Shiranda's POV

I wake up to Jimin not being in the bed with me. Is he still here? I'm pretty sure he would've left a note if he wasn't.

I get out the bed and throw on my robe, tying it. I go to the bathroom and brush my teeth and wash my face.

When I'm done, I walk into the kitchen, surprisingly finding Jimin in it, putting food on plates.

"Well what do we have here?" I playfully say, my fists on my hips. He looks up at me as he speaks. "Good morning, Naked Beauty." We peck each other's lips and he goes back to putting food on the plates. When he's done, he carries the plates to the table.

I sit down at the table in front of a plate. "Jimin....French toast, bacon, and eggs? Wow." I say as he puts OJ in two glasses. "I wanted to make you some breakfast before you go to work. You do go today, right?" "Oh...yeah." Shit, I forgot all about work. How could you think about anything else when you've had sex with Jimin the previous night?

He brings the glasses over and sits down at the table in front of the other plate. I take a bite of the French toast. My eyes roll as I speak. "Mmm, Jimin, this is so good."

"I'm glad you like it." He brightly smiles. "Chef Jimin in the hoooouuse." I say in a deeper voice as I raise the roof. He almost dies of laughter.

"So, Baby, how are you feeling?" He says before shoveling some food into his mouth and chewing. "Well," I gulp down some food. "I had the most amazing sex with the most amazing person in the world and that person made me an awesome breakfast, so I'm on cloud ten thousand right now." He chuckles into his hand. "I'm glad you're happy." He smiles. "You make me happy."

He snakes his hand across the table and holds mine in his. "Last night was really amazing." He says. "Yeah, nothing like pizza and make up sex to really loosen you up." He chuckles before speaking again.

"I'm serious, though," A small smile takes over his lips. "When I'm with you, I feel...I don't know, this spark. Especially when you give me the gift of being inside you. Then I feel electricity."

Him saying stuff like that just makes me wanna pounce across this table and attack with lovemaking. I have a plan.

"Mmmm, Jimin, we should finish eating." He raises a brow. "Ok." He says, more of a question.

When we finish eating, he does the dishes. I grab his hand and run. "Come on!" I say with a smile. "Wait, what?" When we get to my room, I push him inside my bathroom and close the door.

I excitedly strip off his clothes. I take off my robe, it sliding off my shoulders then down my arms before falling to the floor. "Woah." He says as his eyes go big. I turn the shower on and pull him in with me.

My arms wrap around his neck, pulling him close to me, kissing him, and his arms wrap around me, him gripping my ass. "I like you, Jimin." I breathe out. "I like you, too."

He scoops me up by my thighs and one of my hands go to his chest, my other arm wrapped around his shoulders, holding on tightly. He starts thrusting in and out of me as we continue to kiss passionately.

I moan before he encaptures my lips in his again. He holds me up by my ass and wraps his other arm around me, pulling me closer. His pace quickens, and a hand goes to his hair, tugging on it.

His head rests in the crook of my neck, and he plants soft kisses to my shoulder. "Jimin..." I moan breathlessly. "Shiranda..." He moans as breathlessly as me before planting another kiss to my shoulder.

He starts kissing my neck as he goes full speed. I move my head to the side, giving him more access to my neck. He nips and sucks on it, holding the skin between his teeth. My nails dig into his skin as I bite my lip. "So....tight." He moans. "Too....good." I moan.

I squirt all over him without warning, screaming my lungs out. He pulls out of me and cums, my legs wrapping around his torso as I squeeze him. "Oh, God...." I say, trying to catch my breath. He engulfs my lips with his. His face goes to my neck and he smirks into it.

......

I've just finished washing Jimin. He pushes me up against the glass doors with his body, taking his time to wash me, tracing over every curve of my body with sensuality. This is so familiar. My mind flashes back to when Jungkook and I had taken a shower together.

.....

