The two scenes that will forever be remembered in this book's history: the ladder scene from Dancing and the theatre scene from this chapter... good luck...

These next two chapters focus heavily on Y/N and Jimin...

No like literally this chapter ONLY contains Y/N and Jimin.

Also this is one of the longest chapters if not the longest...

Also also graphic smut warning. I put a warning right before the section if you want to skip it.

~14:23~

Jimin lets out a shaky breath, looking over his casual appearance one last time before walking over to his door. His first official date with Y/N. He can't really dress up since he doesn't own any other clothes, but he still tried to make himself look better than normal. He even enlisted Jungkook's help from the medbay. The boy simply said he 'always looks great'.

He made a whole plan for today. First, he takes her to the greenhouse, then the theatre, then the dining hall. However, with the help of Jin and Taehyung, the trio made it all romantic. Jimin will signal them when they're about five minutes away from going to the dining hall so they can light candles and set up music. He wants this first date to be a success so badly.

Jimin opens his door and walks out of the Captain's quarters. He finally moved in (after cleaning the sheets to the Executive Officer's quarters) and still isn't sure how to feel. He still feels numb, but at least he's happy around Y/N. Beyond happy. He feels truly alive around her. What they have... he's so grateful for it. Jimin's still amazed that he's so lucky to have her. He's falling so hard for her already.

He pushes his thoughts aside and steps towards Y/N's room, fiddling with his fingers nervously. He told the crew that today's going to be a relaxing day. They're hovering outside of Kepler, not entirely sure what to do yet. Part of Jimin wants to use the Moonchild's missiles and blow up the station, but at the same time, Yeonjun could still be alive. Jimin clears his head. That's a decision he can make tomorrow. Right now, he has a beautiful girl waiting for him. So he pushes everything else behind him and approaches her door, knocking softly.

She opens it almost immediately and smiles upon seeing him. She's wearing her casual clothes as well, the flower pattern Seulgi sewed in still present and bright. "Hey," she greets, and he shyly smiles.

"Hey, can I show you something?"

She gives him a reassuring smile, "Of course." He excitedly grabs her hand and drags her out of her room, her just barely able to close the door behind them.

He drags her all the way down the ladder and towards the greenhouse, where he's been preparing a small surprise for her. He's been trying to grow a rose for the past week, and it's been mostly successful due to Taehyung's help, even though he came a little later. Apparently his grandmother taught him a lot about plants and seeds. On Earth, a rose would take several weeks to grow, but thanks to Taehyung and technological advancements, the rose is almost fully grown.

He brings her down the hallway and towards the greenhouse. "We're not coming here to make-out, right?" she chuckles out.

"You brought it up, not me." He brings her inside and isn't shocked to see it empty. He closes and locks the door behind them, and she gives him a puzzled look. "What?" he asks, softly smiling.

"We can't have sex in front of nature, that's wrong!"

He bursts out laughing, "W-What?"

"Don't think I didn't see you lock the door... what are you planning Park Jimin?"

He approaches her, and she instinctively leans her back against the closest table, allowing him inside her personal space. She keeps her eyes locked on him, slightly smirking. He rests his hands on her hips and returns her expression. "Well, I wasn't planning to have sex but..." He leans in closer, his lips only inches away from hers. "We can change that," he whispers, his breath hitting her lips.

She initiates the kiss, going at a surprisingly fast pace. Jimin is shocked but manages to keep up, falling into an upbeat pattern. They close their eyes in-sync, him bringing one hand to the back of her head. He grips her h/c locks, switching sides and attacking her lips even more, sucking and nibbling on them. She moans against his lips in satisfaction, and the sound turns him on.

He has to force himself off of her, panting and locking eyes with her. "I... am going to fuck the living shit out of you later," he lowly whispers. She bites her lower lip, hiding her smirk. "But this is supposed to be our first date."

She chuckles, "We have all day, right?" He lets out a grunt at her words, so tempted by her.

He goes back in and kisses her. She hums at the feeling, kissing back. He relishes in the kiss for a few seconds before reminding himself why they're there in the first place. Jimin slowly pulls away, fluttering his eyes open and staring right into her e/c ones. "Believe it or not I didn't bring you here to make-out or have sex."

She raises a brow, "Oh yeah?"

"Yeah. I have a surprise for you."

"Another one?" He hums, softly smiling. She returns the smile, her eyes lighting up in joy. "You're too good to me. As soon as we find a good store I'm buying you whatever you want."

He chuckles and boops her nose with his. "I'm holding you to that." She laughs as he pulls back, entwining his hand with hers and leading her towards the big tree in the center of the room.

He pulls her around it, and there's a single table there holding a small flowerbed with enough room for three flowers. Right in the middle of it, his rose is sprouting. "Taehyung's been helping me grow this for a bit. Looks like it's almost fully grown," he explains, bringing her over to the table. Her hand slips out of his, and he looks back to see her staring at the flower in amazement, placing one hand over her mouth while the other comes closer to the rose.

