December 30, 2019

Olivia's POV

New York, concrete jungle where dreams are made of. The city that never sleeps and I had the luck to be here. I've been wanting to visit for so long that to be here is a dream come true. When Nari invited me, I was ecstatic, making plans of all the things I could do until the better and smarter part of me made me stop and think. I know Nari loves me, I might as well be her soulmate, but she was coming here to spend time with Taehyung, the love of her life, she doesn't need me there. Then, it clicked. There was one pesky, annoying person that could have organized all of this and he very well knew I want to go to New York, and his name is Park Jimin.

I thought about saying no I didn't want to owe anybody anything, but it's New York and New Years too! This year I had no plans, especially with Nari not being back home with me. All my parents would do is a family dinner and the wait till midnight and go to bed, that's not fun. So, I packed my bags in record time and got on the plane.

Nari and I spent the whole day in Times Square eating food we had seen countless of times in Instagram and shopping the best deals you could find. I was in heaven two girls in the city living their best lives. It got even better when I forced Nari to get some lingerie, that girl can be so clueless sometimes, but she caught up and got some good pieces to add to her new collection. I'm shocked we haven't done this before. Meanwhile, I got some for my huge collection. I don't need a special occasion to wear some sexy lingerie it's fun having a secret to yourself, a feeling of confidence flooding your veins. For any presentation I had to do, I would wear a set or if I was having a low day I just picked a set and strut it.

Anyway, we had to go back to the hotel because we were going out to lover boy's birthday. That's what I call Taehyung Nari lowkey hates it, although I think it's cute. Calling an Uber we made our way back to the hotel. I had brought a dress for the occasion, but a jumpsuit caught my eye while shopping and I just had to have it and wear it tonight. Opening the door to my room, I dropped the bags and myself on the bed, scrolling through twitter to pass the time. I should get ready though I think we're leaving in an hour and a half, eh, I'll start in a minute.

My room had another door that led to the adjacent room. When I got here I ignored it as one typically does yet when a knock was heard coming from that direction, I couldn't help myself and ignored all reason, opening it. It could have been a creep for all I know, but it wasn't, kind of, it was only Jimin leaning against his side of the door with an annoying smirk.

"What are the chances your room is right besides mine?" he said in fake shock.

"I would say high considering you planned all of this," I smiled sarcastically at him, "You know, if you so desperately wanted to see me, you could've just said it, everyone knows you like me."

"Please, don't flatter yourself I did all of this because of Nari," he lied, crossing his arms.

"So, it's her you like, I wonder how Taehyung will feel about that," I snapped back, not backing down.

"Did you know that just because you're nice to a person doesn't mean you have feelings for them?" he annoyingly answered.

"Whatever, I'm over this conversation," I said, slamming my door in his face.

Jimin has been flirting with me nonstop since we met and no I'm not being condescending or whining about it. When we met and he first spoke to me he thought he was being so slick and smooth only to be surprised when I shut him down with a flirt of my own. Since then, he's tried to get to me to make me nervous not like that would work with me. At least I wouldn't show it, not in front of him, I was better than that.

Truth be told whenever he wasn't flirting, and we actually talked Jimin was a sweetheart. He was a good listener and caring too, but once we started our game all that was out the window and his only goal is to make me break. Only a handful of times have I showed weakness and that was fuel to him encouraging him even more.

Playing some music, I distracted my thoughts by getting ready for tonight. I took a warm shower, washing my hair in the process. I was going to straighten it to pull it back in a low ponytail. I did my skin care routine, moisturized my skin, and got to work on my make up. I kept the eyeshadow simple settling on nude shadows and a thick black eyeliner flicking up at the ends in a wing. The part I went crazy with was the highlighter so I could glow like the angel I was, blinding my enemies while I'm at it. A glance at the clock made me speed up and start doing my hair. I blow dried it as quickly as I could, taking out my straightener and heating it up. Disaster struck when it wasn't hot at all, even if it was in the 400 degrees setting. I paced around the room in panic thinking of what I could do. My hair was not pretty without a proper flat iron, right now it was sticking out in all directions in a frizzy mess.