"Jimin," Kiss. "I have to," Kiss. "Go to," Kiss. "Work." Kiss. He's all over me, kissing me and kissing on me. "Mmm, just one more." He pulls me close to him by my hips and tongues me down, my eyes getting big in surprise before closing. He pulls away. "Bye, Jimin." "Bye, Baby. I'll be here when you get back." "Ok." He pecks my lips before I walk out of the door.

.....

"You're almost late, Shiranda." Rick says. "Sorry, Boss." "Don't let it happen again." "Yes, sir." I get behind the counter.

When my break comes, Tracy, a fellow employee, walks up to me. "Looks like someone got some this morning. That thing on your neck looks fresh." "What thing?" "See for yourself." She hands me a portable mirror and I examine my neck. There's a purple "bruise" on it. I touch the hickey. Jimin, you little...

"Someone was having some kinky sex, I'm assuming?" I nervously laugh in response. "You know, Shiranda, I know we're just work friends, but I think we should hang out outside of work."

A/N

I imagine Tracy as Kyle from Hit the Floor.

"Um, sure. You seem like a cool girl." "Well alright, girl. Remember to have safe sex." She winks at me before walking out of the shop.

When I walk through the door of my home, Jimin is there as promised. "Hey, Baby. How was work?" "Um, sir, you have some explainin' to do." I say, pretending to be bothered.

"What did I do?" He smirks. "This," I tilt my head and point to my neck. "You did this." "I had to mark my territory." He saunters over to me and cradles me in his arms, kissing my neck. "Mmm, I think I'll let you slide this time." I smile.

We sit on the couch, me straddling his lap, my arms wrapped around his neck, in their usual spot, his hands on my hips.

We just stare into each other's eyes. His phone goes off, and he checks it. He puts his phone back in his pocket. "Baby, the boys and I are going to dinner at seven, we're eating lobster. I would love it if you come with me." "Come with you?" I say as my eyes grow big. "Yeah." "Like...with all of you, at one table?" "Yes."

Jimin's POV

She sounds worried, but why? Maybe it's because she's ARMY and she'd be meeting all of us, except Yoongi hyung, for the first time.

Shiranda's POV

"Look, I know it can be overwhelming to meet idols, but I think they'd all really like you. We're still people, you know that, so they'd make you really comfortable. And I'll pay for you."

Jimin sounds really hopeful, and I don't wanna be rude by declining the offer. "Uh, sure. Ok." I force a smile. "Yaaaaay." He cheerfully smiles as he hugs me. I make a worried face, then fix it before he pulls away.

When it's time to get ready, we take a shower and put on some different clothes. I'm rocking a black BTS shirt, ripped blue jean shorts, black fishnets, black combat boots, red lipstick, and a black leather jacket to top it all off.

"Wow, you look like a sexy biker girl." He nods his head and smiles in approval. "Thanks." I fluff my crinkled hair with my fingers.

We decided to sorta coordinate our outfits, so Jimin is sporting a black leather jacket, a red shirt, black leather pants, and black boots.

"And you look like the sexy biker that lets me ride his bike with him." We smile and peck each other's lips.

Jin's POV

Jimin said he was bringing someone to dinner tonight, and now I'm kinda curious to see who this girl is.

Shiranda's POV

We walk up to a table with eight chairs, six of them filled. This is it. "Hi, guys." "Hi, Jimin." Everyone says and waves. "This is Shiranda." Jimin says as he gestures to me. "Hi." I say as I smile and wave. "Hiiii." They smile and wave at the same time.

We sit down in the empty chairs, and that's when I see Yoongi staring me in the eyes. I look away and fiddle with my fingers.

Jin's POV

So this is our special guest? She's...beautiful. Instead of Worldwide Handsome, it's Worldwide Gorgeous.

J-Hope's POV

That's Shiranda? I swear, it took everything in me for my jaw not to drop. So, I actually did know her.... And the thing is, me, Jimin, AND Jungkook like her.

