Shiranda's POV

   "Shiranda....do you want to go on a real date tomorrow?"  He looks into my eyes with hopeful ones.  "I'd love to."  I smile.

RM's POV

Before I can stop the words, they tumble out of my mouth.  "Shiranda....do you want to go on a real date tomorrow?"  "I'd love to."  She smiles, making me smile.

What the hell?  Why am I smiling?  Why do I want this?  Why do I get butterflies in my stomach when I look at her, and vice versa?

She initiates a kiss, and without my control, I kiss her back.  Passionately. 

Why am I kissing her?

She pulls away.  "Mmm, Joonie, I love your lips."  A boyish smile takes over my face, and there's nothing I can do about it.  It's like I'm not even in my own body, watching everything happen like a movie.

"Come on."  She says as she stands up and holds her hand out with the intention to hold my hand.  I look at it then take it, looking up at her with a smile.

Why am I holding her hand?

We start walking.  To where, I don't know where.  "Oooof, Joonie, I've had my eye on you for a long time." 

"Really?"  I say, a shocked tone in my voice.  "Oh yeah."  She says, nodding, giving her words a 'most definitely' tone.

"Why?"  I question.  I genuinely want to know.  "You're so sexy to me.  To me, your intelligence is the sexiest thing about you.  An IQ of 148?  To me, that looks as good as a steak,"  Her words make me smile, blush, and hide my face.

"You're extremely goofy, which is so attractive because I'm like, the goofiest person I know, besides you guys, but you can also be serious when you need to be.  You take care of things and get them done.  And your take charge attitude makes me wanna rip your clothes off right now."

"Wow, I never knew I could be so appealing."  I'm loving everything she's saying.  "Of course you are.  You're really good at music, you can dance, you're sweet and caring, you have really funny facial expressions.  Especially when you're so done,"  She laughs.  I laugh as well.

"You're a living, walking meme, and who doesn't love memes?"  "True.  Memes are awesome.  Very humorous."

When we stop walking, our feet park in front of a picnic table.  "Sit down."  She orders.  I do as she says, staring up at her.

"You may be the leader of BTS,"  She smirks.  "But I'm gonna lead you."

She straddles my lap and starts kissing me, my lips moving with hers.  She takes my hands and moves them to her breasts, our tongues getting involved.  Oh my God, I'm making out with her.

One part of my mind is like, "Stop it, Namjoon!"  Then the other part is like, "No.  Keep going."  It's like having an angel on one shoulder, telling you that you shouldn't be doing something, and the devil on the other, saying, "Come on, you know you want to."

She starts grinding on me as I feel my erection come into play.  Oh my God, this feels good.

She moves our hands down her sides, to her hips, then down to her ass.  Her arms wrap around my neck, leaving my hands on her ass.

"Grab it."  She says before returning to my lips.  I immediately squeeze her ass, causing a moan to escape, entrapped in my mouth.

Her sexiness causes me to groan before moving my lips to her neck, sucking on it.  The sane part of my mind screams, "What the hell are you doing?!  Are you crazy?"

Moans fall from her lips, and she tilts her head, giving me more room to do things on her neck.

I run my tongue along it, making her hands go to my hair and grip it.  I nibble on her neck, holding the skin between my teeth.  "Fuck, Namjoon..."  She sexily moans.  Mmm, I like it when she moans my name.

My lips go to her ear, tugging on the lobe, breathing onto her ear by my nose.  "Oh my God."  She moans as her breath hitches, goosebumps forming on her skin.

I pull her close to me and kiss her lips.  I pull away.  "I'll pick you up tomorrow.  Wear something cute."  I smile.