Having a light bulb moment, I remembered Nari always comes prepared with a flat iron. Grabbing the hotel's complementary robe I went out into the hallway and furiously knocked on her door. Fingers crossed she wouldn't be doing the nasty with lover boy. The devil himself opened the door, tilting his head in question.

"Hey lo- Taehyung," I coughed, "I need Nari's hair straightener."

"I'll tell her, I think she just finished using it," he kindly told me, leaving the door open as he called went to tell Nari.

"Here you go Liv, careful, it's still a bit hot," Nari appeared in a rush with Taehyung behind her. She was wearing the same robe I had on, her make up half done. As soon as she handed me what I wanted, she left in a haste to finish. Lover boy's eyes followed her movements with a dark look in his eyes. Turning to me to close the door, I shot him a knowing look while wiggling my eyebrows. He blushed, looking down and closing the door. I left for my room in a fit of giggles, Nari was going to get it tonight once he saw her with that dress.

In record time I did my hair, got dressed, put on perfume and went down to the lobby. Some of the BTS boys were there waiting. Recognizing me Hoseok waved me over, causing my heart to twist in my chest. My bias knows me, I know my bias, and I am dying inside. He animatedly spoke, asking me about my well being and about what I'm studying in college. He even said I looked pretty! Somebody come rescue me or not, let me die drowning in his smile and happy attitude. Safe to say I had the biggest smile on my face.

(Her outfit)

Talking to Hoseok was different than talking to Jimin or Taehyung since I did not know him on a personal level, unlike the other two where I could play it cool and forget they were famous. Hoseok was my bias the person I fangirl over every day, the person I have hundreds of pictures of on my phone. Heck, he was my wallpaper, but I changed it knowing he would be in close proximity.

Eventually, everyone was ready, and we took off to who knows where. I was in a car with Taehyung, Nari and almost Hoseok but Jimin distracted him and got into the car instead, slamming the door behind him. Ignoring everyone I turned to look out the window at the bright screens on tall buildings.

At the restaurant everyone had an unspoken agreement on where they would sit because as soon as we got there, they all found their seats leaving me behind to sit on the only empty chair.* It wasn't even besides Nari she was at the head of the table along with Taehyung, Jimin to her left. With a shrug I strutted to the chain and sat down a smiley Jimin turning to me.

"Don't you look beautiful tonight," Jimin smirked with a raise of his eyebrows.

"Are you insinuating I don't look beautiful the rest of the time?" I retorted, my eyebrow arching in question.

His eyes went wide in panic and he shook his head frantically, "No, no, no, that's not what I meant!"

"Then what did you mean?" I urged him to answer.

He stared at me trying to come up with a response, "I-um, you always look beautiful, of course tonight its different though, um, with the makeup and-"

His eyes landed on my teasing smile and his mouth closed, turning into a straight line. Scoffing and red in the face from embarrassment he chose to talk to Nari instead, who had seen the exchanged with wide eyes.

I silently laughed to myself, grabbing the cloth napkin on the table and putting it on my lap.

"You like torturing him?" A voice beside me spoke.

"I don't know what you're talking about," I smiled at Namjoon.

"It's fun watching him squirm he always likes to mess with people too," Namjoon said, a dimple appearing in his cheek.

"I will take credit then," Nodding, I grabbed the menu giving it a once over.

As dinner progressed Jimin didn't talk to me much which surprised me. I was looking forward to some banter with him, but, oh well. Instead, I got the chance to speak to the rest of BTS getting to know them a bit better. Secretly, I'd whisper to Namjoon when I didn't understand something, they'd say, my Korean failing me. My Korean was good and I think I'm fluent yet there were times where a person was speaking too quickly or used an obscure word that left me lost and filling the gaps. He'd happily answer me in the same inconspicuous way I'd ask him.

"Olivia, we have a question for you, we asked Nari already and came out empty handed," Jin piped up, capturing my attention.