"Careful, roses have thorns," he softly says. She smiles at his words, instead going for the red petals. She gently strokes her fingers up and down them. Jimin can't help but watch her movements in awe. That's exactly how she strokes her fingers through his hair. He slightly blushes at the thought, now really wanting to feel it. He never thought he'd be jealous of a flower, but here he is.

"It's beautiful..." she whispers, admiring the rose. He leans against the tree, watching with a smile as she gets closer to the flower. "You really grew this? For me?"

"Of course. I know how much you like nature and Earth. I can't wait to take you to Earth, but until then..." She turns around and looks at him, love and admiration in her eyes. He's a little taken aback by her gaze. No one has ever looked at him like this. Ever. Not even his own family.

"How can I thank you?" she asks softly. Her gentleness surprises Jimin, but he's not complaining. It's the most adorable thing in the world. He doesn't speak, he simply pouts before pointing to his lips. She laughs and walks towards him, placing her hands on his shoulders and leaning up, placing her lips over his gingerly.

Jimin cherishes the taste of her lips. It's almost like a sweet vanilla. He loves kissing her so much. He wishes he could do it all the time. Jimin's never wanted to kiss someone so much so badly in his life. When she pulls back, he has a dumb smile on his face. "Do you have a lip care routine or something? I need to know all your secrets," he mutters.

She fights back her laugh, "I was about to ask you that." He goes back in and kisses her for a few seconds, savoring her taste.

"You taste like vanilla," he lets out, and she does laugh at that.

"Chapstick."

"You have chapstick?"

"Curtesy of Seulgi. Turns out she's a hoarder of chapstick."

He raises a brow, "Do you think if I asked for one she'd give it to me?"

She shrugs, "I cooould ask her for another one and give it to you." He smiles brightly, holding her face with his hands. This woman is the most precious thing in the solar system. She said to put the crew first, but he really can't.

Whenever he looks at her, all he sees is her smile and laugh. He hates it when she's upset or angry - it makes him upset and angry too. He wants her to prosper, and all he sees is their future together. Jimin wants to take her to Paris, and to his home; he wants to sit under a tree and kiss, watching clouds or stars. All he wants is her. All of her.

He locks eyes with her, and she notices his mood shift and stares right back. Those eyes... wow. Every single expression she makes draws him in more. He brushes one of his hands through her hair, glancing down at her lips, then back up into her eyes. "I-" he starts, but immediately cuts himself off. He can't. It's too early. Not yet. She won't feel the same. He bites his tongue to prevent himself from saying any more, which only leaves her confused.

"Is everything okay?" she asks, furrowing her brows. God dammit can she stop being so cute for five seconds? She's not making this any easier.

"Yeah actually. More than okay."

She gives him a knowing look. She can see right through him. "What were you going to say then?"

He gives her a small smile, trying to play it off. "I have a lot more planned for today. That's what I was going to say, but it felt like we were having a moment."

Her smile widens, and she gives him a quick peck. "Like what?"

"Liiiike you and me sitting under the tree and having a friendly conversation."

"Does this friendly conversation end in a lip lock?"

"Only if you want it to."

She snickers, "Alright then it definitely is. I'm intrigued. What else?"

"Well, I think we should stop at the theatre as well, then the next part is a surprise."

"More surprises?"

He nods, "Of course, anything for my best girl."

She wraps her arms around his neck, her fingers gently tapping against his skin. "You're too sweet, Jimin."

"You have that affect on me."

She kisses him, and he chuckles against her lips, kissing her back for a few seconds before pulling back and stepping away. He offers her his hand, and she takes it. He sits and pulls her down with him. He leans his back against the tree, and so does she, her hand giving his a squeeze that he returns. After a few seconds of looking up at the leaves, she rests her head on his shoulder. He almost lets out an 'awe', but resists the urge. Instead, he kisses the top of her head before resting his head on top of hers.

"Did your family respond to you yet?" Y/N asks, and Jimin sighs.

"Not yet, the message probably just got through a couple hours ago. If they do reply, I won't know until the early afternoon tomorrow."

She snuggles her head against his shoulder. "Do you want to know what I think?"

He lets out a breath, closing his eyes. "Always."

"I think they're going to reply."

He sniffles, then nods, "Thank you."

They fall into a comfortable silence, enjoying the atmosphere and being in each other's presence. In this moment, Jimin lets his mind wander. He has a lot of decisions to make. He may be with Y/N right now, and that helps, but his future decisions are very important as well. Kepler is his top priority right now. There's alien life on it, and it's dangerous. Jimin truly believes he should destroy the station. What if someone else finds Kepler? That could be a massacre. What if Y/N's father goes back there looking for answers? Jimin hates the guy, but Y/N wouldn't be able to cope with losing her father. What if the creature escapes, or evolves further...?

Jimin's snapped out of his thoughts when Y/N hums in satisfaction. "I can stay like this forever."

He shyly smiles, "Me too. Hey, have you talked to Baekhyun at all recently?" He opens his eyes as she sighs.

"Not necessarily... have you?"

He shakes his head, "I'm a little worried. He's normally all cheerful and excited, go with the flow - but now he seems more reserved... I don't know..."

"Sadder?"

"Yeah, sadder."

"Can you blame him? After everything that's happened?" she inquires.

