far from here. It’s there, near the river.” I pointed at the small house behind the flower garden.

Jimin took my hand and he linked it to him. I leaned on his arm. I could feel his muscles. I was pretty small walking beside him.

“So, may I know what’s your mom?” He asked me politely.

I smiled. “She’s Makgeolli maker. She’s the best!” I answered him proudly.

“Nice. I think I can taste my mother-in-law’s Makgeolli later.”

I sighed. “Jimin... stop it.”

He just smiled. “I know. You still love Taehyung and you want our relationship just... like this for meantime,”

I nodded. “Thanks.”

“But honestly, with you I feel like a real lady,” I added.

“A princess should be treated like a princess.” He said.

“Shut up!” I pushed him hardly. He almost fell to the ground.

“Hey!” He tried to catch me. I quickly ran away from him.

He ran to me, I was screaming out loud. He caught me. He lifted up my body from behind and he made me turned around for several rounds. “Park Jimin! Put me down!” I told him loudly. He just laughed. But suddenly, someone called me.

“Eonni!”

Jimin stopped. He put me down on the ground.

“Yoora!” I quickly ran to her, hugging her tightly.

I just realized we already arrived in front of my house. I kissed her cheeks.

“I miss you!” I hugged my own little sister.

“Eonni, you look more beautiful now.” She said, smiling cutely at me.

“Aww... thank you. So do you! Yoora looks prettier and taller.”

I ruffled her hair. I felt Jimin walking closer to me and my sister.

“And who’s this oppa?” Yoora looked up at him.

“Oh, he is my...”

“I’m your sister’s boyfriend,” Jimin answered her playfully.

I hit his arm. “Stop playing!”

Jimin chuckled.

“But... I thought that oppa was your boyfriend...” My sister pointed at someone inside the house.

“Huh? Who?” I asked her, confused.

I saw someone familiar came out from our house.

“Hi, babe!” He greeted me cheerfully.

“Taehyung?” I was shocked.

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