Yri's POV

Wtfwtfwtfwtfwtfwtf is with Jimin today? He suddenly started going all concerned and stuff about me, and this is honestly just bothering me because I don't know if this is some kind of act or something. Alright, Yri, let's just say he might be drunk and sht so that means you need to sleep right now because you bloody need it.

"Park Jimin, I swear I can't remember giving you a love potion," I scrunched my face up and sighed deeply as I stare on his contact picture for a straight minute before the ringing finally has come to a stop, probably knowing I won't be picking up the call at an ungodly hour.

"Wake up! Wake up! Wake up!"

One more time and I'll be stabbing someone inside this very room.

"We have a surprise for you~"

Sure thing, Margaux. I mean I really appreciate whatever surprise it is you're trying to give me but I'd be gladly choosing to sleep for a whole day more than anything right now.

"Hmm. . . You know we can just let her sleep for a bit more because I think she slept really late last night. I'll just tell hi—"

"Sheesh, don't!"

Since when did all of you started to turn against Inna's suggestions? I seriously feel like I'm about to lose my calm any minute now from all these booming voices that seemed to be the most annoying thing ever considering the fact that I'm still half-asleep and my brain is nonfunctional at the moment.

"Wake up, Yri! We're going to eat pizza, yaaay~"

"Oh shit! The dorm's on fire!"

Now that's some next level real convincing that I ain't got time to be waking up right now from all the various bullsht I'm hearing from my members.

"Park Jimin is here."

I don't know how I did that but with superhuman strength, I've opened my eyes wide, unaware I ran up straight into the bathroom to wash my face, brush my teeth, and did my complete morning routine as I proceeded back into our main room, all members looking at me with faces full of shock and amusement.

"WHERE? DID HE SEE ME DROOLING!?"

I hopped my way to Lili as I breathed on her face in which she reacted with a grimace, "Is my breath okay?"

"How about my hair?" I asked as I literally shoved my hair up onto Yuki's bored face.

I turned to Inna with a narrowed eyes and unsure smirk, "My outfit doesn't look bad, does it?"

"At least just tell me if I look decent enough to be seen!" I groaned as I dramatically placed my hand on Margaux's stiff shoulders.

It was a solid 30 seconds of silence until they suddenly burst out laughing, throwing at and smothering Yuki with the hardest cushions.

"Now the surprise is gone!"

"Surprise?"

They all tilted their heads to look at me in a creepily perfect synchronization with their mouths wide open, making me take one huge step back, "Whoah there, I'm just asking."

It's too early in the morning to fully process everything right now and they're not of a big help either— just look at them continuing to attack Yuki with all these stuff!

"Guys, seriously!"

For once, I acted like the oldest of them with my voice echoing throughout the room, leaving them with no choice but to stop and give me a chance to speak once again. I'm pretty sure they know that I'm far beyond confused with all their unusual behavior in such early hour, not to mention this should be a temporary rest day for us.

"So," I first inhaled deeply, resting my right hand on my hip, "what's this 'surprise' about?"

"Why don't you go and find out yourself?" It was a quick yet blunt answer coming from none other than Yuki, pointing at the door with her eyes, she added, "You just have to open the door."

"Don't tell me someone's going to startle the living embodiment of me behind that damn door."

Lili let out a short laughter, "That's why it is called a 'surprise', you silly."

Oh sure, dumb me strikes again. Are they actually surprising me by literally giving me a shock? Sure they might find it amusing but why exactly are they doing this to me of all freaking days in my life?

"Go ahead and open the door for me," I commanded, arms crossed with my eyes narrowed in suspicion, locking eyes at each of the members.

"The surprise is for you, Yri Beatrizelle. Open the door or I'll drag you out of the room."

"Alright, alright, geez."

Slowly walking towards the door, I was about to grab fast the knob but stopped midway, cautiously thinking my decision again and again. Heck what's behind this door anyway? If I get a heart attack from this, I swear I'll be haunting them to death especially Yukimura Harumi.

"Chemmy!"

"HOLY SON OF A MIDGET—!"

YRI, YOU TRULY ARE THE WEAKEST THING THAT'S EVER EXISTED IN THE ENTIRE UNIVERSE!

"Chemmy~" it was Park Jimin standing behind this door, giving me a literal surprise that turned into a wild cluster of emotions the moment he beamed his face up before me with that signature smile which is a great weakness of mine.

"J-Jimin!?"

I glared behind my back seeing all my fellow members laughing their asses off at my priceless reaction. Ugh, this is really embarrassing! I just said 'midget' in front of him but judging by the bright face he's showing right now, it's safe to say he could care less. But umm. . . let me take a moment to appreciate how fine he looks with his casual wear and damn, that hairstyle will be the death of me.

