-Pt 2-
/I LOVE YOU.

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==At the dorm==

“Had a good time?” Jimin asked as soon as he stepped in the apartment.

I nodded, trying to hide my smile.

“You should thank me.” He chuckles, sitting down beside me on the couch.

“But I already thanked you.”

“When?”

“Few hours ago, through a message.”

“You should thank me in person.” He said.

“Tch.. Thank you sooo much, Jimin-nim.” I smiled sarcastically.

“Eish, that’s not sincere.” He frowns.

I chuckled.

“Arraseo. Thanks a lot for what you did just now.” I said, quickly looking away as my lips curled up to a smile.

“Oh come on, show me that smile.” He said.

My heart flutters by his words.

“I’m not smiling.” I replied.

“You are!” He shouts.

I froze as he suddenly turned me by my shoulder, making me facing him.

I went pale as he suddenly cups my face with both of his hands.

“Show me those dimples~” He sang as he pushed the edge of my lips up.

I tried to hold my smiles.

I can’t help but to laugh softly at how focused he looked.

I felt his fingers poking my dimples.

“Hajimaaa.”

He never did this before so I found it funny.

“Yah, why are you laughing? I told you to smile not laugh.” He backs away, looking as cold as ever.

“You’re so random.” I chuckled, crossing my arms.

He rolls his eyes, the edge of his lips curving up a little.

“How did the photoshoot went?” I asked.

“Ah, wait.” He suddenly took out his phone.

“Look.” He said, showing me something.

I frowned.

A picture of him, with a girl ontop of him on a couch.

Plus, he was topless.

Somehow, I felt so mad, something hurts inside.

“A staff took this picture.” He added.

“Who is that girl?” Is all I said.

“What? No compliments for how hot I looked-”

“I said, WHO IS THAT?” I repeated, now glaring him.

I saw him gulping.

“A model, can’t you see?” He said and looks away.

“But that’s too close.. And the pose looked weird!” I furrowed my eyebrows.

“All the staff said we looked great.” He shrugs.

“It doesn’t! Jinjja, they didn’t say anything that there would be a model photo-shooting with you.” I mumbled the last sentence.

“What?” He turned to me.

“I’m so annoyed.” I mumbled again.

“I can’t hear you well.” He said.

“Aish, it’s nothing!” I looked away.

He went silent for a few seconds.

Until

“Hey, you want to know how I posed along the photo-shoot?” He asked.

I turned to him.

“How?” I asked back.

My breath hitched as he suddenly make me lay on the couch and with him crawling on top of me.

“W-what the heck-”

“I posed like this.”

He suddenly leaned his face closer to mine, with my legs, between his.

He put an elbow on one side of my head.

My eyes widened.

“Eii, you shouldn’t be looking like that. You should look like you’re tempted.”

“W-what?” I gulped.

“That’s what they said on the set. Look at my face.”

He made an expression.

That looked hot.

I looked away.

“My next pose were..”

He turned us around and now I’m on top of him.

“Do what I did just now.” He said.

I gulped.

And tried to copy what he did.

“Lean your face closer.” He commanded.

I moved closer.

“More.”

My heartbeat went wild.

I moved even closer.

“Let me see your expression.”

I tried to make the expression.

“Look at my lips.”

I slowly looked down to his plump lips.

I felt my face burning.

I quickly sat up and backed away.

“That was not bad, you looked like you were really going to kiss me.” He teased playfully.

I frowned as I glared at him.

"Yah, your ears are red!" He shouts.

I quickly covered my ears.

“It's not! Um. By the way, were there any kiss scene?” I asked, quickly changing the topic.

“Unfortunately, no.” He sighs.

I hit him hard on his arms.

“What do you mean by unfortunately?!” I shouted.

“Wae? Well, who wouldn’t want to kiss a such beautiful model~” He smirks.

“YAH, PARK JIMIN!”

“Yah yah, I was joking.” He scrunches his nose.

I rolled my eyes and looked away.

“Hey, are you jealous or something?”

I gave him another hard glare.

“I’m not.”

“Then why are you so angry?”

“Bye.” I stood up.

Until he grabbed my wrist.

“You are, aren’t you?” He grins.

I hit his head.

“Ouch. Aish.”

I pulled my hand away and I turned around.

I blushed in embarrassment at the scene.

The other members were there, staring at me.

All of them were sitting on the floor.

“Wae?” Jimin asked.

I cleared my throat.

He stood up and turned around.

His face fell.

