YOONGI'S POINT OF VIEW:
She stormed out, and slammed the door - my heart sank. I honestly thought that this would've been for the best, that she'd be happy with him. That she'd be happy, and that I'd be happy.
But I wasn't, I felt heavy and guilty and dirty. I felt like I did wrong, I felt like this was all on me.

I don't have feelings for her anymore, but I feel like a jerk and like I owe it to her to help make her smile after what I did.
But I messed up worse.
I hurt my friend, and I hurt my brother.
I looked around the room, analysing all the faces- everyone slightly gloomy, and quite disappointed. We never mentioned it but we all wanted the SenMin ship to sail.
I mean, even I did.

I stood up and walked towards the kitchen, light footsteps followed. I poured myself a glass of milk and turned to find Hana nervously standing by the counter.
"Want some?" I gestured, raising my glass of milk.
"Uhh I don't know... Is there any chocolate milk?" She asked in a polite tone.
"Let me check-" I walked towards the fridge.
"For someone who seems like they feel awfully guilty about upsetting someone, you seem incredibly comfortable raiding their fridge." She chuckled as she reached for a clean glass.
I lightly laughed under my breath, even though I wasn't in the mood for humour.
I poured the chocolate milk into the glass and handed it back to her.
We clinked our glasses and took a sip each.
"You know, it's not your fault... It was my idea. In fact, it's no one else's fault but mine..." She said quietly as she took another sip.
"Yeah you're right it's all your fault, I feel much better now ty" I sarcasticated. [yay another made up word by your authornim].
She paused for a moment, considering what I had said.
Then she let out a magnificent fake laugh, chugged down the rest of her chocolate milk and walked back into the living room.
Strange child.

I decided to text Sena-
Hey... I'm sorry about all this. I thought I'd text you and let you know that we're leaving your apartment soon, keeping you out of your own apartment seems hardly fair.

She replied-
Yeah well handcuffing me to Jimin also seemed hardly fair...
I'm kidding. Thanks for telling me. Night.

I looked up from my phone screen and turned towards the others-
"We should all head back to our homes, I don't won't Sena to avoid coming home, and stay out late because we're here." I dully explained before reaching for my jacket.
"Aw you're such a cute boyfriend." Hana teased while pointing at me.
"Not funny" I grunted and walked out.

Once I left the apartment, I was still mildly distressed, but I found myself smiling.

SENA'S POINT OF VIEW:
Well Jimin never really answered my question, but for some reason I felt okay. I mean I only occasionally wake up in the middle of the night in a panic, laying in a pool of cold sweat because I'm anxious and scared to death.
You know, only occasionally.

We "cooled" things down with everyone.
To the group, we are merely acquaintances- not even friends.
Only seeing eachother during lessons, and never alone lessons- you know, that's what they believe.

It's been a while since we've been uncuffed from eachother. And I miss him. So much.
Right now we're both extremely focused on work, with Bangtan's next tour coming up, I've been asked to go over all of the final details and confirmations regarding the USA and EUROPE concerts. I'm also in charge of translating about a gajillion bangtan bombs. Yaaaaay.
Note my sarcasm.

I'm extremely excited for their next comeback, I made the boys promise to not spoil any of the songs or choreographies for me, because when it's all released- I want to be just another fan, watching her favourite men sing and dance to an amazing song she's never heard before.

I checked my phone screen-
01:32 in the morning
Saturday 8th October
No messages

I took another sip from my cold and clumpy hot chocolate and presumed my translating duties. Continuing at my current pace, I should be finished with this week's batch in an hour or- OOO OMG LOOK AT MY SUGGESTED VIDEOS.
I immediately clicked on the YouTube video titled 'Park Jimin best moments'.
It was 18 minutes... Perfect.
I smiled to myself as the video began, deep down I was still a fan girl, but after all that's happened, I've found that now I experience a nostalgic warmth when I see a photo of him, or a vine, or when I hear his line in a song -I miss him even more because I actually know him as a person- not just an idol.

I often think to myself whether or not I'm being fair to everyone else? I mean, there are thousands and thousands of ARMYs that would sell their limbs to just meet them once; am I being selfish? Do I even deserve this position? How sad would they all be to find out that I lived literally metres away from BTS, living as their English tutor, and being like that with Jimin.
They'd kill me?
I ran my index finger along the rim of my mug and sighed, "Well, tough nuggets. I'm here and I like it." I told myself, pretending that I wasn't scared for my life.
I'm going to be honest, in the past, as a fan, despite my seemingly 'obsessive' tendencies. I always believed that I would be okay with BTS dating and marrying, I mean, if they're happy- I'm happy... Even if it hurts me.
I hope a lot of fans have that sort of perspective, I think it's inevitable when anyone dates any idol: they'll receive a lot of hate and a bunch of threats.