"I'm s-sorry, Jimin," I scratched my head, struggling to try and say something that at least makes sense, hoping that I won't look dumb in front of him, "y-you know I-I'm ea-easil-y f-frigh-tened."

Chuckling, he looked down on the floor and lifted his head up again, now to smoothly lick his lips in front of my very eyes as he took one step forward closer to me, making me uncomfortable in so many levels.

'Sht, what if he remembered what happened last night? He called me 'My Chemmy' and adsfsgsHSJKSLSKS'

"Chemmy," he took another step, this time with his bright smile fading into a serious smirk, "can we talk?"

I bit my lip, darting my eyes into different directions as I try to avoid his gaze as much as possible, but it was no help because it felt like he was piercing through my soul and then that’s where. . . I gulped as I held my breath back.

"I just want to tell you that. . ."

I don't know why I did that but I quickly shut the dorm room and pulled Jimin away with me into a slightly isolated place— at least I think no one is around to see or hear the two of us talking.

"Uhh. . . Chemmy, why'd you brought us here?"

"Umm b-because y-you know people might be t-thinking stuff about us."

"Oh, but that's completely fine," it was obvious his voice sounds nervous right now but I might be getting ahead of myself.

OmGGSHHAJAIAHBYWUNZIH I CAN't BE HaLLUcinATING RIghT NoW bUT IS HE GOING TO CONFESS? NAH I'M JUST KIDDING BUT—

"Chaemin, I. . ."

HE CALLED ME 'CHAEMIN' NOT 'CHEMMY' THIS IS KKnyhayijoisjisiIJIWKOWOWHAOID!

"Chaemin, I lo—"

"Sheesh!"

I widened my eyes as I swiftly placed my index finger on his lips, my other hand covering my mouth as I try to slowly process everything. I first inhaled deeply, and exhaled with still a baffled expression but proceeded to whisper in an almost inaudible tune with my head down, and fingers twiddling.

"I love you too."

"Hm?"

Dammit.

"N-nothing," I answered, still facing down as I try to hold my irrelevant feelings aside.

"Chaemin, I lost my handkerchief."

W H A T T H E —

"Umm. . . Why are you telling me?"

Trying to pretend that whatever I just told him a couple of seconds ago never actually happened, I ask him with a cold tone, hinting that I'm in no way near interested of his lost handkerchief. Cough.

"I umm. . . That's from one of my fans and it's pretty expensive but uhh— do you remember that handkerchief I gave you when you were crying?"

As my jaw slowly and surely drops down in every centimeter it could possibly limit itself, I had this quick flashback as I momentarily reminisced that specific scenario.

"Oh."

One more thing I remembered is that ever since I forgot returning this piece of cloth to him, I've always kept this with me wherever I go. . . and by that I mean it literally is inside my pajama pockets right now. Hey don't judge, this is an actual treasure!

"Umm, I think I left it uhh. . . inside my bag. I-I forgot to give it to you back in—"

"It's all yours, Chaemin."

"Eh?"

"The hanky's all yours."

"Wh-what? N-no it's an expensive gift from one of y-your fans and—"

"I'm just kidding, that's not a gift from a fan at all," he chuckled, scratching the back of his head and returning his gaze back to me with a shy grin, "I bought it myself."

Umm. . .? ????????????????????????????????????????

"Jimin, may I ask umm. . . what crack are you on right now?"

He let out a laugh, a heavenly music to every Jimin stans' ears, and of course I am blessed at the very moment. But seriously though, what's up with him being all ?????????

"I mean, what is this for?"

Knowing he wouldn't answer anytime soon with that ridiculous question that actually has a subtle hint trying to instead ask him about his sudden unusual behavior— I'm not saying he's rude towards me before because I kid you not, he's an angel but like he's just being too nice and I DON'T DESERVE THIS!

"You told me you want a handkerchief for your 17th birthday, right?"

Yes, I do. I really want a handkerchief that is personally given by none other than Park Jimin for my 17th birthday. . . Birthday? My. . . Birthday?

"Happy birthday, Chemmy!" With the brightest smile I've seen today, he raised his hands up and did a mini birthday dance in his own version.

"I-it's m-my birthday today?"

Probably the most stupid question I've asked today but IS IT REALLY MY BIRTHDAY TODAY?

"You're so stressed out you even forgot your own birthday," Jimin said with a soft chuckle, followed with a worried pout and deep sigh, "you need to take a break, birthday girl."

Another calm smile curled on his face as he messed my hair up and held my hand, pulling me back into the dorm room.