"Yeah, I guess I can't. I hope he's okay."

"Are you?" she whispers.

"What?"

"Okay."

He sighs, "I don't know what to feel. This is all so much so quickly. I feel numb."

She lets out what he thinks is a hum, "Me too." They fall into another silence for a few moments, then, Y/N moves her head. Jimin moves his as well, sitting straight up and looking down at her. She looks over at the entrance to the greenhouse and her lips twitch down into a frown.

"What is it?" he whispers, and she shakes her head.

"Just... here... Namjoon and I had our last one on one conversation." He goes quiet, and so does she. "I can't lose anyone else Jimin. I hate to bring him up, but I really hope Yeonjun is still alive. Is there any chance we can go back for him?"

"I don't know, Y/N. Risking our lives for someone who might be gone already? I don't know if I can put the crew through that again, especially with Jungkook still bed-ridden. I'm so sorry."

They go silent for a while, and to Jimin, it's slightly awkward. It's weird that they're so quiet now. It's one thing to enjoy the atmosphere, but Jimin feels on edge. He tries not to let it show. He stays still and tries to bask in the light peeking through the leaves. It's nothing like the natural sunlight on Earth, but it will have to due. Jimin almost wants to go back to Earth, he's getting extremely pale.

"Want to start the second part of our date?" he whispers, unable to take the silence.

"The theatre?" she questions, and he nods.

"Yeah, we can relax. Throw on any movie you want."

"You know, Ganymede doesn't exactly have its own Hollywood."

"Really?"

She hums, "I haven't seen many movies, but I'd like to change that. Earth and Mars have always been known for their great cinema."

Jimin mentally agrees, standing and holding out his hand. "Shall we?"

She gives him a smug smile, slipping her hand into his. "We shall."

~17:44~

*HIDE YOUR EYES KIDS*

You let out a yawn as the credits roll, your hair slightly tussled due to you leaning on Jimin's shoulder practically the whole movie. He picked one of the 'classics' as he called it. A romantic movie from well over a hundred years ago. You're not sure how he found it, but you thought it was pretty alright. It was cute.

"What'd you think?" he asks cutely, and you give his nose a boop with your finger.

"It was nice," you say.

"Oh yeah?"

You hum, "A good watch, would watch it again." You go quiet for a moment, locking eyes with him. "As much as I love cuddling with you in our own private theatre... what's my surprise? Well - second surprise." He laughs, you can almost hear a hint of squeaks in his laugh, which makes you nearly burst out laughing with him.

You hold it back, instead hopping up and stretching, letting out yet another yawn as you touch your toes. You hold the stretch, then, you feel something poke your butt. "Um... Jimin... did you just poke my ass?" you question, standing up straight and glaring at him.

He raises a brow, "It was right in my face. It would be a crime if I didn't touch it. Is that a problem?"

You cross your arms across your chest, "You're supposed to slap, not poke."

He struggles to stifle his laugh as you turn around and start to walk away. He hurries to join you, falling into step with you as you walk down towards the main corridor. The doors for the theatre are only a few feet away, but you never make it there. You feel your ass getting squeezed and you hiss at Jimin. "I said slap-" He steps in front of you and blocks your path. You freeze, leaning back slightly and glancing at him. "What?"

He motions to the device he has strapped around his wrist. It almost looks like a watch, but you quickly recognize it as a short-ranged comm. He presses it, "Our eta is ten minutes give or take."

"Loud and clear boss," Jin's voice says back.

Jimin turns it off, letting out a quiet huff and looking back at you. "We have a little bit until your surprise is ready." He starts to walk toward you, licking his lower lip. And you thought you were a horny bastard. Jimin takes things to the next level. Not that you're complaining.

"Where's all this coming from?" you ask in a whisper as he guides your body to the nearest wall. Your back hits it, and he gives you a smug smile when he approaches, placing one hand on the side of your head while the other squeezes your thigh.

"You put your ass in my face princess, you can't expect me not to act on that," he mutters, his fingers tapping against your thigh. "Besides... I told you," he pauses, leaning closer until his lips are right next to your cheek. "I'm going to fuck the living shit out of you."

Jimin presses his lips against your cheek. After a moment he pulls back and kisses you on the lips. You're too shocked (and turned on) to make any noises or fight back. You simply try to tug on his locks, but his hand darts out and catches both of your arms. He pulls back and lets out a breath, the warm air hitting your lips and making you shiver in anticipation. He adjusts your arms in his hand so he can hold them both, then he pins them above your head.

"Who said you could touch me?" he asks, diving to your neck and sucking hard on your skin. You tilt your head, breathing heavily. You didn't know he could alpha this hard. As much as you'd like to pin him down and have him moan for you, you're also fine with him pleasuring you relentlessly, even if you can't touch him. He licks your neck before pulling back for a moment. "Strip," he commands. You can't help but squeeze your thighs together, gulping before nodding. The way he looks at and speaks to you... it drives you crazy.

