Jimin and Y/n are still ironing out the kinks in their relationship. It's been a week since they kissed in the classroom but they still have lots to handle. For starters - dating is hard. They tried going to a restaurant but it was filled with college kids who recognized them both. So now they've disguised their dates as 'study dates', they'd bring books and act like they're studying when in reality they're getting to know each other. Turns out Y/n has a strange liking of avocados. Such a stupid, basic thing, but Jimin loves knowing the smallest details about her.

Right now they're sitting in a diner, plopped down on stools in front of the counter. She has a textbook and a water, he has his phone and a milkshake. "You know, you should really get something sweet. It might help with your energy," he offers, motioning to his milkshake. She shakes him off, "I need to pass this next exam. I doubt having a sugar rush would help." He places a cautious hand on her shoulder, hoping no one around notices. It doesn't look like there's any students here this late, but Jimin doesn't exactly know every student on campus. Not to mention it's a huge school, over sixteen thousand students total. That's both undergraduates and graduates combined.

"Babe," he whispers, her sighing and turning to him. "I know you can pass this. I taught you well, didn't I?" She softly smiles, "yeah... yeah you did." She suddenly closes her textbook and turns to him. "But I think I need a new type of lesson." He instantly goes still, her catching on and playfully whacking his shoulder. "Such a perv... I meant I wanted to learn about you." He chuckles, "not much to know sweetheart." "Sure there is," she starts, leaning closer, "for starters is this what you want to do with your life? Or is this just a test drive?"

He hums, "seeing as they're already giving me a full professor job I'd say this is my best bet. It's rare that a new prof walks on campus and gets to teach a class all by himself." She chuckles, "so let me guess - full professors make the most money?" "More than you'd think to be honest." He points to the milkshake, "it's safe to say I'll definitely be able to afford this. And once I get a beautiful wife we can probably move into the most elegant house around." Jimin sighs with longing, "that'll be the day. For now I'll take my crappy one." "It can't be that crappy if you're living in it."

Jimin laughs, feeling pure bliss break out in his body. "Okay L/n, I'll give you some credit, that was smooth." "As smooth as your skin?" "Hm... I don't know, want to find out?" he teases. "Mr. Park... we're in public." "Boooring," he draws out, pretending to snore. She giggles and gives his shoulder a nudge, "ah shush, I won't be so boring when we're alone." He looks at her with admiration, scanning over her pretty face slowly until he reaches her eyes. As much as he loves talking to her and bonding, they just got together. He's waited twelve weeks to have her, and now that he does, he wants more. He wants to touch her. Feel her skin on his. Feel her lips caressing his. Jimin didn't even realize just how needy he is for her touch until she places her hand on his and gives him a concerned look. The smallest touch of their hands makes his entire body explode with tingles; it's so intense that he finds himself trembling.

"Are you okay?" she asks in a low tone. "We need to get out of here," he mumbles. She seems a little confused but decides against questioning it. "Okay, then let's go." He can't resist grabbing her hand as he quickly leaves money on the counter to cover both their stuff plus tip, then he drags her out of the place. As soon as they're in his car he finds his hand falling to her thigh. It's something he picked up around her. He's never done it with any other girl, but with her he feels the need to be touching her at all times. Holding her thigh while driving... such a simple thing but still so effective. Based on the way she smiles and relaxes he can tell it really means a lot to her. It melts his heart.

Together they make the short drive back to his house which is only five minutes away from campus and seven from the diner. When they pull in she sighs and unbuckles. "I almost don't want to leave... I just got comfortable." He laughs at her cuteness and unlocks the doors, "stay there then babe." God he's falling hard for her. Jimin departs the car and goes around to her side, opening the door. "Wha- Min!" He giggles while picking her up and carrying her bridal style. She lets out an 'oof' as she comes up on his chest, her arms wrapping around his neck.

"What's this for?" she asks with a cute smile. He pecks her lips, "my baby girl shouldn't have to walk when she has a big strong man right next to her." "I have legs." "After I'm through with you you won't." She playfully whacks his chest, "Park Jimin!" He laughs and kisses her softly, not caring about anything else. She kisses back with the same passion, him smiling into the kiss. When they part he finds his heart beating faster than it ever has before. "I uh... wanna go inside now?" he stammers.