"Good morning, Manager Shi."

I must be in some next level schizophrenic condition today! I'm pretty sure our manager wasn't supposed to be here in the first place and sure as heck would Jimin know she'd be here, standing with her arms crossed, almost as if she's already expecting for us right after Jimin and I talked? Unless someone from my group—

"Umm. . . Can I please have Chaemin just for this day?"

I'M ALL YOURS SINCE DAY ONE, JIMIN. WHAT ARE YOU SAYING JUST FOR THIS DAY? WHY JUST ONE DAY? WHY CAN'T IT BE FOREVER? WHY CAN'T IT JUST BE MY BIRTHDAY EVERYDAY? DAMN THEN I'D BE SORTA OLD.

"Where'd you take our baby?"

I shot our manager a dirty look as I blush deep red from the second-hand embarrassment, seeing the other members trying to hold back their giggles. AT LEAST NOT IN FRONT OF HIM, ALRIGHT? IT MIGHT GET HIM WONDERING IF I STILL DRINK FROM A BABY BOTTLE OR SECRETLY CARRIES A PACIFIER AND WEARS A DIAPER.

"Don't worry, I promise I'll take good care of your baby."

Ewewewewewewewewwwwwww that got me cringing from head to toe.

"Wait, where are you taking me?"

"In case you've forgotten again— it's your birthday today and we're going somewhere."

"Somewhere?"

"Yes, somewhere. Now go get ready, I'll just be waiting outside."

He sounded really authoritative with that voice and it bothered me the whole time I was getting ready.

"Do I look okay?" I asked, swaying in positions, trying hard to appreciate my overall look in front of a mirror.

"You look beyond stunning, Yri. Now," she steps behind me and smiled before our reflection, putting her hands over my shoulders and letting myself face her, "enjoy your birthday today."

"I will," I answered with an excited smile but eventually faded into a frowning exhale.

"What's the matter?"

"How about you guys?"

"Jimin would like to spend a day with you so we'll gladly have you spending the night with us."

I laughed as I face-palmed myself at Lili's silly answer that actually made sense.

"Besides, it's one of the best birthday gifts you will ever have," Mar added with a cheerful smile, in which of course I know that she's really happy for me.

"I mean we see each other's faces almost 24/7, so what's to miss?"

"Shut up, Yuki!" I scowled at her, making everyone laugh, including her. Yuki truly is a sweet girl but she might not want or just can't express her words in the nicest ways.

"So, do I look okay?"

"Yes, you look really wonderful!" Margaux exclaimed.

"Hmm," I did this horrible aegyo in front of the mirror before turning to them with the same question.

"Do I really look okay?"

"For fck's sake, Yri Beatrizelle, don't let your fcking man be waiting his whole ass's life outside this dorm room for you!"

"Alright, alright, geez."

I took one finale deep breath before opening the door, and there he is, leaning his back against the wall. Smiling, he gallantly walked his way beside me as we both waved my members our goodbyes.

"Remember your curfew hour, alright?"

Yes, I won't, Mom.

"Or else something might've already happened to you guys!"

WHAT THE HECK, LILI? I was so flustered that even Jimin turned red by what she has said meanwhile the other girls started laughing and teasing us which just means we need to get going.

"Umm. . ."

We're walking pass the usual busy floor grounds of our company building, workers buzzing left and right, when it's the first time in a while since Jimin had uttered anything at all.

"Chemmy, are you okay?"

I nodded in response, head still facing downward. Yes, I mean I'm just trying not to pee myself and keeping my calm together as much as possible.

"J-Jimin. . . Wh-where a-are we g-going a-anyw-way?"

"To wherever you like."

Wherever I like? But I'm already here in South Korea, the ultimate dream destination of every fangirl of my kind, and to think right now, I'm just casually walking with my ultimate bias— what's more to ask for?

"Eh?"

I looked up at him with confusion drawn all over my face and he just responded with a hearty laugh. Wow, just wow, Yri, you've just gotten older and dumber.

"Oh, hang on," sure I'll hang myself up just for you, "I'll just call Namjoon Hyung."

"Okay."

Caught in a lie~

And who's calling right at the moment Jimin turned his back to call Namjoon?

Googie is calling

Hm? Jungkook? Oh he might be calling just to greet me a birthday—

"WAAHHHHHH!!!"

SOMEONE JUST SHNZHISNJSSNINWDNKJWDJN I'M DYING AHUHJZJSHNIJWSNKWSJ

"JIMIIIIII—"

"Shh. . . Keep quiet or you'll die."

END OF YRI'S POV

Notes

haven't updated in a while lol. school's starting in a week and i might get busy ;___;