[A/N] Hey guys! Sorry for not updating so soon! Hope you enjoy the chapter!
I wanted to just put this here, I did it a few days ago and aahdidjwje I actually love the colour scheme and aesthetic soooooo much!

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When I woke up, we were landing soon, I looked beside me to find Minjun, still hunched over her book- she was on the last couple pages now.

I took in a deep breath and stretched out my limbs- you know, as best as I could in the tiny spaces we're given.

Honestly. How do they expect you to crouch forward in case of an emergency when your legs alone barely fit?

After glancing over at Jimin- who was still peacefully asleep, a rush of disappointment came over me.
Wasn't he beside me?
Keeping me warm?

Followed by a smooth landing, the speakers were turned on, "This is your captain speaking, we've successfully landed in London, the time is 6.15pm, the temperature is 16 degrees Celsius. Please remain seated until the fasten seat belts light turns of. Thank you for flying with us, have a wonderful evening."

I watched Jimin as I waited for him to wake up, come on buddy, it was time to wake up.

The view outside the window was always spectacular arriving in London during the evening. It was always just darkness, being illuminated by what seemed like thousands of fireflies, all the homes, streetlamps, shops and cars, all creating little dots of light.

The air was so cold, the contrast in the temperature made me shiver. I guess I hadn't noticed it get that cold when I was sleeping.
I looked at Jimin, he was awake now, and he too was shivering and yawning. He kept eyeing the 'fasten seatbelts' sign, anxiously waiting to get up.

We went through passport security, collected our luggage and hired a couple taxis.

"Sooooooo?" Jimin lazily said as we waited to enter the taxi.

"What?" I responded in an exhausted tone, sleeping during the flight did me no good.

He laughed, looked down and nodded before speaking, "Are you excited to be back?"

With a sudden rush of excitement, my eyes widened, "Yes yes yes yes yeeesssssss! I haven't been here in so long!"

"Oh good, I'm glad you are... Are we going to get to see your home?" He said, the second part much quieter.

"As much as I miss my room, I don't even think we'll have the time to go anywhere near my town..." I said frowning.

"Why do you want to go?" I added.

"No reason. I mean, I'm just really curious." He nervously replied.

"OH YOU WANTED TO SEE WHERE THE MAGIC HAPPENS HAHAHA" I burst out laughing obnoxiously.
I looked at Jimin, only to find that he seemed extremely concerned and somewhat embarrassed.
"Sena... What magic? WHAT MAGIC HAS BEEN HAPPENING IN YOUR ROOM SENA?" He asked in a panic, flailing his arms around.

"Nothing! Nothing! I'm joking I'm joking. Not like that" I fired back.

"Okay good good." He slowly said before shimmying into the taxi.

It was 7.23pm when we arrived at our hotel, the hotel we booked was a little west of central London, so that the drive to the venue would be short.
The hotel had warm lighting and the whole aesthetic focuses on golden and brown tones, the lobby looked like Hot chocolate on a cold winter evening.
It was so cosy and so inviting, but somehow it still had an expensive atmosphere.

This beautiful hotel was definitely an upgrade from the last.
I made a nice deal with the manager, and somehow managed to get 7 single rooms for the price of 3 doubles, so that the boys could all have a room each. The staff are mainly sharing rooms though, only the manager gets his own room.

I was with my dear Minjun eonnie again!

Amidst the commotion of settling into our own rooms, Jimin had managed to discreetly give me a goodnight smile and nod without anyone seeing.

Well, Minjun saw.

We entered our room, I shut the door behind me before awkwardly shuffling my luggage along the corridor.

"Owah. This is nice!" Minjun exclaimed, violently throwing herself onto one of the double beds; naturally bouncing on the mattress numerous times from the momentum of her jump.

"How nice!" She added after a squeal.

I smiled at her, "It is."

More than anything, the beds were the best. Forget everything else. The beds were enormous, the mattresses were just right- not too stiff, a little bouncy, and soft enough to provide comfort but not enough to make you think you're sinking.

Minjun rolled over to draw shut the light beige curtains, then she hurried over to the door and locked it.

