Suga's POV

   I get out a pen and a sheet of paper with lyrics on it.  I've been writing a song about Shiranda.  It's weird because I've never wrote a song for a specific girl before.  I don't know, maybe I'll perform it at K-Club when it's finished, if she's there.

Here's what I have so far:

Baby Girl, you're beautiful
You're lyrical
You rock my world
Your style, your smile
One of a kind
Like you girl

Your personality's dope
You'll give me a chance, I hope
When you're with me, I never want you to go
I really like you
I just want you to know

I think of some more lyrics and write them down.

You're afraid of roller coasters
But you take me on one
With your smile so bright
Shinin' like the sun
And you know I don't show emotion
But Baby thinkin' bout you makes me smile a ton

I can't decide if I should write a chorus.  Oh well, we'll just have to see what happens.

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Jimin's POV

I shoot Shiranda a text.

Me: hey baby are you home yet?

Baby Girl💗💗: yeah ive been off work for like 20 minutes

Me: can I come over?

Baby Girl💗💗: of course you can 😊

......

I use the spare key she gave me to open the door.  "Hey, Jimin."  She says after running over to me and giving me a kiss.  "Hey, Baby."  I smile.

We sit on the couch, my arms on the back of it.  "What do you wanna do, oppa?"  "Honestly, can we just sit here and cuddle?  No TV.  Just you and me." 

"I was hoping you'd say that."  She smiles.  I wrap my arms around her as she snuggles close to me, her arms wrapped around me, her head on my chest.

"What do you want me to do with the spare you gave me?"  "Keep it."  I smile at her answer.  Good.  I didn't want to give it back, anyway.

"How's your day been, Jimin?"  "It's been fine.  I've been missing you like crazy.  How's Chimmy been?"  I smile.  "He's been good.  He sleeps in my arms every night."  She chuckles. 

"He's lucky.  And the photocard?"  "It's on my mirror, so every time I look in it, I see you."  I plant a kiss on the top of her head.  "I like the sound of that."

"Jimin, can I ask you something?"  "Sure, Baby.  What is it?"  "Why do you come over all the time, call me pet names, kiss all on me, and take me out?  I'm definitely not complaining, it's just that, most guys wouldn't do that.  It's way different than anything I've ever been shown."  I smile as I answer.  "Oh, Baby, I'm not most guys.  You make me want to do all those things.  Plus, I want to show you how things would be if you were mine."

"Really?"  I can hear the smile in her voice.  "Really."  I smile down at her.  "So, how else would it be if I was yours?"  I start running my index finger up and down her arm.  "If you'd want to work, it would be your choice, but I prefer you not to, because I want to take care of you, you wouldn't need anything.  We'd have date nights.  I'd cook for you.  I'd buy you gifts, just to see you smile.  We'd have a goodbye kiss in the morning before I leave for work.  We'd sit and talk about our day at the dinner table as we eat.  I'd give you massages.  I'd stroke your hair until you'd fall asleep.  And as far as lovemaking goes, we'd do it everyday, for hours on end."

"Jimin?"  "Yeah, Baby?"  I say with a curious tone.  "I like the sound of that."