“What are you guys doing there?” He asked.

“Watching a live drama.” Taehyung answers, smirking.

“Y-yah, it’s not what it looks like.” I stuttered.

“Ei, what kind of ending is this.” Jin rolled his eyes and stood up, walking away.

“You did well, Park Jimin.” J-Hope laughed.

“What?” Jimin frowned.

All of them ran away, except for one.

Jungkook.

He stood there, staring at me.

I felt bad.

He went closer towards me and put a hand on my cheek.

“Yah, I just realized.. You two look great together.” He suddenly said.

“A-ani..”

“And guess what? I think.. I’m finally going to let go something that’s never meant to be mine..” He added softly.

“J-Jungkook-ah-”

“Ani. I’m fine, but it does kinda hurts tho. Is this what they call, broken-hearted? Ahh, it feels bad.” He chuckles, forcing a smile.

He tried so hard not to cry.

I can see it.

But sadly, a tear fall down.

He wipes it right away.

“That’s funny, why am I crying?” He faked a giggle.

I felt so sorry.

“Don’t look me like that. I said I’m fine. I’m all grown up now, right?” He adds, smiling weakly.

“Y-yes, of course you are..” I smiled softly.

He leans in and kissed my forehead.

“I just, um.. I just had to do that, at least for once. Hee.” He messed with my hair and walked away.

I watched him.

Damn I feel so empty.

“Relax.” A voice spoke.

I turned around, it was Jimin, standing in the corner.

He walked closer to me and put a hand on my shoulder.

“He’s all grown up now. He’ll be fine.” He slightly rubs my shoulder with a thumb.

I looked up to him.

“Although you are his first love.” He gave a small but warm smile.

“I feel bad..” I sighed.

“Yah, don’t be.”

He put a hand on my head and softly play with my hair.

I felt a lot more better.

“He’s mature enough already. He’ll be okay, trust me.” He whispers, which sent shivers down my spine, and walked away.

I watched him walk into his room.

“Gomawo..” I whispered softly.

I felt bunch of butterflies attacking my belly.

I turned away to my room.

---

“Guys, there will be an annual company award and dinner tomorrow night, wear something nice and fancy.” I said.

“We don’t have our own suits and tie.” Namjoon replied.

“Just wear the ones you guys wore on your promotions.”

“Eiii, that’s too mainstream.” Jin said.

“Well, let’s go shopping then.”

They agreed.

== At the mall==

“Yah, jinjja. It’s so hard to just get you guys in here. Your fans are crazy. Thanks to the security guards, we’re safe.” I shook my head, looking outside the wall glass, where the fans are.

“And look who announced at SNS that we were going to here.” Jungkook said, showing his phone screen.

‘Park Jimin- Yay, we’re going to shop at Myeong-dong~’

“Yah Park Jimin-”

“Oops, sorry.” He cuts me off.

I rolled my eyes.

“Hey is it just me, or I really heard some people shouting your name?” Taehyung looks at me.

I grinned.

“Looks like I have fans too.” I said, giggling.

“More like haters.” Jimin snorts.

I glared at him.

“Ah molla.” I frown at him.

And a worker approached us.

“Annyeonghaseyo. Welcome to our boutique. May I help you?” She asks.

“Um yes, we’re searching for tuxedos.” I answered.

“Follow me please.”

We followed her to a section.

Woah, there was so much suits.

I nodded and she leaves.

“So um, go start picking on some suits.” I said and they started browsing the tuxedos.

I sat down on a couch, crossing my arms as I watch them.

“Noona, can we pick different colours & designs?” Jungkook asked.

“Yeah, sure.” I nodded.

“Noona, they’re so loud.” He said, referring the fans outside.

“Just ignore it, Jungkook-ah.” I replied.

“Hey, aren’t you going to the dinner too?” Namjoon asked.

I nodded again.

“So, aren’t you going to pick something to wear?” He asked again.

“Nah, since I won’t be noticed anyway, I think I’ll just wear some T-shirts and jeans.” I shrugged.

“Yah, don’t you dare to embarrass us.” Jimin glares.

I rolled my eyes.

“Go and pick a dress for yourself.” He commanded.

“I hate dresses. Besides, I don’t know which to pick.” I frowned.

Until he walked towards me and grabbed me by my wrist.

“What are you doing?” I asked.

And the fans started screaming as noticed they saw us.

“Yah, Park Jimin.”

“Follow me.” He dragged me away.

---

“I said I don’t want any dresses.” I frowned.