Suga's POV

She's here...with him. To say I'm jealous is an understatement. And what blows my mind is the fact that Jimin likes her, I like her, Taehyung fucking likes her, and Jungkook likes her. Who else fucking likes her? Fucking Namjoon? Or how about Jin hyung? Hmmm, what about Hoseok? How do we all like the same fucking girl?

Shiranda's POV

I feel like everyone's eyes are on me. I look back up again. My eyes make contact with Jungkook's. He winks at me and smiles. I give him a polite smile.

Hobi's looking at me, too, and Taehyung's smiling at me. Namjoon keeps glancing at me, trying not to make it noticeable, but failing miserably. Jin just doesn't care. He's blatantly staring at me with his lover boy smile.

"So, Shiranda, I am Namjoon-" "I'm sorry, I don't mean to interrupt, but I know exactly who you are. I'm ARMY, and that's exactly why I'm trying so hard to not pass out right now." He chuckles. "Oh, ok." "Yeah, Namjoon. You didn't see her shirt?" Yoongi says. "I, uh, try not to stare." Joonie replies. Right. I have boobs.

"So, Shiranda," Taehyung smirks. "What brings you here with our beloved friend, Jimin?" "Well, he invited me. I didn't want to impose, but he insisted," I stick my arms out, my palms upturned. "So, here I am." I smile. The boys laugh. Good. I'm making a good impression so far.

"Aahh, Jimin-ah, she's so cute. Is she your girlfriend?" Joonie says. Before Jimin can answer, the waiter comes to our table. The waiter takes all of our orders and walks away.

Jimin smiles. "No, she isn't, but she's awesome, so I definitely wouldn't mind it if she was." I blush and hide my smile. Jimin's hand creeps up to mine under the table and he intertwines our hands. A smile is brightly displayed on his face.

Just then, I feel something swipe my leg. I look at Taehyung, and he smiles, winking at me. I'm getting flustered, and I hope nobody caught that.

Jin speaks up. "So how long have you been ARMY?" My eyes avert to his lips, then RM's lips, then Jimin's before going back to Jin's face. Mmmmmm. The plump lip line. "Since high school." "Thanks for sticking with us so long. It means a lot."

And so the fangirling begins. "Oh, of course. You guys are amazingly talented. You don't just have one talent either. Like, you have hidden talents, too. You love what you do, it's not about money or fame and fortune. The amount of passion shows that. You truly love us. Only complete idiots aren't ARMY, and last time I checked, I have an IQ of 132. You guys work so hard, pour your blood, sweat and tears," I laugh a little. "Into everything you do. You guys actually have personalites, you're not afraid of being yourselves, and I personally feel like," I make hand gestures as I talk. "That's one of the main reasons we love you so much. And another thing is that you guys aren't just doing music. You're doing big things in the world. You guys are innovative, you actually stand for something. That's something I truly do respect. What people don't understand is that we're not just boy-crazed fangirls. We see you as people like us and we respect and admire you. We're not here for your looks, we're here for who you are as people and for your music that truly does speak to us," Everyone looks truly interested in what I'm saying, giving me their full and undivided attention.

"Your music always cheers me up when I'm having a bad day or when I'm feeling down, especially when I can relate so much to it. You guys are truly empowering, especially with the Love Yourself albums. The fact that you want us to love ourselves, it's an amazing message. "Epiphany" makes me cry every time I hear it. The fact that Jin realizes he should love himself, paired with his angelic voice, it's just flat-out beautiful. I just really wish people would give you and K-Pop in general a chance. People are so ignorant and have preconceived notions about it, and it's so dumb because they're truly missing out on something so great. They always talk about the language barrier, but I feel like that's no excuse. You can literally always look up the lyrics. Plus, they listen to Hispanic music and still can't understand it, but as soon as someone says "Korean", everyone seems to have a problem. You guys and K-Pop in general truly do change lives, and there's people out there that will never experience it. And I hate when I tell people that you guys are taking over the world, and they're like, "How if I've never heard of them?" You've never heard of them because you live under a fudging rock like Patrick Star, and he's stupid, so that says a lot. I just wish people wouldn't criticize something I'm extremely passionate about without trying it. And the whitewashers can go screw themselves. Every time they try to whitewash you guys, I'm like," I put my hand over my chest. ""Excuse me. My babies are tan and tasty, not pale and pasty". They just really can't accept that. I definitely hate when people say y'all look like girls. Like, Yoongi's disgusted face, are you blind? Just because you have incredibly gorgeous faces, does NOT mean you look like girls. And all the Antis can kick rocks, too. They're all stupid, and either way, you guys are gonna shine, so I ain't worried 'bout it. Period." I make a 'drop the mic' hand gesture.