"What is it?" I kindly smiled at him.

"Who is your bias?" he asked straight to the point.

"What do I get out of telling you?" I wondered, leaning my shoulders on the table.

"You'll go on a date with him," Jin joked, his particular laugh resonating.

"Jin if you wanted to go on a date with her you could of just asked," Jungkook teased him with his bunny smile.

"Yah, it's not like that, but with Nari we offered nothing and it's still a mystery. It was worth a shot," the oldest, shrugged.

Nari laughed hearing her name and his explanation.

"Who is it?" Jimin asked from beside me. He would be disappointed.

"Since you guys are insisting so much I'll tell you, it is," I trailed off creating anticipation, eight pairs of eyes on me, "J-hope."

Everyone gasped and ooh'd, Hobi cheering loudly to the point where he even stood up and did a little dance in victory. Seems like they have a competition going on or something. From my peripheral I saw Jimin's form slump in his chair. This boy was being dramatic over nothing, J-hope being my bias didn't mean I wanted to date him or I felt any romantic feelings for him. Why am I worried? It's not like there is anything between us and we had agreed not to fall for the other.

"I win," he screamed, still dancing.

"I'll be waiting for that date, then Jung Hoseok," I giggled, winking at him and shooting him a flying kiss. I was clearly joking, I don't think I could ever date my bias, I'd be too...biased about it.

Hoseok blushed, slowly sitting down again and shooting me a grin and a finger heart. From my seat I could see Nari, her mouth hanging open as she slowly laughed at my boldness. I had nothing to lose so I shot my shot.

When dinner was over I got into another car and, surprise, Jimin was there. He didn't try to speak to me, seemingly still down from my confession or at least I assumed it was because of that.

"Jimin?"

"Hm."

"Are you okay?" Lightly, I asked, a hand on his shoulder.

"Yeah, I'm good," he nodded with a tight lipped smile.

"Any plans for tonight?" I questioned to fully make sure he was.

"I was going to invite you somewhere, but you were having so much fun with Hobi Hyung, I wouldn't want to interrupt your fun," he pettily responded, a pink pout forming on his lips.

"Is Jimin jealous," I gasped, "If it makes you feel better everything was a joke and as much as I like Hobi, as my bias, he is not my type."

"Sure," he scoffed, brows furrowing.

"Come on, Jimin, don't be a grump," I shook his arm, making him sway.

"Fine," he sighed, "I might have an idea on what to do so when we get to the hotel change into something more comfortable and then I'll tell you what we're going to do."

"Deal," I grinned, releasing his arm.

Hurrying to my room, I changed into black skinny jeans, black doc martens, a white long sleeve bodysuit and the black long coat I was wearing earlier.

(This but with doc martens)

I wondered what he had planned for us to do, there's no doubt in my mind it would be fun, he seemed like that type of guy. I knocked on the door that joined our rooms waiting for him to open up.

"Ready to go?" I asked him excited.

"Let me grab my mask," he told me, disappearing for less than a second.

Together we went out into the hallway where I heard a strange noise. Telling him to shut up for a second I listened closely until I figured out what it was. A proud and slightly discomforting feeling rose in me, causing me to push Jimin out of the hallway and into the elevator before he heard the noise. I would have to talk to Nari about keeping quiet in bed.

"What is it?" he looked at me in confusion.

"Nothing."

"Okay?" he said, unconvinced.

We walked out of the hotel and into the streets of New York. Side by side we dodged people walking in the opposite direction.

"Are you finally going to tell me what we're doing?"

"Yes," Jimin nodded, taking a paper out of a small bag he had, "I made a list of places we can go tonight and take pictures."

"Woah, that's a great idea Jimin," I said in amazement.

"I know how you've always wanted to come, but considering the time limit you wouldn't have time to go everywhere, so a speed round it is," he nervously laughed.

"Thank you," I blushed at his thoughtfulness, he noticed, but decided not to comment. You see he isn't a bad guy, he could've taken the point of our game.