She plopped herself on my bed and sat cross-legged beside me; I was laying on my back, enjoying the ceiling.

She threw her head back and started giggling.

"What is it?" I nervously asked, lightly laughing at how ridiculous she seemed.

"Well..." -She paused.
Our eyes met as I waited for her to continue,
"DID YOU SEE THE WAY HE LOOKED AT YOU OMG OMG YAS GIRL." She squealed as she bounced up and down on my mattress.

"What?!" I responded, a little frightened by her energy.

She leaned in towards me and whispered, "Jiiiiiimiiiiiiin!"

I rolled my eyes at her.

She intensely stared at me, waiting for me to respond.

Following the awkward moment of silence, I finally gave in. "OKAY OKAY I LITERALLY FELT MY WHOLE BEING MELT. HOW DARE HE." I groaned as I punched then tightly hugged one of the 13 pillows on my bed.

"I feel so bad for you! Your heart can only take so much! Honestly, that night at the hotel you were such a wreck after seeing him, and-and just now too. Imagine what would happen if he kissed you!" She squealed again.

I felt my face burn up, "HAHAH. Shut upppp." I said before launching a pillow at her face.

"Hey! Just saying... It's bound to happen at some point, better prepare yourself." Minjun responded in a much calmer and serious tone.

She hopped onto her side of the room and grabbed a clear bag with all of her toiletries in it.

"I think I'll sleep, I was going to order food but, I'm really not hungry. I mean I'm always hungry but I have no appetite." She shuffled to the bathroom.

Ugh thanks for the 'food for thought' Minjun!

It wasn't too late, so I wasn't shocked or worried when I got a text message.

Namjoon: How was the flight?

Sena: It was good, I slept through most of it. What about you?

Namjoon: It was kind of boring but good I guess, apart from the dreadful food. Did you sleep comfortably? I mean you were cuddling Jimin for the whole flight...

Sena: What? Wait? What?

Namjoon: I saw you two

Sena: No, wait I thought that it was a dream, when I actually woke up he wasn't there! TT^TT

Instantly I regretted typing 'TT^TT"

Namjoon: Well, it wasn't a dream. Be careful yeah? What if the manager saw you two?

I tried to think of a response.

Namjoon: So... When were you planning to tell us about you two?

I took a deep breath, I really didn't want him to take it personally.

Sena: Look, It's not Jimin's fault, we were going to tell you guys after the tour, I didn't want to mess up anyone's focus, I'm sorry.

Namjoon: Don't worry about it. It was obvious anyway :)) Sleep well (might be difficult without Jiminnie to cuddle tho lolololol)

Sena: *Rolls eyes* Night Namjoon.

I was smiling, it wasn't a dream, I was happy it wasn't a dream.

It was real.

But then I started sobbing, I was overwhelmed, I just didn't know how to cope. I tried to muffle my sobbing into my pillow.

I have to say it was one of the most difficult nights of my life- the mental image of us snuggled up together on the plane, and the image of Jimin's soft and plump lips really didn't escape my mind, and nor did the feeling of adrenaline really ever leave my body.

Sleep wasn't an option, my brain just wouldn't shut up.

Thank you, Minjun and Namjoon.

When I woke up- correction 'got up', I had to get ready and leave for the venue. I- lucky me- got to be at the venue first! You know, at 9am.
Which I know it isn't that early, but I was exhausted as is. The venue I had booked was the Hammersmith Apollo, it wasn't HUGE but for Bangtan's first ever British concert? Well, I'd say it was a reasonable size, they sold out, so I guess a bigger venue may have worked too but too late now.

As soon as I arrived I had noticed that over 100 fans were already queuing up- sitting on the floor with blankets and scarves; trying to combat the chilly British weather this time of year.
They were adorable. I was sure that I would do the same if I were in their shoes.

I had to talk to the owner, the venue staff, the body guards, and I had to check that their room was ready, that the stage crew had tested and checked all of the equipment. I was supposed to voice any concerns, using my amazing skill called "Speaking English" which is super effective apparently.

Everything looked amazing, all the posters, the merchandise stand, the little gift sets we had prepared- stickers, a random poster each, heat packets to keep the fans warm in the queue and a keyring each.

