Today was the day. The BTS fanmeet. Where you would FINALLY get to meet, and maybe even tough BTS. More importantly, Jin. You straightened out your outfit and fluffed your hair once more before deeming yourself good enough to be in the presence of the boys. 

You tossed your bag, stuffed with your fan banner, light stick, and album, over your shoulder and headed out the door. The car ride was PAINFULLY long. It was still early in the morning so you were thankful the traffic wasn't too awfully bad. 

When you arrived, the line was still pretty long for having arrived quite a few hours before the event. No matter, you would stand there as long as it took. 

 

Hours later, you were finally, FINALLY, next in line to meet BTS. You had watched them sign hundreds of girls albums before you, patiently waiting to be up there yourself. You smiled as you got up to Junkook. He was charming, so charming, in person, but your eyes couldn't help but wander to the next member over.

Kim Seokjin. 

Jimin was saying something you weren't quite paying attention too as you waited for the girl infront of you to move so you could see Jin. Jin was reacting to something Jimin was saying before he picked up the photostand beside him and threw it in your direction.

And in that moment...everything slowed down about 10 times. You saw the photostand fly towards your face. It collided directly to your forehead with a dull thump. Your eyes closed at the impact, but when you opened them you saw the look of horror on Jin's face when he realized what he just did.

Then...

His hand. You felt his hand on yours. Was this a dream? What kpop god did you please to deserve this? Kim Seokjin, your ultimate, of all ultimate biases HOLDING YOUR HAND.

Your mouth gaped open as you stared at his handsome worried face while he pulled you along the line so you were standing in front of him. The warmth radiating in your hand made you realize, no! this wasn't a dream!

"Hello?" His voice snapped you out of your daydream. "Are you alright?" 

You shook your head to rid your thoughts. "I'm fine! I promise!"

Jungkook reached over and began to playfully slap at him while the other members scolded him for being so rude. All you could do was laugh. 

"Are you sure you're okay? I'm so sorry. So so sorry!" Jin repeated as he continued to hold and your hand. His face still showed genuine concern.

Your face turned about one hundred different shades of pink and red all in about five seconds. "I'm okay! Accidents happen." 

"Did it hurt?" 

You rubbed at the area on you forehead. You didn't feel any bumps or pain. "No. I'm sure there's probably just going to be a little red mark for a few minutes is all. No worries!" 

Jin shook his head. "Aigoo. I hurt such a pretty face." 

Pretty. he jsut called you pretty. You tried your hardest to keep it together but you were literally flipping out on the inside. 

"Let me make it up to you." 

He grabbed a pieec of paper from the notepads on the table and scribbled something down. He handed it back to you with a smile. and watched as you read it. 

An address and a time. You looked up at him with a slight of your brow. 

"Today. There. At that time. I'll make it up to you. Is that okay?" 

A date? Was Jin going to take you on a date? You read the paper again and looked upat him before nodding. 

A small smirk stretched across his lips. "Great. I can't wait." 

 

You walked up the the place of the address on the piece of paper and wrinkled your nose. Was this really it? It looked like a hole in the wall. There were no signs anywhere on the plain brick building. The door was solid wood, but you went to open it anyways. When you stepped inside, you were in a beautiful small cafe. There was hardly anyone in there. Maybe two workers and one customer.  The cafe was warm. It smelled of sweet pastries and flavored coffees. The lighting was a soft glow, and quiet soothing music played from speakers above. 

"Can I help you?" A small woman asked you. 

"I'm supposed to meet someone here. I don't suppose you know if he's here or not." You looked around the room, no sight of Jin at any of the small tables. 

"What does he look like?" 

"Handsome." You blushed a little as that was the first word that came to mind. 

The lady giggled. "Ahh. I think I know who you're talking about. This way please." she led you over to the side of the room where there were small doors covered with curtains on the inside. She knocked on the door lightly before you heard a familiar voice. 

"Come in!" she opened the door and pulled the curtain to the side, allowing you both to peek in. There sitting on one side of the boothed table was Jin. He was dressed in something a bit more comfortable and casual than from the fan meet, but he still wore that same beautiful smile. 

"Ah! You're here! Please sit." You scooted in to the other booth as the lady shut the curtain and door behind her saying she would be right back. 

"I ordered us both a coffee if that's okay with you. It's a bit cold outside isn't it? Did you find the place okay?" 

