Chapter 19 (A Flirtatious Afternoon)
The next day, the mood in the apartment was light and playful. The tension from Y/n's unexpected reunion with her parents had eased, and everyone was in high spirits. The seven members of BTS decided to take the day off from their busy schedules to spend time with Y/n, knowing she could use the distraction.
It started innocently enough. Y/n was in the kitchen, trying to figure out how to use the coffee machine. She was concentrating so hard that she didn't notice Jimin sneaking up behind her.
"Need some help?" he whispered in her ear, his breath warm against her neck.
Y/n jumped, nearly dropping the coffee pot. She turned to find Jimin grinning mischievously. "You scared me!"
He chuckled, stepping closer. "Sorry, couldn't resist. Here, let me show you." Jimin's hands brushed against hers as he demonstrated how to operate the machine, his touch lingering a bit longer than necessary. "See? Easy."
"Thanks," she said, her heart fluttering from his proximity.
Meanwhile, in the living room, Jungkook was setting up a game console. "Y/n! Want to play a game with me?" he called out.
Y/n walked over, glad for the distraction. "Sure, what are we playing?"
"Mario Kart," Jungkook replied, handing her a controller. "But fair warning, I'm pretty good."
They sat down on the couch, their knees touching as they chose their characters. The game started, and Y/n found herself laughing and shouting as they raced through the colorful tracks. At one point, Jungkook leaned in close, his arm brushing against hers. "I'm not going easy on you just because you're cute," he teased.
Y/n blushed, determined to beat him.
Across the room, Namjoon and Jin were lounging on the floor, flipping through a stack of vinyl records. "Y/n, come help us pick some music," Namjoon suggested, patting the space between them.
She joined them, feeling a bit flustered from her encounters with Jimin and Jungkook. Jin handed her a record, their fingers grazing as he did. "What do you think of this one?" he asked, his voice smooth.
"It's a classic," she said, trying to focus on the album cover and not the way Jin's eyes seemed to sparkle in the light.
As the music played, Hoseok and Taehyung entered the room, carrying snacks. "Dance party, anyone?" Hoseok announced, placing a bowl of popcorn on the table.
Taehyung grabbed Y/n's hand, "Come on, let's dance!" he said, spinning her around. His grip was firm yet gentle, and he held her close as they moved to the beat.
Y/n laughed, her worries melting away as she danced with him. "You're really good at this," she said, breathless.
Taehyung's eyes twinkled. "I know," he replied cheekily.
As the afternoon went on, the flirtatious energy in the apartment continued to build. Yoongi, who had been quietly observing, finally joined in. He walked up to Y/n with a smirk. "You've been busy," he noted, his voice low and teasing.
"Just trying to keep up," she replied, smiling.
Yoongi took her hand, his touch sending a shiver down her spine. "Think you can handle one more dance?" he asked, pulling her close.
"I think I can manage," she said, her voice barely a whisper.
They danced slowly, the rest of the world fading away. The room was filled with laughter and playful banter, but for Y/n, it felt like she was in her own little bubble with each of the boys.
The afternoon ended with everyone gathered around the kitchen table, enjoying a homemade meal. Jin had taken charge of the cooking, with everyone else pitching in. As they ate, the teasing continued, but there was a warmth and camaraderie that made Y/n feel truly at home.
"So, who was the best dancer?" Taehyung asked, winking at Y/n.
She laughed, shaking her head. "I can't choose. You're all amazing."
Namjoon raised his glass. "To Y/n, the heart of our group."
They all toasted, and Y/n felt her heart swell with happiness. She looked around at the seven faces beaming at her, each one holding a special place in her heart. The day had been filled with playful flirtation, but it had also deepened her bond with each of them.
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