Around 1pm, the boys started arriving.
And the fans started screaming.
I helped walk them to their dressing room, as I led everyone, I swear I could feel Jimin right behind me, with every step.
Wow, who knew? I didn't even need to see him for him to make me so anxious.

They got dressed, dropped off all of their things and headed for a dress rehearsal. Immediately, as the music started playing, we could faintly hear some of the fans scream all the way from the queue.

Growing up in the UK, I was well aware that the concert was going to be very, uhm, how should I put this?
Violent? No...
Lively? Somewhat.
I knew it was going to be insane, here, concerts aren't taken lightly at all- the only orderly and peaceful thing about British fans is how well we queue up.

And I was absolutely right, the concert had so much energy. It was nothing like any of their other concerts, the cheering was almost eardrum-bursting, throughout the concert I watched all 7 of them smile. They were smiling because they could hear the fans so vividly, even through their earpieces.

Even now, it's like the concert still echoes in me, the fans at the concert were so into it, so enveloped in the music. It was absolutely understandable, after years and years of watching from afar- having them on the other side of the Earth, having tours announced and never having your country on the list.
Finally, this was it, they lived it.
The tears, oh god the tears. Everyone was crying, it was so powerfully overwhelming.

Even after giving it their all, after singing and dancing for so long, Bangtan were still up there, smiling and laughing, performing acts of cuteness and crouching down towards the fans- it's like they were feeding off of the fans and they were at their peak.

Never had I seen them like that.

And I was so happy I got to see it first hand.

"WOW ENGLAND? WHAT IS ALL THIS ENERGY?? THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR WELCOMING US!" Hoseok screamed into his mic, and the fans screamed back.

Call and response, fellas.

"I really hope we can come back to England again, thank you so much for loving us!" Jimin yelled in his cute little accent.

He has such a great accent when he speaks English, it's not cringey or cute, damn it's hot (mostly).

After an encore of Miss right and a long farewell, the 7 dashing boys walked off the stage.
And tears of happiness became tears of sadness too, it was the best day of most of the fans' lives- which was great, but it was ending- which was a horrible feeling no doubt.

Post-concert depression, it's a real thing.

We arrived back at our hotel, the boys still hyper- ready to shower and feast on room service.

I plopped myself on the cotton candy pink sofa in my room and exhaled deeply.

"Wow." Minjun said in a disappointed tone.

"What?" I groaned as I snapped my head in her direction.

"You look like shit." She stated as she launched a pillow at me.

After being hit in the face, I responded with "What's new?"

I mean I permanently look like shit, that's just my face Hun hahaha.

"Did you not sleep at ALL last night?"
I shook my head side to side and sunk further into the sofa.

"Why?" She asked as she continued getting dressed.

"Well, for starters, my brain wouldn't shut up and give me a moment of peace and my body was burning up all night- I also could practically feel my pulse all over my body and hear my heartbeat loud and clear." I complained.

"Crikey..." Was all she said.

"WHAT WAS THAT?" I burst out laughing.

"I'm learning the British slang innit blad?" Then she burst out laughing too, thank god she didn't seem serious.

She rummaged through her bag for a moment, "Crap I forgot my hairdryer with Minah." She said as she got up and headed towards the door.

"I'll be back soon. Don't go in the shower, I'm going to need to shower first."

"You can use my hair dryer, you know!" I yelled in her general direction.

"No offence, but mine is better." The door slammed shut.

I took out my phone and started checking all my social media, scrolling through Twitter, reading all the comments under the #BTSlondon tag, it made me so happy to see everyone so happy.

Fortunately, I also stumbled upon numerous high quality photos from the concert- high quality and beautiful and amazing and breathtaking and so ethereal they should've been illegal.
TY fans.

I got up and went to wash my face, upon seeing my horrific reflection, I truly understood what Minjun was saying about how shit I looked today.
I didn't feel too tired, I guess the fans had given me energy too, but slowly and surely the exhaustion was creeping in.

There was a light knock on the door,
"Minjun it's unlocked just come in, I'm in the bathroom!" I yelled.