I finished off subbing the final video, it was a video of Jin cooking and Yoongi trying to help out while Tae and Hobie were goofing off. It was cute.
They're like a cute functional-yet-dysfunctional family.

My heart jolted as I heard my ringtone go off, I reached for it and answered immediately. It was him.

"Hello?" He whispered.
"Hi... Why are we whispering?" I asked, still smiling- exhilarated to finally hear his voice again .
"I think everyone is asleep."
"Oh... I see, I was just finishing up some work...what's up?" I suspiciously asked, we haven't spoken on the phone in so long- I mean we practically never speak actually on the phone.
"I called to check if you were awake... Are you...awake?" He slowly whispered.
"No. I'm currently in deep slumber." I sarcastically responded.
"Oh okay. Great." He quickly said and closed the call.

Curiouser and curiouser... I headed to the kitchen and put my mug in the sink, just as I were about to enter my room, there was a light scratching on my door.
Followed by a "Miauw" and further scratching, which seemed to get progressively more desperate and aggressive.
I slowly made my way to the door, I looked through the peephole to find the figure of a boy dressed in depressingly dark tones- he wore a black hoodie, black trainers and dark grey jeans.
But what caught my eye was the bright smile that he wore across his face.
I usually don't take in strays... Nevertheless I slowly opened the door, "Hey." Jimin said, grinning as we stared at each other.
He walked inside and quickly shut my door.
"This is why you called?" I questioned, laughing while gesturing with my hands.
He turned to face me, "Well I couldn't just barge in, could I?" He chuckled.
He rushed towards me and wrapped his arms around me.
"I missed you." He whispered.
I hugged back, and took in his scent.
"Dude we like saw each other in lesson yesterday..." I mocked.
He tugged on my hair to irritate me and responded in a childish tone,
"Yeah but in class I need to share you with everyone else and I can't hold you with them around." I'm almost certain he was pouting.
And completely certain that I was blushing.
I could feel a burning sensation on the apples of my cheeks- I could also feel my palms getting progressively clammy and my heartbeat elevating.
I took a deep breath, "I missed you too."
"Thank you for missing me too." He giggled as he pulled away from the hug and walked towards the sofa.

"So... I know what you're thinking, but I'm sorry to break it to you, I'm not here for a sleepover" He smirked.
"Actually I was thi-" he cut me off, "Instead, I thought I'd stop by to see you alone once more before our date tomorrow!" He grinned.
Date? Have we even been on an actual date?
"...A date?" I nervously asked, raising my eyebrows.
I joined him on the sofa and turned towards him.
"It's nothing big, but I wanted us to spent some time together before we start our tour... We're only going to get busier, and there are going to be more eyes on me after we leave..." He sadly sighed.
"I wish I could do something big and romantic... But all I can do right now is arrange for us to go out late in the evening and to the corner table of a restaurant that isn't busy, or maybe go to the park again... Or to the cinema..." He pursed his lips at the dilemma.
"It's okay... I like the night, and I like being around you. I'm okay with it, really." I smiled at him.

Then, a series of high pitched noises followed, Jimin lunged towards me and started pinching my cheeks- "AWWWW YOURE SO SWEET TY FOR UNDERSTANDING TY TY, OMG." He squealed as he tugged at my, now blood red, cheeks.
"Ouchhhhh chill. Please stop, my cheeks hurt!" Is what tried to say...
But really, it was all muffled and all he probably heard was "ffffmmfmmmm phmmmffp pinch my cheeks more please oppa mmmmpfffnnm".
After managing to end Jimin's attack on my cheeks, we both talked.
We caught up with eachother, "I know we get to see eachother a lot, but acting like we aren't even friends... Honestly, it's exhausting... And I hate it" He confessed.
"Yeah... It is. Well what do you suggest we do? I mean..." I meant that we weren't even officially dating and there would be nothing to announce or say.
What? Would we announce to everyone that at the end of our 'handcuffed' venture we established that we had a mutual fondness for eachother? And what after that?
I'm absolutely terrified, the normal me would run away, avoid Jimin and ignore my feelings. But I can't, and I don't know what to do, because it's the first time I can't make myself leave because this time it'd hurt too much.
I'm scared but I'll try. I'll try to imagine a future, try to stay by his side.

