Park Jimin

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Italics - you or the characters thoughts.

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(D/n) - different name

(Y/n) - your name

(r/h/c) - real hair colour

(f/c) - favourite colour

Why did I come here?

You stare at all the familiar faces around you, all hanging around with their luggage. All in groups or pairs, chatting and laughing while you stood there like a sore thumb by the doorway. You gripped the handle of your luggage and walked forward. No one has noticed me. Good. Your face was obscured from sight by your large glasses and your big sun hat. Your ankle boots clicked on the tile floorboard as you walked towards a guy holding a clipboard.

"Excuse me?" He suddenly turned around and you raised your brows. He was a funny looking fella. He was wearing a singlet with khakis, his wild yellow hair untamed and his baby-like face expressing a grin.

"Ahh (y/n)!" Your eyes widen and you shushed him instantly, looking around with fear in case someone heard him.

"Don't call me that! That's not my name. It's (d/n)."

"Coolio (d/n)." He winks at you and you scowl at him. "Welcome to your 2019 graduating class reunion." Oh shit.

"This is what!?" you had already turned around with one foot in front of the other, ready to run out of the airport.

"Cupe? Who's this?" That voice. No. It can't be. I slowly turned around and gulped. Park Jimin. Jimin looked at you with his famous closed eye smile, that smile you remembered seeing back in high school. He had changed drastically. He was much more taller than you were, more muscular and lean. His baby face was gone leaving a more defined face, luckily, his chubby cheeks were still there. His lips were more lush than you remembered and more pink and he had dyed his hair black.

"Looks like there are more people coming. See ya dudes." Cupe runs off to greet the group coming in. You used this to chance to walk away from Jimin.

Why did I come here in the first place!?

It had been years since you've seen people from your past, more specifically those from high school. You didn't want to see these people at all. You had purposely changed your identity and moved to New York so you wouldn't come across them or others from your past. You were starting fresh, a clean slate. There was no point for you being there. No one knows me, not the new me anyway. You sigh out, reaching the door to the balcony. As the door closes behind you, you leaned against the railing and took a deep breath of the cool breeze. The only person who would know something about this reunion was (b/f/n). She was the only person that you talked to and confided to about your past. She must have looked up what school I went to and found this reunion vacation. That snake.

"The plane to Hawaii for class 2019 is ready to board." I guess its time to go. Taking hold of your luggage, you entered the airport once more and line up, trying to not bring any attention towards yourself. As everyone got on the plane, you placed your bags away and sat down in a random seat by the window, since there were no assigned seats. You had your small handbag on your lap as you just sat and waited.

"Looks like we are seatmates." You jump instantly in your seat and turn to see Jimin sitting next to you.

"Uh yeah."

"We never got to introduce ourselves properly. I'm Jimin." I know. Jimin had his hand out for a shake and you took it.

"(d/n)." Jimin cocks his head to the side, his brows furrowed in confusion.

"I don't think I remember you."

"I actually don't remember anyone here." You chuckle nervously and Jimin smiles at you.

"That's ok! I'm sure you will later on during the vacation! I'm sure you are going to have so much fun! I organised it with Cupe." You nod, unsure what to say.

"Passengers. Please put your seatbelt on for we are about to take off. Thank you."

"Why did you organise this reunion?" You asked as you buckled yourself in.

"I wanted to see everyone again. You know, for old times sake." You nod and Jimin quickly starts a conversation with someone sitting next to him. You smile slightly, seeing him laugh. You really haven't changed, have you Jimin.

Everyone in the plane was quiet, most were asleep while others were preoccupied by a movie or a book. Jimin smiled, seeing everyone he knew back in high school. He turned to you who was also asleep, your hat bowed down to cover your face with the glasses resting on top of it and your arms crossed. Jimin chuckles seeing the position you were in as your head lolled from side to side. He softly leaned your head towards his shoulder, not wanting your neck to be sore. Jimin furrowed his brows, trying to remember you back in high school, but he couldn't.

"Maybe she was new?" Jimin slightly shrugged. Before Jimin could fall asleep, your hat had fallen onto your lap and Jimin finally saw what you looked like. He couldn't put his finger on it, but you looked awfully familiar. His heart had started to beat widely, his cheeks growing more red and hot as his mind was buzzing. "Do I know you?" Jimin whispered, deciding to try and find more about you on this vacation.

"Passengers, we have arrived. You may take your seatbelts off. Thank you for flying with us." people had instantly started to take their seatbelts off to get up and collect their belongings and leave, excited for the vacation. It was currently night time in Hawaii, all activities starting the very next morning. As soon as the plane had dwindled to a few people, Jimin shook you awake. He chuckles, seeing you shoot up straight in your chair.