“You better pick something or else.”

“Or else what?” I chuckled.

“Or else, I’ll go outside and announce that you’re my girl.” He smirks.

“FINE.” I said and started browsing the dresses.

A dress caught my eyes.

A pink coloured one.

“No no, pick something grey-ish.” He suddenly said.

“How did you know I’m going to take that one?” I asked.

“I just know. Go search for a grey dress.”

I rolled my eyes.

“You’re taking too long.” He stood up and searched it for me.

“These!” He said. I turned around.

He was holding a few grey dresses.

That was fast.

“Take these and get in the changing room.”

---

“How ‘bout this?” I asked, wearing a strapless dress.

He shook his head.

“But I’ve tried almost all of them!”

“Aish! Ppallii.”

I rolled my eyes, getting back in the changing room again.

Asdfghjkl, such a picky guy.

This is the last dress, if he’s going to say no again, I’m going to kick his again and make him wear these dresses instead.

// Jimin’s P.O.V //

“S-spin around.” I said, gulping.

She spun around.

“So?” She asked.

I just couldn’t look away.

She was so beautiful.

“Perfect..” I mumbled.

“Huh, what?”

“I-I like that one.”

“Thank god.” She throws her head back.

I chuckled.

“Now go pick your own suit.” She commands.

“No need. I already picked earlier.”

“Well then.”

She nods and went back into the changing room.

== Hye Yeon’s P.O.V==

“Yah, Park Jimin. Your things are the heaviest here. What the heck did you even bought?” I nagged.

“Some jackets, jeans, shirts, shoes,-”

“This is your things, why am I the one who’s carrying it?” I frowned.

“You’re our manager, you should do what I tell you to.”

“I’m a manager, not a maid.” I glared at him as we continued to walk to the exit door.

“Noona, let me help you.” Jungkook said, taking away some shopping bags from my hands.

“Thanks.” I smiled.

“Ah, forget it.” Jimin groans and took the other bags.

“There, happy now?” He rolled his eyes.

I ignored him and opened the door.

Man, I forgot about the fans.

We froze infront of the door as the fans started screaming and taking pictures of them.

“Yeon, what should we do?” Jin asked.

“Umm I-”

The security guards came and started to us to the van.

The same incident happened again, I was being pushed here and there.

I felt so dizzy.

The crowd was just too- ugh.

Too loud.

I was left behind again.

My vision was blurred, I feel like collapsing.

And just in time, a familiar strong arms was wrapped around my body.

I looked up.

As I expected, the cold prince Park Jimin.

My heart skips a beat as he escorted me along the way, even covering my head with his other hand.

/// In the van///

I leaned my head against the window.

I feel sick.

“Gosh, why be a manager when you can’t even handle crowds?” Jimin snorted.

I kept myself quiet as I stare outside the window.

I realized something as Jimin helped me just now.

I don’t like what I realized.

For a few minutes, he acts nice, but in the end, he’s back to mean.

It’s like, he’s being mean to embarrass me infront of the others.

I’m tired.

“Yah, are you listening?” He said, now kicking my seat from the back.

“Shut up.” I spoke, in a threaten tone, almost yelling.

“Is there something wrong?” Jin, who’s sitting beside me, asked.

I shook my head.

“I’m just not feeling very well.”

---

“Why are you not talking to Jimin?” Namjoon asks as he props himself beside me on the couch.

I shook my head.

“He makes me sick.”

“Sick of love?” He laughs.

“No. I mean sick, like um vomiting sick?” I looked away.

“Oh, that sick. But, why?” He asked.

“Of his attitude.” I answered.

“But why? He likes you.”

“Likes me? Pfft please stop it already. It makes me sick.  He’s so mean to me, how come all of you guys saying that he likes me or something? Nonsense. Seriously. Nonsense! I really don’t understand him.”

“H-hey.. Calm down..” He said, patting my back.

“Just stop giving me fake hopes. I feel stupid.” I said.

“But.. He really-”

“Oppa, please. I’m tired.” I cut him off and stood up, making my way to my room.

I sighed.

== Jimin’s P.O.V==

She’s sick of me?

As soon as I saw her leave, I went over to Namjoon hyung.

“What the heck did she said?” I crossed my arms.

He stood up, trying to walk away.

“Hyung, answer me.” I grabbed his arms.

“You’ve heard her.” He said.

“I did, but what does she means?”

“She doesn’t believes that you like her. Well, maybe because you’ve treated her badly.” He frowns and walked away.