I heard the door upon and shut, "You know you were taking so freaking long I almost stripped and jumped in the shower before you." I complained as I wiped my hands.

I eventually noticed smell of soap wafting through the air,
"Oh is that so?" A male voice answered.

I turned to find Jimin leaning on the bathroom door's frame, arms crossed.
His hair wet, making his it look darker, making his fringe sit lower than usual.

My eyes widened.
Fuck fuckedy shit.

"Jimin..." I managed to say.

Wow I was really great at embarrassing myself.

He smirked, "Don't let me stop you sweetie"

WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK.

I painfully grinned at him and slammed the bathroom door shut in his face.
"I was kidding!" He shouted as he banged on the door.

I paced back and forth, "deep breaths, deep breaths. Maybe he'll leave?" I whispered to myself.

"You do realise I can hear you..."

"Shit."

"Language." He scolded.

I smacked myself in the face to stop from hyperventilating and opened the door with a forced grin on my face.

"Heyyyyy, Jimin! What brings you here in the middle of the night?" I asked as I barely squeezed pass him.

"It's 10pm, Sena." He said as he sat on the sofa.

"Oh? Didn't notice!" My eyes wandered on him, his hair, his glowing skin, his arms, his clothes, his neck, his lips, the look in his eyes.

"Hey chill! I was kidding." He innocently smiled.

I sighed, "Yeah I know, it's just, I'm not really at my best today." I laughed.

"Well if this is you not on your best, then your best must be amazing." He complimented with a proud grin on his face.

"Wow, you're really good at lying." I sat beside him on the sofa.

"I actually am." He smirked, "but I'm not lying."

I punched him in the arm. "OW WHY?"
"I thought it would knock some sense into you." I burst out laughing.

"How was your day?" He asked as he put his arm around my shoulders, igniting a tingly feeling down my spine.

Almost. Almost, I almost slithered out from beneath his arm as a reflex to the feeling.

"Good, I'm tired though, how was your day? How did you find the concert?"

Immediately there it was, that bright smile, "It was great! It was such a lively crowd, I could feel their love for us through the cheers."

"Well, you deserve the love." I said as I bopped his nose with my index finger.

Jimin cleared his throat,"So, I came to ask you something." He said in a much more serious tone.

"Well, you're-" he paused.
"-I mean- I- well, what I'm trying to say is- well, I think I want to, well I know I want to, I think what I'm trying to- basically, what I'm-"

"Spit it out, Jimin!" I yelled in a jokey tone.

"I'm trying to! Give me a second!" He said before taking a breath in.

"Sure, take you time."

He stood up and paced around the room a little, I got up and followed him.

"Okay." He mumbled.

Then, he walked towards towards me, making it so that I had him in front of me and a cold wall behind me.

"Okay here goes," he took another deep breath.

"Jimin you're acting so strange it's mak-"

"Can I kiss you?" He blurted out.

I froze. Everything froze.
The glare in his eye, the way he was looking at me, it all froze.

I just couldn't get myself to respond.
My brain stopped.
Did I want to kiss him? Probably.

Definitely.

Did I have it in me to? Was I brave enough too? Probably not.

"Sena? Can I?" He asked again, lowering his head a little to look me in the eye.

I squeezed my eyes shut and nodded.

Don't get me wrong, I wasn't squeezing my eyes shut because that's what people do when they kiss, but because the scene was so intense- I just couldn't bear to watch it, even if I was the main character.

My heart, was beating so fast, it felt like it was no longer in my chest.
I scrunched my toes against the wooden floor, in hopes to ease my nerves.

I felt him place his soft, warm and gentle hands on either side of my face.

This was it.

Shit shit.

I held my breath, this was really it.
I guess there has to be a first time for everything right?

I felt him pull closer.

"SENAAAA!!!!" A voice interrupted.
A loud and persistent knock followed.

Jimin sighed, then he pulled away.

[A/N]

OMG IM SORRY BUT NOT THAT MUCH KINDA SORT OF PLS DNT KILL ME

ILY GUYS PLEASE DONT HATE ME

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