He watches with narrowed eyes as you slowly take your shirt off, tossing it to the side. He smirks when you take off your pants, kicking both them and your shoes off. You lean back against the wall, staring right at him. "Those too," he lets out, motioning to your bra and panties. You slyly smile before shaking your head. His eyes go dark, and he starts to approach you again. "Excuse me?" he asks, his body coming back to yours.

You let out a quick breath as his warmth seeps against you. His fingers go to your underwear and poke against your entrance. "Did you just deny me?" he questions, kissing your exposed chest. Your lower lip quivers at the sensation, your eyes shutting.

"I want you to rip them off of me," you whisper back.

He chuckles while nibbling on your chest. "Just this once," he mutters against your skin, his hand easily unclipping your bra and throwing it to the side. He pulls back and admires you, his hands going to your breasts to massage them. You quietly moan, his hands working wonders on you. "Do me a favor," he starts, flicking his index finger over your right nipple.

"W-What is it?" you let out, struggling to breathe.

"I'm going to get undressed. I want you to know that I'm going to fuck you right against this wall, but there's something I have to do first," he whispers. Jimin lowers his mouth to your left breast and breathes heavily on it. You're a mess at this point, panting and trying not to moan too loudly. The excitement travels up and down your body, your heart threatening to jump out of your chest. "Go sit down and take these off," he finishes, tapping against your underwear.

Before you can respond, he gives your breast a quick suck. You can't bite back the loud moan you let out. He chuckles, licking and sucking for a few more seconds before moving onto your right one, doing the same motion. He sucks again, then pulls back and kisses your skin, trailing one of his hands up your thigh. "Go find us a seat..."

"What are you going to do?" you ask.

"I'm going to make you cum," he replies with a small smirk. You squeeze your thighs together again. He bites his lower lip at the sight.

You finally gain the willpower to move, slipping out of your last remaining clothing item and walking over to the nearest seat, not sitting due to how damp you are. You trace your fingers across the soft cushion. After about ten seconds of staring, you look back in time for Jimin to round the corner, completely naked. Your eyes widen at the sight. Last time you did this, you didn't really get to admire him the same way you can now. He notices your stare and raises a single brow. "Sit," he says instead of questioning you. You look at the seat, slightly concerned, but you do as your told. "Open them," he commands. With a sharp breath you slowly open your thighs.

He kneels in front of you, and at that moment you realize what he's going to do. Your entire body is quivering from anticipation as he kisses your inner thigh, leaving a trail of kisses upward until he reaches your center. Jimin's brown eyes glance up at you, and you stare right back down. Being the tease he is, he breathes against your clit. You grip the sides of the seat, your fingernails digging into the fabric. He blows against your entrance. It takes all your willpower not to grab his locks and shove him forward. You want him so damn badly.

He traces his fingers up your thigh, then he reaches your folds, causing your breath to hitch. He gently goes up and down, playing with your juices and enjoying every second. You bite so hard on your lower lip that you taste blood. Your vision even goes hazy for a few seconds. "Don't hold back baby girl," he whispers, giving you a long lick. You finally give in and moan, your toes curling. "I want everyone to know how good I'm fucking you."

You let out a combination of a sharp breath and a moan at his words. He finally stops teasing you. One finger slowly sinks inside you. Jimin ends up curling it when it's fully in. A wave of pleasure rocks your body, and you hum out in satisfaction. "Please Jimin..." you whimper. He kisses your thigh before granting your pleas. A steady pace is formed, him curling his index finger rapidly and trying to find all your spots. When he does hit them, you arch your back and moan loudly. Every time he earns that moan he grunts and tries to find the spot again.

He keeps going, the sound of his finger going in and out of you starting to fill your ears. You smile at both the sound and the feeling, your stomach filled with bliss. His middle finger rubs on the outside of your entrance for a few seconds before going in with the index. His fingers grinding against your walls is the greatest feeling ever: you can't help but softly moan. Jimin lowly chuckles, "It's not even me yet and you're this wet." He pulls his fingers out and slowly licks them, then completely places them in his mouth, sucking them. You're getting flashbacks to the ladder. Only this time, you're not embarrassed. In fact, you live for it.

"J-Jimin, please," you gasp out as he kisses all around your upper thigh, slightly biting your skin.

"Please what?" he questions innocently, peeking up at you with a curious gaze. How in the living fuck can this man be so cute and so hot at the same exact time? His mouth is inches away from your pussy, but he's giving you the most innocent look in the world.

"Taste me."

As soon as the words leave your mouth, he smirks. "I would fucking love to taste you," he mutters before following through. He gives you a long lick, and your legs tremble, your toes digging into the carpet. You want to grab his hair and tug at his locks so badly, but you know he'll growl and punish you. Wait why are you against that?

"Oh my God," you let out as he grabs both your thighs, keeping them apart. His mouth completely covers your clit, his tongue moving in fast circles. He laps at your wetness, closing his eyes and focusing on licking as fast and as hard as he can. You're a moaning mess. You slightly rock your hips back and forth, trying to create more friction, but he simply grabs your upper thighs and holds you in place.

Jimin pulls back to breathe for a moment, licking his lips. You look at him, completely dazed, your body on fire. He notices your expression and seems pleased. "Do you want more?"