"Huh? Where am I? I'm tired." You were about to fall back asleep when Jimin shook you awake once more. "WHAT!?" Jimin jumped in his seat as you growled.

"We are here." Jimin whispers before getting up. He had never seen someone wake up so angrily before in his life. Not even Yoongi, one of his friends gets this mad, and that's saying something, considering how much Yoongi loves his sleep. You whisper strings of curses, not noticing Jimin staring at you, trying to keep his laughter at bay as you stumbled out of your seat and gathering your belongings. Jimin chuckled softly, seeing you walk off with a hunched back and messed up hair. Jimin followed you out to the airport and sees you putting your glasses and hat back on.

"I don't think there is a need for that. Considering the time." You jump in fright, hearing Jimin behind you.

"It's not for protection from the sun." you murmur before yawning and walking away. Jimin raised a brow at this, his thoughts jumbled. He really wanted to get to know you.

"I've already assigned rooms for you guys. Y'all are in pairs." Jimin watched you as you sat away from the group, staring at the phone in your hands as your thumb moved across the screen. He stood up along with the others to see who was paired with him. As soon as he saw his name, he saw yours next to his. You were his partner. He checked out the other pairs and saw that it would be two girls or two boys.

"Uh Cupe, I thought it was supposed to be boy and boy or girl and girl."

"Sorry man. There's an odd number of guys and girls here, so you got paired with (d/n)." Jimin nods and kindly pushes his way through the crowd to where you were sitting. You look up and saw Jimin coming your way.

"What's up?"

"Uh, we got paired." You blinked once, twice then three times.

"What!?" You started panicking, knowing you got paired with a guy, the very one guy you used to have feelings for. This isn't going to be good, is it?

"Hey, I'm not that bad of a roommate." Jimin pouts and you stand up shaking your hands.

"That's not what I meant." Shit, i hurt his feelings. "I'm not good around guys or anyone in particular." Jimins mouth was set in an 'O' as your reason dawned on him.

"Don't worry! We will get along soon enough that it won't be uncomfortable." Jimin grins at you. Oh Jimin.

As soon as you both had reached your room, you ran in and froze at the sheer size. You just walked into a house. You look around to see a big kitchen with a dining table and a spacious living room with a big wall plasma tv and silver silk couches.

"God damn this room." I hope I'm not paying for any of this! You look around and saw stairs going up to another floor. "There more!?" your giddy self was hard to control, seeing how beautifully decorated the room was and organised it was, seeing as you had a fetish for large houses and interior design. You left your luggage by the front door and ran up the stairs to see a hallway with 2 doors on the left, one on the right and one right at the end of the hallway that most probably lead to a balcony. You ran to the first door on your left and saw your room.

"Can I live here now." You whispered in love.

"As much as I want to explore the rest of the room, I think we should head to bed." You turn to Jimin as he let out a whistle seeing the bedroom.

"Awww. But I'm hyped at seeing this bedroom. I don't think I can fall asleep." Jimin raised a brow at you and points to the bed.

"That bed can make any man sleep." You chuckle as Jimin walks off, leaving your luggage in your bedroom.

"Thank you!" you called out, remembering that you had left your luggage by the front doorway.

"No problem!" Jimin replies back and you chuckle, closing the door before stripping out of your clothes and into your pyjamas.

"Holy shit. I'm living in that jacuzzi. That's my home now."

"(D/n)? Can you hurry up. I have to get ready too."

"This is what you get for waking me up too early!" It was extremely early in the morning, despite your whining and the fact that you wanted to sleep in. But thanks to Jimin, you lost that privilege, and the chance to drop kick him when he disturbed your sleep.

"Come on (d/n)! We have to go get breakfast." You grumble out curses under your breath, casually taking your time and brushing your teeth in the empty Jacuzzi. Your mind was still not awake yet so you didn't know why you decided to sit cross-legged in a tub. While you were brushing your teeth, Jimin barged in, almost tumbling over his own feet. He looked around and started to get worried since he couldn't see you. "(D/n)!? Where are you!?" Jimin panicked since he didn't hear anything coming from the bathroom for a while. Tired, you let out a loud grunt and raise your free hand that wasn't brushing your teeth. Jimin turned around from checking inside the toilet and saw a hand poking out from the jacuzzi. "(D/n)?" Walking over, he sees you yawn, your toothbrush in your hand as you sat crisscrossed in the jacuzzi. You continue brushing, shooing Jimin away as he just looks at you puzzled. "Ok?" Before walking away, Jimin notices your features. He notices your dull (e/c) eyes and the large bags underneath them as well as your (r/h/c) hair peeking out from underneath your (f/c) dyed hair. As you got up from the jacuzzi and walked away, Jimin saw how tired you seemed to be behind the fake smile you flashed him.