To make it more interesting we made it a challenge where we had to go to all, if not most places before the night ended. Before taking off with no direction we stopped to make strategies and soon we had the perfect plan. Starting on Times Square where we were located, we found the main street and took pictures surrounded by the bright ads. Then we power walked up north to Central Park, passing Carnegie Hall on the way where I took a picture of Jimin.

There were a few places I wanted to visit in Central Park, and we found the first one in no time. Bow Bridge, a place I had seen in movies numerous times while growing up. Striking a few poses my personal photographer took pictures. Taking hold of the phone I signaled for him in order to take a selfie together. Jimin smiled brightly at the camera and I followed, pressing the white circular button. Next stop was the Alice in Wonderland statue, we kept walking and following the signs till we found it snapping more pictures.

On the map our next location was Radio Music Hall. On our way to exit Central Park we found the ice-skating rink Jimin looked at me with puppy eyes, wanting to do it, but I shook my head. The last thing I wanted was to have a hurt idol. We all know his tendencies of falling out of chairs imagine in sharp skates.

For the next locations I needed a GPS to get around not wanting to lose time we didn't have. The second time I stumbled, paying more attention to the phone than to the sidewalk, Jimin grabbed my shoulders from behind guiding me through the crowd. His touch was gentle only adding firmness when needed, in my mind that says a lot about who he is.

Once in Radio Music Hall we took our respective photos Jimin pulling me into a selfie to pose like "rock stars". So, with our tongues sticking out and hands with the classic rock gesture he snapped the picture. On our way down to Empire State Building we encountered Rockefeller Center, New York Public Library, and Grand Central Station which we caught just in time before it closed. We couldn't get into the Empire State building, but it was enough for me to be in front of it, gaping at its size. Laughing to myself, I began singing the classic Jay Z and Alicia Keys Song Jimin looked at me weird trying to hold his laugh until I convinced him to join me with it.

It was getting late the streets and roads slightly emptier. Our next stop was farther than we anticipated, so we called a taxi to take us to Chelsie Market to get some drinks and something to eat, our stomach's rumbling. At a stop light I recognized a building I needed a picture with, telling the driver to pull up I dragged Jimin out of the taxi.

"Keep the meter running we'll be back in a second," I shouted at the driver who was looking at me annoyed.

"This is Flat Iron building Jimin!" I squealed, shaking his arm, "Quick take a picture of me."

"Done!" he exclaimed, giving me a thumbs up, "Are you going to check the picture?"

"Nah, I know I look awesome," I confidently told him, running back to the taxi,his hand in mine.

Finally making it to Chelsie Market I unwillingly paid the driver, slamming the door behind me as hard as I could when he threw me a very unnecessary comment. Jimin didn't fully understand, yet he knew something had happened, gently grabbing my arm to move forward. Turning around I shot the driver, who hadn't left yet, my middle finger for being a pig. I would've said and done a lot more, but Jimin was here, and I didn't want to embarrass myself or him.

It was almost three am, and I was wide awake. Some of the establishments were closed yet a lot of the drinking ones were open. Randomly settling on one we ordered some beer and a platter of wings and fries.

"What do we have left?" I asked him, taking a sip of the cold beer.

"Battery Park and Korean War memorial," he responded, striking through the names of places we had already been to.

"I can't believe we somehow managed this," I said, leaning my chin on my propped hand.

"Considering we ran everywhere I'm not," Jimin spoke, holding a hand to his chest, "This counts as my workout for the week." 

"You don't need to work out!" I exclaimed, "Soon you'll lose your cute cheeks," I grabbed his cheeks with my pointer and thumb, wiggling his face.

"Yah," he tried pulling away, lips pouting even more.

The server appeared with our food, forcing me to let go of Jimin's squishy cheeks. Rubbing his right cheek dramatically he scrunched his nose at me. Cute. We spent a little too much time at the bar a collection of bottles crowding our small table. The bartender gave us a dirty eye last time he brought us our drinks and we took it as our cue to leave. Calling another taxi, we stumbled into the back seat laughing to ourselves. We had one last stop, Battery Park, on the car it was 15 minutes away, which is why we chose a taxi because if we walked it would have taken us an hour, and we were too tipsy to get there safe and sound.

