When Jimin came home, he didn't look very happy, but he did put on a smile when I told him I had cooked him dinner, and told him to go an get changed before I served us. He came back out of the bedroom quickly, wearing a pair of sweatpants and a loose white shirt, and my eyes almost popped out of my head.

"What?" He asked as he slid into a chair at the table, "Why're you staring at me? Falling for my good looks?" He grinned and I couldn't help but laugh.

"I've never seen you in sweatpants before," I said, "They kind of suit you,"

Jimin looked down at his legs, and then back up at me, "Well, thanks, I guess," He said, "I've never worn them around you because I wanted to.. show off I suppose. But now I know you don't care about clothes or money and stuff I just want to be comfortable. I can relax around you,"

I put his plate on the table infront of him and sat opposite with my own plate. He immediately dug in, and his compliments and sounds of happiness at the taste warmed my heart.

"Jimin," I decided that after all the teasing he gave me about staring at his body previously, I should probably do the same to him. He looked up at me, his cheeks puffed out with how much food he had stuffed into his mouth, and I smiled, my cheeks already pink.

"I was awake this morning, you know,"

As I thought he might, Jimin choked on his food, lunging across the table for the glass of water I had placed there earlier. Once he had completely drained it, he looked at me with wide eyes and a tomato red face, "You were?!"

I nodded, taking another fork full of food and swallowing it, "I was,"

Jimins mouth flapped open and shut a few times, "I'm sorry," He said eventually, "I know I shouldn't have, but you looked so peaceful and pretty and I couldn't help myself,"

"It's okay," I said shyly, "I don't mind,"

"Then," He settled back into his seat, licking his lips nervously, "Can I do it every morning before I leave?"

I felt my heart hammer in my ribcage, and look down as I nodded, "Alright,"

We ate the rest of our meal in a slightly awkward, but still comfortable silence, and when we were done, I began to clear up, with Jimin attempting to help.

However, when we crashed into eachother in the kitchen, and Jimin had to reach out to steady me, I decided to send him for a shower to get him out of the way.

I turned around quickly in his arms, and almost smashed my face into his chest. I looked up with wide eyes, not realising that he was so close behind me, and could see that he was also a little shocked. His cheeks were dusted with a pink flush, and he was looking down at me with big, soft eyes.

I'm not sure how long we were just looking at each other, but after what seemed like an eternity, Jimin slowly began to lean down towards me, making my heart go wild in my chest. I could feel his breath on my lips, and closed my eyes as I felt him grow closer and closer.

Jimin and I jumped away from eachother in shock as his phone began to ring in his pocket, and he ran his fingers through his hair sheepishly as he pulled it out.

"Sorry," He said quietly, "I'll turn it-" He frowned when he looked at the screen, stepping back quickly, "I need to take this. I'll be in my office," He spun on his heel and moved quickly out of sight down the hallway, and I heard his office door close firmly behind him.

I sighed, placing my hands on my red hot cheeks after he left.

"Get it together, Bee!" I huffed to myself, "It was just an almost-kiss, you've kissed him before!"

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JIMIN

I slid my thumb angrily across the screen and lifted the phone to my ear, "When did you put your number in my phone?"

"Aw, hello to you, too, Jimin," Kim giggled, "Having a nice evening with your fiance?"

"What do you want?" I growled, already fed up of her games, "I'm busy,"

"I'll bet," Kim cooed, "Sexy guy like you all alone in your penthouse apartment with a woman,"

"Get to it, Kim,"

She laughed, "I thought I should explain," She purred, "Why I'm going to destroy you,"

I was so close to hurling my phone across the room when she began to talk, that my hands were shaking.

"Bit arrogant of you, isn't it?"

"You ruined my sisters life, you asshole," She suddenly sounded a lot less happy, "You led her on and then paraded around a new woman infront of her, and then fired her. You ruined her resume and all of her future  job prospects and made her a depressed loner who spends all her time locked in her room!"

"What?!" I exclaimed, "That's ridiculous! I did none of those things, except let her go for unproffessional behaviour and for threatening my fiance!"

"If you say so, darling," Kim once again sounded calm and patronizing, "You stick to your lies, and soon they'll come back to kick you in your sexy backside,"

"Ki-"

I was cut off when I heard another voice I recognised over the line.

"Who you talking to, babe?"

"I got a call from work, Oppa, I'll be right with you!"

I narrowed my eyes, "Kim, leave Bee and Jungkook out of this,"

I heard her laugh, "No chance, sweet lips," She said, "This is your fault, and you're going to pay,"

Before I could speak, Nam Kimberley hung up on me.

"Shit," I sighed, sinking into my office chair, "... Shit,"