"I don't know what to do either... I thought about about this a lot and the only solution I could come up with is to come clean and tell everyone- after the tour... Or we could wait until we both feel comfortable? I'm not going to say anything without your consent, don't worry." He reached for my hand and squeezed it.
I smiled in approval and squeezed his hand back.

"So, this date. Where are we going? What time? Oh and I can't do anything before 8..."
"Firstly, it's a surprise, secondly, around 9ish and thirdly, WITH WHO WHEN WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" He joked, but had an obvious nervous undertone.
"Haha... Chill I was going to have a few friends over, that's all."
"Are they all female?..." He slowly asked.
"No, they're all HUMONGOUS, muscly and hairy men, totally can't wait to see Hans, Sam and Liam!" I said sarcastically in a mocking voice.
"Ya! You're not allowed to be affiliated with guys taller than me..."
"So... Basically all guys but Woozi and Taeyang? AHAHAHA" I teased him.
"HEYYYY-" he immediately objected.
"Okay okay I'm sorry... Sorry oppa~" I tried to cutely apologise while not trying to burst out in laughter.
"- it's not my fault you're jealous and smol..." I mumbled and tried to hold in my laughter further.

"Uh excuse you but I'm never jealous, I'm amazing and I'm the best and I know it." He said while crossing his arms.
"Riiiiiiight."
He scrunched his nose and let out a small 'agh' then sat there quietly for a moment.

I thoroughly enjoy teasing Jimin.
I also enjoy winning against him.

"Hey, do you know how many wishes you have left?" He asked, smirking.

Uhhh let's see... I had four left after the theme park... Him drawing me... That's three.
The questions on the same night- two.
And the full "decisional power".... That's one.
One. ONE WISH LEFT.

"One! I have one left!" I excitedly answered as I wiggled in joy.
OKAY IT WASNT THAT BAD- but I want my drawings back because they're like my little babies ya feel?

He smirked and shuffled closer, "I know, I always know how many I have left and I've decided to use my wish tomorrow on our date! I'm sooooooooo excited!" He grinned and hugged me tight.

Jimin?...........

He suddenly let go and spoke with a straight face, "it's late and you should sleep, goodnight, I'm leaving." Then-
Then he slowly leaned in and touched his soft lips to my forehead,
"Night, love." He mumbled against my skin, then stood up and left.

As soon as the door slammed shut I regained consciousness. I can't understand how something so small could wreck me so much.
It was a small peck.
A sign of affection.
A little gesture that had left my heart racing and the rest of me stunned.
I took a deep breath, trying my hardest to breathe steady. But I couldn't. I was shaking.

Oh gosh I'm so weak and pathetic.
I spent the rest of the night replaying that vignette over and over again, each time ending with clammy palms and a racing heart.
I tried to distract myself from him, but it was no good.
It took me a while but I eventually fell asleep with Dooly by my side.

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I woke up feeling refreshed and... Happy?
I was feeling happy, I was excited for the day ahead of me, nervous but nonetheless excited.
I took a shower and sang at the top of my lungs. Disregarding the fact that I could be heard. I didn't care today.

I checked my messages as I sat on my couch, cereal at hand, and hair in towel.
Hana and Sariah had messaged me a couple minutes ago:

Sariah: Lisa and I will leave home and make our way in about half an hour or so, if that's okay with you.

Hana: Hey I'm bringing that film you recommended, found it in the store last night. I'll leave for yours soon, see you.

I replied to both of them:

Sure, come whenever.

I quickly downed my cereal, hopped up and made my way to my bedroom to dry my hair. As soon as I finished drying my hair I began rummaging around for something decent to wear, I ended up wearing my dark jeans and grey floral top.
My hair was plaited in preparation for later this evening, I was going to undo it later so that my hair would have waves and wouldn't be frizzy or bushy.

Soon, there was a knock on the door, I opened to see Hana standing there with a forest green jacket over her black jumper and leggings. We both greeted eachother and sat on my sofa.
"I brought the film you mentioned!" She began, then shuffled around as she searched through her backpack.
"Tadaaaaa! The Road to el Dorado!... It looks... Childish? Is this really the film you were talking about?" She asked, slightly confused.
"Yes yes, this is it. And it's not childish it's fucking brilliant okay?" I replied.
I had initially invited Sungra too but she said was busy *wink wink* I WONDER WITH WHOOOO?

I put the popcorn on the stove and went back to sit with Hana, they should start 'popping' just as Lisa and Sariah arrive. I don't really like microwave popcorn, it tastes kind of strange tbh.