This taxi driver was a normal one who didn't throw snarky and rude comments at a lady which means that I paid him willingly and even threw him a thank you. The park was obviously empty Jimin and I the only ones in our right minds to come here at this hour of the night.

Walking relaxed we read about the Korean War and what the monuments represented. It was interesting to say the least, especially when Jimin added information that was not there.

"You were a nerd in school, weren't you?" I teased him, nudging his arm lightly.

"I was not a nerd," he chuckled, "I did try to be good at school and I guess it paid off."

"Hey, there's nothing wrong with being a nerd," I reassured him honestly, "I like nerdy guys."

We kept walking along the waterfront searching for the New York staple we were missing.

"Olivia, there it is," Jimin called aloud, pointing at the green lady.

"Woah, it's beautiful isn't it?" I asked him, gazing at the gigantic statue.

"Yeah, you are," I heard him say. I didn't dare turn to look at him, heat rushing to my face as a shy smile unwillingly appeared on my face.

My heart needed to chill out or it would burst out of my chest. Who allowed him to be so cute? It should be illegal. Leaving my side, he went to sit on a bench to rest his feet. I followed along settling by his side and resting my head on his shoulder. He didn't say anything, and I was thankful because I had no idea what my response would be. My heart wanted to open up to him and stop giving him a hard time, yet my head was hesitant, testing him and pushing him to his limits.

For the final time that night we got into a taxi the 25-minute ride silent. It was hard to believe we were only 20 minutes away from the hotel when it took us all night to get through the list. Then again, we made so many stops to goof off and capture the moment it was only natural. I didn't regret it one bit, maybe I will in the morning once I had to wake up but not now.

Jimin helped me out of the taxi extending his hand to me and I gladly took it. Nobody said anything when he didn't let go of it as we walked down the silent halls of the hotel. Everyone was probably dead asleep the clock almost striking 5 am, actually, maybe they were waking up.

"Thank you Jimin," I spoke up.

"For what?" he tilted his head, our steps slowing as we neared the rooms, not wanting the night to end.

"For planning this, for tricking Nari to inviting me, although I'm pretty sure she saw right through you," I softly laughed, shaking my head.

"It was worth it, I had a great time and I hope you did too," he sweetly spoke.

"For sure, the best thing, I've done in a long while."

I slid the key card into the slot turning the doorknob when the beep was heard. Jimin followed me, preferring to enter his room through the door in my room. He was standing in the door frame as I dropped my small backpack and key into the table. I neared him with slow steps, stopping when I was at arm's length.

"Close your eyes," I softly ordered him.

Almost instantly he closed them, not questioning my intentions and I appreciated it because I was going to do something that said a lot about what I was feeling. Getting closer to him I admired his features the chubby cheeks that made me smile, the eyes I loved staring into, and the lips I was dying to taste. Slowly I rose to my tippy toes, placing my hand on his chest to steady myself and with a surge of bravery I placed my lips on his breaking the mutual agreement we had made long ago. His lips were soft and plump, and they moved at the perfect rhythm with mine. Unwillingly I pulled away and pushed on his chest harder, making him stumble back enough where I could close my room door.

With a shaky breath I leaned against the door, head thumping against it. My cold fingertips came up to touch my warm lips. I could only hope for the best now seeing I had lost our competition. I could not resist him and he managed to break through the weak walls of my mind seeing as he unknowingly had my heart already.  Nari will have a field day with this.

A/N:
*Seating Arrangement

*A little extra about Olivia and Jimins night.

In case you were wondering, this is my announcement on Jimin's and Olivia's story.

Are you excited? I know I am.

I will start it once I finish #SMA

I hope you enjoyed it, I apologize for the length, but I didn't want to divide it. Wanting to come back to Nari and Taehyung in the next chapter.

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-Nikki Marie 💜