I sighed as I went into my room.

“What’s with that face?” Taehyung asked.

I dropped myself onto the bed.

“She’s sick of me.” I answered.

“What are you talking about?” He asked again.

I told him about the conversation just now.

“Serves you right.” He chuckled.

“Yah!”

“You should’ve treated her better. In your face, now she’s ignoring you.” He said.

I throw a pillow at him.

“Thanks, that was so helpful.” I said, sarcastically.

“You better do something.” He chuckles.

“But I don’t know what to do!”

“Confess, you idiot.”

“Eiii, you know I can’t.” I gulped.

“You’re such a coward-”

“I know what to do!” I gasped.

“What?” He asked.

“I’m going to make her walk with me at the red carpet tonight.”

“I didn’t know the dinner have a red carpet event too.” He mumbled.

“Well, there is.”

“Yah, now I know why did you make her pick a grey coloured dress!” He smirks.

I chuckled.

---

We were all in the van, ready for the event.

Now waiting for Hye Yeon to come out.

I tapped my feet nervously, thinking about how she’ll look.

I turned to the door van as someone opened it.

My face fell.

“Sorry for the long wait guys.”

Oh my god.

She looks so perfect.

I was overwhelmed.

The van was filled with gasps and whistles.

“Yeon, does it hurts?” Jin hyung suddenly asks.

“What hurts?” She asked back.

“When you fall from heaven?” He answers.

We all groaned in disgust.

“Yah, that’s so old.” She laughs as she sit next to him.

“Daebak.. Noona, you look so pretty..” Jungkook praised.

“Why, thank you.” She grins as she sat on one of the vacant seat.

// Hyeyeon’s P.O.V//

I let them walk out of the van and to the red carpet first.

After a few minutes, I walked out.

And a hand was reached out infront of me.

I looked up.

Jimin?

I can’t just reject him since there was so many photographers and reporters here.

I took his hands and walked down the van.

“Yah, what are you doing?” I whispered carefully.

“Can’t you see? I’m being a gentleman here.” He whispered back.

My heart runs wildly by his words and I tried to shrug off the feelings.

Me, myself, didn’t even know that there will be a red carpet event before the event.

I wrapped my right hand around his left arm as we walked.

I forced my smile as we occasionally stop infront of the reporters.

“Jimin-ssi, is this your girlfriend?” One of them asked.

“No no no, I’m just his manager-”

“Maybe.” He cuts me off.

//In the Ballroom//

A man came and showed the way to our table.

“Thank you.” Namjoon said as the man walked away.

I turned to Jimin.

I tried to pull away my hands.

But he tightens his grips.

“Yah. Aren’t you going to let go?” I looked up.

“Mm, no.” He shook his head.

“Park Jimin.”

“Yes, Joo Hye Yeon?”

I mentally face-palmed.

I sat down on one of the chair and he sat beside me.

“Yah, why are you so clingy?” I groaned.

“Because I don’t want to get ignored anymore.” He replied, resting his chin on one of his palm, looking at me while he grins.

He knew that I’m ignoring him?

“By the way, since when you’re this pretty?” He sang.

I quickly look away, stunned by the way he’s looking at me.

“W-we’re sitting already. Do you really have to hold my hand?” I changed the topic.

“In case you’ll run away.” He replied with his eyesmile.

Yahh jinjja, why is he so different tonight.

“Yah, Park Jimin are you drunk?” I asked.

He frowned, finally letting go of my hands.

“Yah! I’m not, you little- Ahem” He cleared his throat.

“I’m not drunk.” He said.

I looked weirdly at him for a sec and looked away.

“Wae, are you a little bit too fluttered by my cool and gentleman attitude?” He suddenly asked, smirking.

I looked at him.

“Ani, more like childish.” I smiled sarcastically.

The others laughed silently.

“Eish..” He mumbles and turned away.

“Yah, your dress really matches Jimin’s suit.” Jin said.

And now I realize it.

 
 

“Grey and grey. Yah, are those couple suits?” Suga asked.

I shook my head.

“No-”

“Yes, it is.” Jimin cuts me off.

“Mmyeah, he’s out of his mind.” I said.

---

“Um guys, excuse me for a moment.” I announce, standing up.

“Where are you going?” Taehyung asked.

“I want to get some fresh air on the rooftop for a moment.” I said.

“Oh sure.”

I walked out of the ballroom, getting into the lift.

==Jimin’s P.O.V==

I watched her leave and looked away.