Before we knew it, the four of us were sitting in my living room, munching on popcorn, surrounded by snacks, watching a movie.
Before I knew it I forgot about my meeting with Jimin, I got distracted.
By the time the movie was over it was roughly 6.30pm.
"THAT WAS SO COOL OMG" Hana said enthusiastically as she waved her hands about.
"I KNOW RIGHT ITS SUCH A GOOD FILM I LOVE IT!" I responded as I waved my hands back.
"I guess it's an okay film but like... Idk I've seen better." Lisa sighed.
"Oiii don't be such a downer. It was a good film." Sariah yelled back.

We spent our remaining hour and a half chatting, singing and laughing. I tried my best to enjoy myself, but as the minutes ticked away, the anxious feeling in my stomach grew. I couldn't help mentally counting down the minutes to seeing him again whenever I looked at the time.
We all hugged and bid farewell, "Let's do this again, it was fun!" Sariah said before leaving.

As soon as everyone was out the door I rushed to my bedroom and scavenged for something nice to wear. I HAVE NOTHING NICE TO WEAR.
I flicked through every hanger.
NOTHING. LITERALLY NOTHING PRETTY.
I just on the brink of tears as I noticed something had fallen off of the hanger, I reached down for it- it was a navy dress with short sleeves, and that was just above the knee.

I decided to play it safe and wore black heeled boots, a dark grey jacket and a black shoulder bag with it.
I guess my clothes were sorted.

NOW MY FACE. OMG EVEN CHANEL COULDNT SAVE THIS FACE.
I lay out all of my makeup.
Omgomgomgo,go,g I don't have much time left. It's 8.47pm.
I'm a slow person. Okay, to many, 13 minutes may be more than enough but for me, who has absolutely ZERO makeup skills, it's nowhere near enough :) *awkward eye twitch*

I looked at the time 8.59pm.
I was ready I did all I could and now I was just pacing around my apartment- taking deep breaths, trying to calm my nerves.

9pm.

My heart skipped a beat.

There was a light knock on the door.
Exactly on time.

I took a deep breath and opened the door to find Jimin, nervously smiling.
Slowly, I examined his attire. He was wearing well-fitted navy trousers, like the ones from War of hormone- that beautifully wrapped his plump thighs, a white shirt, grey tie and navy blazer.
He looked simply dashing.
I mentally focused on trying to keep my mouth closed and trying to maintain eye contact.

"Hey..." He said, softly smiling, as he stared at me.
"Uhh hi, you're quite punctual... 9 o'clock on the dot." I chuckled.
He breathed in through his teeth, "Actually I got hear 10 minutes early, I waited a little, I assumed you wouldn't have been finished getting ready"
"Oh... You shouldn't have. You didn't have to wait like that." I said, furrowing my brows.
"Oh, so you were ready?" He exclaimed.
"No..."

"Thought so." He smirked then reached for my hand, I held on as we began walking out of the building.

I took a deep breath, attempting to calm my nerves.
Attempted to get rid of this excitement that made me feel as though I were about to throw up.

"You look lovely by the way, navy really suits you." He said while looking away.
"Thank you..." I responded quietly- resisting the urge to argue or refuse to believe him.

Wait a minute... We're completely matching!?? THIS SO WASNT PLANNED. OMGGGGGG. I giggled to myself at the realisation.

"What is it?" He curiously asked.
"Nothing, just a thought." I brushed off.
"No, tell me, I'm curious!" He insisted while slightly nudging me with his shoulder.

The knot in my stomach tightened.
Jimin, please, no sudden movements.

"I was thinking about how well our clothes matched even though we didn't organise it ^^ it's pretty cool, right?" I said enthusiastically.

"... Well sort of... It was more of a lucky guess." I stared at him and raised my eyebrows in confusion.
"Well I mean I guessed you'd wear that dress since you only really have two dresses and this one is the nicer one of the two, plus you hadn't worn this one yet." He grinned.
"Wow... I can't tell if that's romantic, cute, or creepy." I teased.
It's actually quite nice knowing that he remembered what I wore, but also very unsettling because now I know he notices clothes and well I can't slack with my outfits ever.
"It's charming, thoughtful and romantic, that's what it is." He smirked.
I nudged him and laughed in response.

We walked and talked for what seemed like half an hour, it was nice- it was a weekday and the streets were fairly empty, it was dark, and the air was cool- but me? I was overheating.