"Yes Jimin please," you beg, your lower lip slightly sticking out. He instantly shoves three digits inside you. A yelp and moan escapes your throat. He moves at an even faster pace, the sounds of his fingers slapping against your skin getting louder with each thrust. "Fuck!" you manage to let out, your entire body tingling and prickling from what Jimin is doing to you.

"Fuck you're so tight," he gasps out. Jimin slows down, focusing on curling his fingers and rubbing against your walls. You sharply moan. He does the same moments later. "Keep moaning for me baby, you sound so fucking good. My God I can't wait to fuck you." Your legs shake rapidly as he continues to thrust. After another fifteen seconds of him thrusting in and out of you, he pulls his fingers out. "You taste so good," he praises, licking his fingers clean again and giving you another lick. He gives you short but fast licks this time, going up and down over your entrance, even poking his tongue inside when he can.

"Holy fuck Jimin don't stop," you moan out, throwing your head back and squeezing your eyes shut. He doesn't at first, he simply chuckles against you and continues to lap at your folds, but after about thirty seconds he pulls back. When he doesn't go back in, you look down at him only to see him staring back. "Why'd you stop?" you ask, breathless.

He shrugs, using his finger to flick at you. "I don't know... you weren't being loud enough." You bite your lower lip. Ugh you still want to grab his head and shove his mouth over you. Somehow you resist.

Jimin slowly starts to smirk, inserting his finger again. You beg for air, your lungs burning and your stomach still tingling. He pumps his finger in and out, hitting all your spots easily. After you let out a loud moan, he snickers, continuing to finger you at a decent pace. "Come on baby, you can do better than that," he encourages. As soon as the words leave his lips he leans forward and licks you while his finger still thrusts.

At his words you let yourself loose. You don't bother holding back: you moan out his name as he hits another one of your spots. Jimin smiles against your skin, sucking hard on your clit while still moving in and out at a steady pace. You cherish the feeling, your entire body filling with ecstasy as he starts to move faster. He continues to treat you well for several minutes, pumping in and out and licking you as often as possible.

He pulls back for a moment, entering another digit and going as deep as his fingers will take him. "Jimin don't stop I-" you let out, but he hits another spot which makes you cut off to moan. The corners of his lips start to turn into a smile as he locks eyes with you. Jimin lets his fingers sit inside you. You feel yourself pulsing around him, needing more. You're so close, you need him to grant your desire so badly.

"Would you like me to make you cum?" he asks so simply, ever-so-slightly curling his index finger inside you.

You rapidly nod, "Please Jimin, I need you." He stares at you with lust for a few more seconds before granting your request. The horny Engineer inserts a third digit and starts to go faster than he did before. "Holy fuck!" you yell out, throwing your head back, squeezing your eyes shut again and trying your hardest to breathe. He goes as fast as he can, and you feel your high coming very quickly. "Jimin! Don't stop!"

He doesn't, he keeps going and grants your request. "Cum for me baby," he says with a small groan. At his words you do.

You hit your high, and he removes his fingers to instead lap at you once again. This action makes your legs shake rapidly, your entire body filling with bliss. The ecstasy filling your veins makes sinful noises pass your swollen, dry lips. Every whimper your tongue lets pass Jimin earned due to his skill. The high trembles through your body for what feels like years. Even after the height of it fades you find yourself begging for more. "Fuck," you whisper, still letting out quiet moans while he licks you clean.

"You should let me do this more often," he purrs, giving you one last lick before looking up. The two of you pant for a full minute, you still not believing that just happened.

You open your eyes and look down, still out of breath. He gives you a cute smile, resting his chin on your hip. "Really?" you ask him, fighting back a laugh.

"What?"

You shake your head, "You do that, and you decide to look so cute right after. I don't get it."

"Can't help it."

You roll your eyes playfully, "Alright, alright... what's this surprise?" He starts to smirk. Your smile slowly falls. "What?"

"You thought we were done?"

You gulp, "W-Wha-"

"I told you," he mutters, standing and holding out his hand. Oh no. Hot Jimin is back. "I'm going to fuck the living shit out of you."

Your legs are already weak enough with you still recovering from your high. Regardless, you slip your hand into his, your excitement too much to contain. He pulls you up. You immediately fall against him. He softly chuckles, kissing the top of your head. "Come on... I want to be inside you already."

"Patience," you tease, walking slowly with him. He groans in frustration as you giggle. "Good things come to those who wait," you add, and he gives you a look of desire, licking his lower lip.

He brings you over to the wall near the door, then starts to be more aggressive. Jimin grabs your shoulders and presses you against the wall. You feel all your air leave your body. You desperately try to get it back as he lowers his hands to your thighs, squeezing them. "Jump up," he whispers, grabbing the back of your thighs and preparing for your jump. So much for being able to breathe again.

You obey, pushing off the ground. He holds your thighs up, and you wrap your legs around his waist. "You ready?" he asks. You look down only for your eyes widen.

"Jesus," you whisper. He chuckles, leaning forward and giving you a short kiss.

"Like what you see?" he asks, and you hum.

"Next time I get to taste you," you say back.