She giggles and pecks his cute nose, "sure Minnie." His legs almost give out from the sudden softness his body feels. Ugh she's too cute, it's dangerous at this point. Jimin manages to will his legs to move so he can bring her inside the house. He shakes off all his thoughts of her softening his heart and goes in his wonderful home that's much more enjoyable when Y/n's around. He can't stop his smile as he brings her to his small bedroom. It's small but it gets the job done, there's a bed (obviously), a single window in the corner of the room that brings enough sunlight in (even though it's night now). He has his dresser in the other corner along with a closet next to it containing his work clothes.

He takes her to the bed and sets himself down, bringing her onto his lap. His hands cup her face, her eyes meeting his. "Change your mind about taking things slow?" she whisper-asks. He chuckles and pecks her lips, "no... I still don't want sex yet. But... I want you. I want to touch you." "Then do it." Right away he brings her to the bed and hovers over her, their lips colliding and their shirts getting pulled at.

Jimin finds himself groaning into the kiss, his hands exploring every inch of her body. He takes his time trailing over the curve of her hips, the covered skin on her stomach, the smoothness of her neck. He loves it. Jimin finds himself thinking he loves her. What's even more concerning - he doesn't push the thoughts away. In this moment he's convinced he's in love with the one he's making out with.

Their lips suck over each other's slowly, carefully. They're going as slowly as they can to tease each other. Ugh this cheeky girl... she's cheekier than him at this point, but he doesn't mind. His arms wrap around her back to keep her body pressed up against his. His tongue slips inside her mouth, his nostrils flaring, and his lungs screaming for oxygen. Does he grant them their desire? No, of course not. He cares more about making out with his girl.

His hands rub against her back, their eyes both squeezed shut to focus on the kiss. However it ends after a few more seconds since Jimin feels the need to breathe properly at least for a minute. He pants and looks at her, some saliva connecting their tongues still. He wipes the corners of her lips off with his thumb and smiles. "So beautiful," he mutters. She giggles, "are you sure? My lips are swollen as hell." He pecks them, "even better." He pecks them again and again, the two of them laughing in between pecks.

She stops him by placing her hands on his shoulder. "Miiiin." "Whaaaaat?" he whines, her smiling at his cute whining. "Do you think anyone will catch us?" she whispers. He kisses her gently, placing a hand on her cheek. When they part he gives her what he hopes is a reassuring look. "They won't... but if they do, we'll try and keep it out of student's eyes. I don't want rumors to spread about you." Little did he know they already were. "I don't care about that, I care about you," she's quick to reply.

He sweetly smiles and can't resist pecking her lips again. God he loves kissing her so, so much. "I appreciate that baby... but you should care about rumors. You're a junior in college, people can be really nasty." "I got into a fight, I think I know they can be nasty," she jokes, but he ends up frowning and caressing her cheek with his thumb. "You never, ever should have to go through that again. I promise that I'll do whatever I can to protect you." "Why?" she whispers with a vulnerable expression. Seeing her like this... vulnerable? It makes his heart stir. The fact that she trusts him enough to show him her vulnerable side when before it was mostly flirting and jokes? He's in a different world right now. "Because," he whispers back, smiling at her. Because he's in love with her. That's what he wants to say, but he doesn't. "I like you a lot Y/n. Seeing you hurt... God as if the fight wasn't bad enough. We weren't even together at that point."

Jimin's quick to gently take her hand and place her palm over his chest. His heart softly beats, her eyes meeting his as she feels every single pulse. "It beats for you," he mutters, placing his forehead on hers. "And every second we're together it beats a little bit faster..." She sniffles and gives him a awe-filled gaze. "Thank you," she says. He pecks her lips and lowers himself to the bed, giving her the cuddles she deserves. "You're welcome... I'm not going anywhere princess. I'll stay with you as long as you want me to." She softly laughs and nuzzles up against him. "Good... I think we're both way too attached to let go now..." Jimin sighs. If only she knew just how attached he truly is...