We finally came to a halt once we had walked down a small side street, we stood in front of a little restaurant that had quite a dark and dim aesthetic.
"This is the place. See? It's empty." He stated, proud at his success of finding a quiet and isolated place for us to eat.
"To be honest, having dinner this late isn't really ideal... I mean..."
"I know I know, I'm sorry. We'll just order something small? The point is spending time together, I couldn't care less what we ate." He said in a sad tone.

"Well... Is the food any good?" I asked.
"I have no idea." He chuckled and walked me into the restaurant.

I don't quite remember what I ordered, nor did I care what I ordered. I was here for him, not for the cuisine.

We didn't talk about anything big or important. We just talked about anything and everything, and nothing. We spoke about the most pointless things ever but that was all that I wanted to do. To just enjoy his voice and his thoughts.
I think it's a special kind of bond when you can talk to someone about practically anything and still find it interesting.

While we were waiting for our food to arrive we were talking about ice cream, and how when it's too cold your tongue could go numb- and I told him about a book I read, in which the main character was a scientist that found ice cream flavours stupid because most of the time you wouldn't be able to differentiate between them because they made your tastebuds numb.

Our food arrived and I looked down at my plate- ah, yes it was something to do with chicken, that's what I had ordered.
I dug in, while trying to maintain a tidy image- I couldn't really attack the food in my usual 'beast-like' manner.

By the looks of it, Jimin was holding back too, he was eating notoriously slow.

He caught me staring at him eating.
"If you're wondering 'why the slow pace?'... Well it's mainly because I don't want to finish my food, because then that would mean our meal was over- meaning that we'd have to leave the restaurant. Meaning that tonight would be over... And I don't want tonight to be over." He softly smiled and took a sip of his glass of water.

We continued chatting as we ate- this time we were talking about our favourite childhood memories, I think mine were mostly the days I had spent with my family- going to Legoland, touring Topkapi palace.... Or just normal boring things like how my mum used to make these toasties or how she used to take me to the crafts store.

"She sounds lovely, I'd love to meet her." Jimin said, he sounded genuine.

His favourite childhood memories were about how he would ride his bike around the park, how he would take his little brother to the park and would play with him- he would push him on the swing set, or they would race eachother or play tag. He told me how he missed his mum's cooking and how she would sing him to sleep as a kid.

We finished our food, without a word, Jimin payed, and we left.
"Are we going back now? It's almost 11pm."
"Nope, we have one more stop!" He reached for my hand once more and began leading the way.
"Where are we going?" I asked, curious as I had no clue where we were or what direction we were headed.
"To fulfil my last wiiiiiish~" he sang.

Wait, what? What could he possibly be planning? Where is he taking me?
OMG WHAT ARE YOU PLANNING JIMIN???!

We walked for almost 15 minutes straight, he didn't say anything but there was an expression of satisfaction on his face.
"Jimin... Seriously, what are you planning? Tell meeeeee! You're making me even more nervous!" I joked.
"Good :)" he said, "It's strange but I like knowing that I still can make you nervous..."
"Why?" I nervously asked.

"Because you still make me nervous." He quietly confessed.

I refuse that I can do such a thing.

We finally came to a halt on a street with loads of stores, signs and tall buildings.
"We're hereeee" he was back to being cheery again.

He stood right infront of me and looked into my eyes, he placed s hand on each shoulder and leaned in, his eyes were practically searing into my soul and he was smirking-
"I, Park Jimin, Sena's favourite person, am using my wish right now, and I wish that you...would treat me out to ice-cream!" Now he was grinning.

"OMG JIMIN WAS IT NECESSARY TO DO THAT? I WAS FREAKING OUT. I THOUGHT YOU WERE GONNA-" I stopped myself.
"You thought what?"
"... Nothing... Let's go to the ice-cream place!" I tried to divert the topic.
"Sure, what ever you say babe." He smirked and turned towards the direction of the store.
"Ew please no, Don't say babe again." I pleaded while cringing.
"Relax relax... I was only joking, what would you prefer? Uhm how about 'Dear' or 'Love'?"
"Yeah, that sounds okay." I smiled and squeezed his hand.

"Okay, let's go get me some ice-cream, Love." He squeezed my hand back.

A/N HEY GUYS HELLO HI YEAH ITS LATE, AGAIN, BUT MY BLADDER IS OK BECAUSE WE'RE OUT OF BOTTLED WATER SO I HAVENT BEEN DRINKING WHILE WRITING.
IM SORRY I ALWAYS TAKE LONG.
MY EXAMS ADE ALMOST OVER, IM GOING TO UPDATE WEEKLY ONCE FHEY ARE.
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