"I wouldn't complain." You laugh as he lines himself up, his dick completely erect.

He moves closer and rubs his tip against your entrance. Your fingernails dig into his shoulder blades. He groans at the feeling, his eyes slightly closing. You live for the sight, resisting the urge to moan right off the bat as he enters you. Every inch makes you want to yell out his name, but you resist, instead letting yourself heave out shallow breaths. "Fuck," he lets out once he's fully inside you. He's big to say the least. He fills you up completely. The sensation leaves you trembling.

He closes his eyes, cherishing the satisfaction with a small smile tugging on his lips. You watch his face with amazement, taking a mental picture of the way he looks right now. He seems so happy, so excited, so full of lust. You can't help but return the feelings. After a few more moments of him letting himself sit inside you, he opens his eyes. The hoe Jimin from the night he pinned you up against the ladder is back. Except this time he's sober. You can see it in his eyes: he needs you, and he needs you now. "Move," you sharply whisper. He obeys.

You can tell he was desperate since he doesn't hold back. He doesn't start slow, he goes all in, thrusting in and out of you as fast as he can. And you thought his fingers were good - this is astonishing. Your head rubs against the wall, the sound of skin slapping on skin filling the theatre as you and him let out loud moans, calling out each other's names. Your entire body is on fire from how he moves, pleasure filling your body from head to toe.

The way he rubs against your walls makes you want to scream, his length almost too much for you to handle, But you honestly like that. You like everything about the way he fucks you. Jimin knows that too, which is what makes him even more desirable. He slows down slightly, going at a steady pace and pausing every once in a while to let out soft moans. Every time he moans it blesses your ears. You love hearing him, you love pleasuring him. You can't get enough of it.

"Keep going," you plead. He does, picking up the momentum and going faster than he did beforehand. You moan out his name in response, and you glance at him in time to see that classic smirk of his. Meanwhile his eyes focusing on what he's doing to you. You're not complaining. He goes as deep as he can, and you feel yourself shake around him, your eyesight going hazy for a moment. "Oh fuck," you moan out. You just barely hear him softly chuckle over the sound of him sliding in and out of you.

"My God you're so tight," he lets out, trying his best to keep you steady against the wall. Your legs are still wrapped around his waist as he slows his thrusts down, taking a few breaths before focusing on going harder rather than faster. Each pump leaves you gasping for air and craving more.

"Fucking hell Jimin just like that," you praise, and he hums in agreement, quietly moaning as he shoves himself all the way inside you. His entire length fills you once again and the sensation turns your entire body into a mess of shivers and moans.

You can feel how wet you are, your juices starting to roll down your skin. You love it: the way he thrusts in and out, leaving you panting and moaning. He leans forward and dives to your neck, still thrusting while kissing and sucking on the skin there. You're surprised to say the least. Regardless the combination of him pounding into you and him sucking on your sensitive skin makes you smile.

For about four minutes he goes in and out of you, pacing himself every thirty seconds to catch his breath and go again, completely ravaging your body. He starts to slow down, moving himself out of you and rubbing his tip over your entrance again, teasing you. You groan in frustration. God you want to hit another high. "Jimin please," you beg, and he gives you one of his signature smirks, ever so slowly entering you again. You can tell he loves to tease you. Of course you love it too, but right now you need him inside of you.

"What do you want princess?" he asks seductively, and you can't help but give in.

"I want to cum with you," you whisper back, and he groans at your response. You can feel him throbbing while inside you, and that alone makes you want to pin him down and do it yourself. But you can't. He's keeping you pressed up against the wall.

"Good girl," he hums out before starting up again. The unexpected start makes you gasp and sharply moan, your back hitting the wall and starting to hurt. Luckily your adrenaline masks any pain. He keeps going, your legs starting to fall due to their weakness, but he does his best to keep them in place. His face as more pleasure creeps up his body is the most satisfying thing in the world. Jimin bites his lower lip hard, his fingers digging into your thighs while your nails dig into the back of his neck.

"I want you to scream my name," he says in a moan, his thrusts starting to get sloppy. Despite his sloppy thrusts, you still feel a familiar feeling rushing back to you. You don't reply. There's too much stimulating your body for your mouth to let words fly. "Not yet," he whispers, him sliding in and out of you easily. You nearly bite your tongue, trying your hardest to hold back. Your nails are probably drawing blood at this point, your toes curled so much that it's painful as you beg yourself not to cum yet. "Just a few more seconds," he pants out, but when he hits one of your spots, you feel yourself about to be over the edge.

He gets slower, but still keeps up with his hard thrusts. After a few seconds, he moans. "Now, cum with me baby," he encourages, making sure to go deep enough to throw you over the edge. You yell out his name, your high hitting as he rides out his orgasm. He fills you up. The feeling makes your lower lip quiver. He pumps himself in and out of you for a little while longer before panting and stopping his thrusts. He still sits inside you, catching his breath. You're the same way: out of breath, beads of sweat on your forehead, still softly moaning as the pleasure dissipates.

"Holy shit," he mutters. You glance at him, but his eyes are on the floor.

"Well that was..." you start. Jimin meets your eyes.