“Yah Park Jimin, it’s your time!” Taehyung said.

“What time?” I asked.

“To confess!”

I frowned.

“Eiish, I have nothing to confess.”

“Hyung, if you’re not going to, I will.” Jungkook said.

“Yah, hajima.”

“Then go!”

“Why now?!”

“Damn you idiot, this is the perfect time to!” Namjoon scolds.

I went pale.

“Fine, I’ll try.” I said, gulping.

==Hye Yeon’s P.O.V==

I hugged myself due to the cold weather.

“Aish, it’s cold.” I whispered.

Watching the breath-taking night scenery of Seoul City.

“Beautiful..” I mumbled.

I almost screamed as I felt someone wrapping a coat around me.

“Not as beautiful as you.”

I shivered.

I turned around, ready to attack whoever it was.

And- oh.

I blushed madly.

“Yah, Park Jimin! You scared the hell out of me!” I hit his arms.

He chuckled.

“What da heck are you doing here?” He asked.

“I told you guys that I was going to take some fresh air.” I frowned.

“Oh, okay.” He said.

“Now what are you doing here?” I asked.

“Same as you.”

“Eish copycat.” I mumbled as I turn around, continuing to watch the scenery.

“Yah, I’m not.” He said, standing beside me.

“I can see Namsan tower from here.” I said.

“You should take us there sometimes.” He replied.

“For what?” I looked at him.

“Maybe just the two of us. We can put up padlocks there.” He answered.

“You mean, Locks of Love?” I asked, raising an eyebrow.

“Yeah- Ahhh.. Forget it.” He looked away, embarrassed.

He’s so cute.

I chuckled.

“Geurae, let’s do it sometimes.” I said.

He turned to me.

“Jinjja?” His eyes were shining.

“Yeah.” I nodded.

“Yayy~”

He grinned widely, slightly jumping.

I never seen him looking so excited before.

I chuckled, looking away.

We went quiet, now awkward.

But then,

“So umm.. Why were you ignoring me?” He suddenly asked.

I gulped, I kept my eyes away from him.

“I did not.”

I felt his eyes on me.

Gosh dude.

I felt my heart thumping rapidly.

“So, you’re sick of me?”

My face fell, whaaaat?

I kept myself quiet.

“I didn’t meant to make you feel that way. To make you feel stupid or something, no.”

I listened to him, I still can’t bare to look at him though.

“I really like you. I just don’t know how to show it.”

My tummy twisted. Damn.

I bit on my lower lips.

“Jimin, are you drunk?”

That was all I can say.

I went paler and he suddenly pins my body against the wall.

He looked so different that I’m now melting inside.

“You know what? I’m done hiding my feelings. I’m going to confess. I like you, no I love you.”

Baaamm, that hit me.

“Ahh what am I doing..” He sighed as he stepped back, suddenly blaming and nagging to himself.

“J-Jimin-”

He was in his panic mood.

With his hands on his waist, and a finger pointing at me.

“But again, you know what? Be my girlfriend? Ah ani ani, you’ll probably reject me. So in that case whether you like it or not, from now on-”

“How would you know that I’ll reject you?” I asked.

He blinked, with pink shades spreading on his cheeks.

“Ani, I just know you will-”

“I don’t think I will.” I said, now crossing my arms.

I’m loving the feelings.

His panic face slowly fade.

“Oh come on, I know what you’re up to. Do it properly.” I said, now smiling.

“I.. Uh..” He stepped closer, holding my hands.

He was sweating.

I looked up at him, really expecting a lot.

“Calm down..” I said in a soft tone.

“Joo Hye Yeon.. W-will you.. Be my gir-”

Forget it.

I tiptoed and pecked his cheeks.

“Yes!” I said.

And now yes, I regret what I did as I felt my face burning in embarrassment.

I covered my face with my hands.

“Ahh what have I done..” I mumbled.

He grabs my wrists open, pulling me closer and pecked my lips.

My eyes grew big, stunned.

“Gomawo.” He said, now smiling with his eyes.

Still blushing, I laughed.

I’ve waited so long for this. I can finally call him mine.

I love you, Park Jimin.

// Jimin’s P.O.V//

I finally did it!

All of the efforts I did, they’re finally worth it.

She’s finally mine!

So this is how it feels like.. Ahh. I like it.

I love you, Joo Hye Yeon.

 

 

-End-

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N'awwwhhh, that was it T.T. Sorry if you're dissapointed :c heuheuuu.
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