All of the boys start clapping, smiles on their faces, cheering. "I like her. She's an intellectual." Namjoon says while clapping.

"Yeeeahh. Woo!" Hobi cheers while clapping.

When everyone stops clapping, Suga speaks up. "Everything you said means so much to us. We're glad that you see things that way, because we see it that way, too."

"Yeah, totally. It's astonishing to see things from an ARMY's perspective first-hand. The amount of passion you had when you spoke truly shows that you meant what you said. You know that we've worked from the ground up and came from humble beginnings. We really aprreciate that." Namjoon says.

"And that's another thing. You're all so humble. You acknowledge that you wouldn't be where you are today without us. We appreciate being acknowledged, we appreciate the love that you give us. I mean no disrespect, but most western artists don't do that. Some of them don't even really show their fans love. Ariana Grande told her fans that she wished they would die. Don't kill me here, but Justin Bieber spit on his fans. You guys treat us with love and never want to hurt us, and for that, we are grateful."

Jin's POV

I think I fell in love since the moment she started talking.

Shiranda's POV

RM starts talking. "We're really grateful that you feel like we show you guys love. That's all we ever want to do. We never want to feel like we've let you guys down."

"Trust me, you haven't, and you never could. There's one thing that irks my soul, though. I hate when people just assume you're Chinese or Japanese. Like, yeah, sure, it's Kapanese Pop. That's what the "K" stands for." Everyone chuckles.

"Right? Like when I went to that restaurant and the dude said, "Arigatou". Like, that's Japanese. I'm Korean." He squints his eyes. "Oh my God, I saw that and I got so heated. Like, how are you just gonna assume someone's race like that? That's like saying I'm Jamaican just because I'm black." "Preach, sister." Hobi says as he claps.

"You know what really grinds my gears? When people say all Koreans, or Asians in general, look the same. Like, get out of my face. Leave. The door." I say.

"You've been so relatable this whole time." Taehyung says and claps.

"And why is everyone hating on Asians? I freaking love Asians. Where people come from does not matter to me at aaaaaall. I'm all about diversity. The color of your skin or your nationality doesn't matter. We're all the same on the inside. It's ironic, though. Most of our stuff COMES FROM ASIA. Aish, it's so stupid." I roll my eyes.

Jungkook turns his head to Namjoon. "Can we keep her?" Everyone laughs in response.

"You definitely have to hang out with us more." Jin says.

"I agree." Joon says.

"Well, if you guys don't mind, why not?" I smile. Everyone cheers and claps.

When our food and drinks come out, we talk and joke as we eat. We laugh at Suga's facial expression as he tries to crack open the lobster. V imitates him, making me crack up.

.....

"See, Baby? They loved you." Jimin says. We're cuddled up in my bed. "Yeah, I guess we can say the night was a success." I smile. "Of course it was. It's you,"

He kisses the top of my head. "All you had to do was be yourself, and you did. You were all freaked out for nothing." That's not why I was freaking out, but ok.

"So, does this mean I'll be seeing the Bangtan Boys more often?" "Yep." He smiles.

I start yawning. "Ready to go to sleep?" He asks. I yawn again. All that ranting made me sleepy. "I'll take that as a yes." He chuckles. We lay down under the covers, my body curled up next to his, my head on his chest, his arm around me. I close my eyes and he pecks my forehead before doing the same. And with that, we drift off to sleep.