"Amazing?" You can't even bring yourself to tease him, you simply nod, giving him a bewildered look.

"Beyond that."

He chuckles, giving you a sweet kiss. "Well... that only leaves two more things for us to do." You go pale. There's more? He shakes his head and full out laughs at your reaction. "Get your mind out of the gutter."

"Jimin you're literally still inside me."

"Oh, oops." He pulls out, and you sigh, feeling slightly empty without him.

"Now, what are these two things?" you question, trying to distract yourself.

He smiles, "Clean up and go to the dining hall."

~18:05~

"What took you so long?" Jin asks as Jimin approaches the dining hall, Y/N not far behind him. Jimin resists the urge to turn red and shrugs.

"We got distracted."

Jin's eyes widen, and Y/N reaches Jimin's side, giving the boy a smile. "Hey Jin!" she greets, but the older man simply raises a brow before gasping.

"Park Jimin, you did not!"

Jimin only looks puzzled, "I'm sorry-"

"You gave her a hickey?"

Y/N freezes, feeling her neck. "Alright, anyway, time to go eat," Jimin says, grabbing Y/N's hand and sneaking past a very shocked Jin.

Jimin rushes into the dining hall, and his eyes welcome the new scene. The lights are dimmed and there's no tables except for one. There's a white tablecloth placed on it and a candle in the middle, two empty plates and wine glasses. There's some jazzy music playing, but it's low enough that conversations can still easily be heard. "Jimin, you arranged all of this?" Y/N whisper-asks, peering around in amazement.

"I had help," he replies, leading her over to the table. He pulls her chair out for her. She gives him a nod of thanks before taking her seat. He does the same, looking across the table at her as Taehyung comes over with a bottle of wine in his hand.

"Tae?" Y/N asks.

He nods. "This is a house specialty." He pours the liquid into her glass, then into Jimin's. "Enjoy, I'll be back to take your orders," he says, giving a small bow before departing. Y/N watches as the boy struts away, then snaps her head back to him.

"So you're telling me that you, Taehyung, and Jin did all of this?" He doesn't know what to say. Jimin smiles and nods. She has such a genuine look of surprise and awe in her eyes that Jimin can't help but feel his heartbeat speed up. That look alone is worth all the work it took to set this up, plus the work it took to convince Taehyung to act like a waiter... he had to offer unspeakable things in order for him to agree.

"H-How can I even thank you?" she asks, tears starting to well up in her eyes.

"Don't cry," he whispers, sweetly smiling. She lets her hand rest on her mouth, trying to hold back.

"Jimin, this is absolutely beautiful," she says.

"Well, a wise woman once said that 'whether it be candles and crappy music in the dining hall or a museum on Ganymede, we'll find a way, I know we will'. I guess this is that way."

"Candles and crappy music in the dining hall." She looks at him for a few more seconds before giving him a sweet smile. "Thank you." He can't help but melt at the tone of her voice.

"You're welcome, angel." After a few moments of quiet, he clears his throat. "So, what do you want to get?" he asks, raising a brow. She grabs her wine glass and takes a sip, tasting it carefully before shrugging.

"Not sure. Are there appetizers? I haven't actually been to a restaurant since... oh wow, I don't know actually. I think the last time I went to a restaurant was when Yeonjun took me to one about four months ago. He dumped me the next day."

"He dumped you?" he asks with his jaw dropping open.

She hums. "Oh yeah, said that what we had was fun but he needed to pursue his dreams. Second love, hurts a lot but not as bad as the first."

"First loves are always a pain in the ass." She nods in agreement, then they fall into a small silence. It's slightly awkward. Seems as though they still need to iron out the kinks, but Jimin doesn't mind. He's here for it. With her.

Taehyung comes back and gives the two of them a long look. "Are we ready to order? The kitchen recommends our specialty Irish Stew to start and our famous pork tenderloin served with your choice of green beans or a side salad."

Y/N gives Tae a look of disbelief. "Are you secretly a real waiter or something? You're making this food sound twenty times better than it is." Taehyung can't help but break character, chuckling and nodding. Jimin peeks over at Y/N, who looks back. Together, they nod.

"Alright, we'll take it," Jimin says, and she softly smiles.

"Alright. For you Miss, green beans or side salad?"

"Let's be adventurous: side salad."

"Adventurous?" Jimin asks.

"When ordering a space salad, you never know what you'll get."

"A space salad," Jimin repeats, mentally facepalming. Taehyung fights back his laughter before shaking his head and turning to Jimin. "You know what? She's right. I'll take a space salad."

Tae sighs. "Jin! Your turn!"

"Already!?" the man calls back, distressed.

"I'll put your orders in. Jin is your chef, he'll bring the food to you. Probably." Jimin and Y/N nod their thanks as Taehyung turns around. "Now where's my boyfriend?" he asks out loud, which makes Jimin raise a brow.

"Your boyfriend?" Jimin asks.

Taehyung turns around and firmly nods. "Yeah, Jungkook."

Jimin's taken aback. "Excuse me?"

Taehyung gives him a boxy smile, an innocent look in his eyes. "Yeah, he's hot." Y/N bursts out laughing while Jimin shakes his head.