Jin was very kind with his words, and you were already overwhelmed at his grace and kindness."That's okay with me. And...and I found it fine, thank you." You finally gathered up the courage to look directly at him, and when you did, you wished you hadn't. He was smiling gently, and it just made you want to snuggle up to his side. 

"I'm sorry, I'm being rude. I haven't asked you your name yet." 

Rude? Kim Seokjin couldn't be rude if he tried. He was a little self confident at times, but never rude. 

"My name is (Y/N). It's so nice to meet you and to be here with you." You were gaining a bit more confidence as the seconds went by, his smile more comforting now than nerve wrecking. 

"(Y/N) What a pretty name for a pretty girl. Thank you for agreeing to meet me. I'm still so sorry I hit you."

You couldn't help but giggle as the worried look appeared on his face again for the second time that day. "Really, it's no problem."

"Are you sure? Let me check." Jin leaned over the table, placing his hand under your chin and lifting gently to get a better glimpse of your forehead. His other hand came up and his thumb smoother gracefully over the site of impact on your skin. "No marks. So that's good." He removed his fingers from your forhead and brought two of them to his lips. He puckered his lips and kissed the tips of his two fingers before replacing them back tot he spot on your forehead. "But a kiss to make it better, just in case." Then he winked at you. WINKED.

When he let go of your chin, you adverted your gaze immediately to hide the blush of excitement. 

Jin's hand rested on top of yours on the table. "Let's order something to then, shall we, (Y/N)? You must be hungry."

Truthfully, you were. You hadn't eaten all day since you had spent most of it at the fanmeet. You were definitely thankful when the coffee arrived. It gave you something to sip on to calm your nerves. 

Jin was a master at conversation. He managed to never let there be any awkward silences, and he always asked you questions, wanting to know more about you. He was the epitome of gentleman. Perfection. You didn't think you could fall in love with Jin anymore, but it was  completely possible, and you were. 

He had ordered a couple of cupcakes for the both of you, and they tasted just as amazing as they looked. When you lookedu p after a bite, you noticed Jin was staring at you with  smirk on his face.

"What?" you asked a bit nervously. 

Jin leaned over and swiped his thumb across the corner of your lips. You sat there wide eyed, completely still. He just touched your lips. Jin's fingers TOUCHED your lips. 

He chuckled slightly. "You had some frosting on your mouth." You knew you should be embarassed, but instead you were still focused on his touch. 

He dipped a finger in the vanilla frosting of his own cupcake and swipedit across your nose. "Now you have some on your nose." He grinned and away the extra frosting on his finger. 

You blinked rapidly as he laughed at you sitting there with frosting on your nose. You took some of your own on your finger and dabbed it on the tip of his nose as his eyes were closed in laughter. 

"Now YOU have some on your nose too!" 

He wiped the icing off his nose and that frosting off his finger as well. "Mmm. I like yours. It's sweeter. Like you." 

Kim Seokjin REALLY knew his way in to your heart.

You both sat there for a few hours talking and laughing, just getting along perfectly before his phone beeped signalling a text message. 

He pulled it out of his pocket to check. "Ahh, (Y/N) I'm sorry to cut this short, but I really have to get going. Will you let me walk you out?" 

As much as you didn't want the date to end, you knew he was busy, so having him walk you out sounded good enough.

When you both reached the outside of the door, he turned to you and smiled. "I really had a great time today. It's been so long since I've been able to go on a date."

So it really WAS a date.

"Thank you for inviting me. I had a wonderful time. Do well in promotions, okay? I'm looking forward to them!" You flashed a genuine smile.

Jin stepped forward and wrapped his arms around your shoulders, pulling you in for a hug. Jin's arms felt like home. They felt like the warmth of your favorite blanket on a bad day. They felt like the way a cup of coffee feels on a cold morning. They just felt right. 

When he pulled back, he tightened your scarf a little around your neck. "Stay warm, okay? And text me when you get home safe."

You pulled a puzzled look on your face. "I can't text you, I don't ahve your number." 

"You should check your pockets before you leave!" He his heels to walk in the other direction towards a car waiting for him. "Bye (Y/N)! I can't wait to see you again!" 

You reached your hand in to your pocket and felt something soft. When you pulled it out, there was a napkin with his number written on it, and a little heart next to his name. When he put it there, you didn't know. Nor did you care. All you knew is that you were looking forward to seeing Jin again as well.