"Oh trust me, I know. The only problem with that is he's my boyfriend."

"Uh oh, possessive Jimin is about to come out," Y/N teases. Jimin's lips want to twitch up into a smile, but he resists the urge.

"I'm just gonna... go find him... now," Taehyung says, doing a small peace sign with his hand before rushing out. Jin replaces him, Taehyung whispering into his ear for a few seconds before walking out of the dining room and closing the door.

Jimin turns back to Y/N and isn't really sure what to say. Talking to her one-on-one is normally easy, but he can't seem to find words right now. So he sits there and stares at her, which is probably an even worse idea. Great job Jimin. Scare her off why don't you? Jimin mentally scolds himself. At the silence, she decides to speak up instead.

"So... how's the weather?"

Jimin nearly chokes on his own spit. "The... weather?" he asks. She seems to realize what she said and is horrified by her own question. Jimin widely smiles, his eyes softly squinting as a result.

"I'm going to pretend I didn't say that and instead focus on the fact that I didn't know you like pork."

He lights up. "Of course I do. Chicken, pork, duck... spicy foods."

She can see right through him, as usual. "Spicy foods?"

Jimin gulps. "W-Well you know, spicy noodles."

"You totally can't handle the spice."

"Yes I can!" he replies with a pout. She chuckles and shakes her head.

"Well Jiminie, I think we're in for a long night."

~19:47~

Jimin walks with Y/N back to her room, a small silence between them. They had a nice dinner. It was pretty awkward, but they got more comfortable as the night went along. It's the start of their relationship. Jimin isn't worried. Y/N, however, seems a little on edge. He's not entirely sure why. He didn't pry at first, but now it's starting to make him nervous. Is he doing something wrong? Is he taking things too fast? After all, they've had sex more than they've had dates. Granted, both numbers aren't high, but that doesn't help either.

They stop in front of her door, and she awkwardly turns to him and gives him a smile. "Thank you for the wonderful night. I had a great time," she softly says. She goes to kiss him, but he leans back, using both his hands to grab hers. She's slightly shocked, her eyes widening. "Is everything okay?" she asks, genuine worry in her eyes.

He can't help but smile at that. "I should be asking you that," he sadly says. She sighs, looking down at the ground for a moment before meeting his eyes again.

"Jimin... I really like you." Uh oh. He doesn't like where this is going. "This date, it was so... perfect." Well that wasn't as bad as he was expecting. "Us. We fit so well. At first I thought it was just attraction but now I see it's so much more and I'm scared. I'm genuinely terrified."

He furrows his brows, "Of what?"

"Of losing this. Whether it be from an outside source or an inside. And I don't know what to do..." His expression softens, and he quickly brings a hand to rest on her cheek, which she leans into.

"Hey..." She sighs in response, looking down. "Look at me," he whispers, and she slowly does. "I've never felt about anyone, the way I feel about you Y/N. I was on the Hep for two years and never did anything worth while. I thought I was going to live a long and meaningless life..." He brings his face forward, booping his nose against hers briefly before pulling back and meeting her eyes again. "And then you showed up, and everything I ever thought and believed in got shattered away... life is more than moving from point A to point B. It's more than running from problems and never looking back... it's more than being too scared to voice your opinion." He pauses, taking a breath and softly smiling. "You showed me that. You came in and broke down every wall I built inside myself."

She sniffles, shaking her head with tears in her eyes. "I'm sorry," she says with a smile, and he nearly chuckles.

"Don't be. You, Y/N L/N, taught me how to love and be myself... and I wouldn't have it any other way. I'm serious - you're special. Everything about you. Like how your face lights up whenever a tree or flower is around... like how you get this determined look in your eyes when you're fighting for what you love... like how you trace your fingers over everything, as if you're studying it: but more than that... how you always hope for the best, and see the best in everyone... even in people who don't deserve it. And most importantly, you see the best in me."

Tears slowly start to run down her cheeks. Jimin didn't even notice his own tears until he sniffles. "So Y/N, no matter what happens, whether it's good or bad, know that we'll get through it together. What we have? It means everything to me. What we have is more than some space fling," he pauses, her and him laughing in-sync. "We're here. Together. And I know this sounds sappy, but I need you here L/N. I do. I really do." She opens her mouth to reply, but no sounds come out. So, he takes the action for her. He leans forward and grants her that kiss. She sniffles against his lips, but he doesn't care.

He pulls back and looks into her eyes. She smiles. "Thank you," she whispers.

He shakes his head. "Don't thank me for telling the truth."

Her smile only widens, and she gives him another quick peck before backing completely away, wiping away one of her tears. "Well... it's getting late and we have a long day tomorrow."

He nods in agreement, "Yeah. I'll see you tomorrow."

She opens her room's door, giving him one last glance before stepping inside. "Goodnight," she says, and he nods.

"Goodnight." She closes the door. He's left standing there, watching the small space where she just stood. He's completely entranced by her. Every word he said was true. When he thinks back to it, and the way she was looking at him... he feels a spark go off inside his heart. He gulps, his entire body on fire. He knows it now.

He loves her.