I got off of work two hours ago.  It's really hot today, and I'm bored, so I get ready and go to the pool. 

I put my stuff down by an empty lawn chair.  I sit on the edge of the pool, my feet in the water.  I rest my hands on the ground, tilting my head back, my eyes closed, letting the sun hit my face. 

I open my eyes after a few seconds and look around, noticing a pair of beautifully shaped eyes latched onto me.  The person looks away, and I swear I'm about to flip. 
The person gets out of the pool and starts walking.  The brown-haired man is wearing a shirt with red and white stripes, paired with white and black trunks. 

He looks me over with a smile, admiring me in my pink bikini.  Soon, he's in my presence.  "Mind if I sit next to you?"  He says with a bright, white smile.  Wow, he really is absolute sunshine. 

"No, not at all."  I'm trying to keep my calm, but I swear it's taking everything in me not to scream. 

He sits down next to me, his hands resting on either side of him, looking at me with a smile.  I swear I can't take my eyes off of him. 

I've noticed that his shirt is clinging onto him, outlining his abs perfectly.  We're looking each other in the eyes. 

"Hi, I'm Jung Hoseok, but you can call me-"  "J-Hope, from BTS."  I cut him off with a smile.  He smiles.  "So you know who I am?"  "Yes.  You and six other amazingly talented, gorgeous men." 

"ARMY, I see."  "Very much so.  You have no clue how much I'm holding back right now."  I say calmly with a smile.  "It's ok."  He chuckles. 

I don't really know what to say.  He's just so...mesmerizing.  "What brings such a beautiful lady like you to the pool?"  He says.  His smile is infectious. 

"Oh, you know, it's a hot day and I enjoy the water."  "Hey, you wanna play Marco Polo?"  He says energetically.  "Sure!"  I smile. 

What's with BTS and all the baby boy culture?  It's making me UWU too much.  "You're it!"  We get in the pool and I close my eyes. 

"Marco."  I say, my hands outstretched, feeling around.  "Polo."  I hear his unique voice.  I try to go towards it.  "Marco."  "Polo." 

His voice comes from a different direction.  He must've moved.  I must've been close.  I keep moving and feel around.  I end up feeling the edge of the pool. 

I move away from it.  "Marco."  "Pooooloo."  His voice is close to me.  I swiftly move to grab him, and end up empty-handed.  He got me. 

I continue to move and feel the air.  "Marco."  "Polo."  His soft voice lingers in my ear.  I turn around and grab him, opening my eyes.  He's cornered me. 

His eyes are burning through mine, a smile plastered on his face.  I'm at a loss for words, getting lost in his beauty.  The beautiful soul lifts my hand in his and intertwines them.  He plants a sweet kiss to my forehead, a smile evident on his face.

J-Hope's POV

I never expected to see such a gorgeous woman at the pool today.  When I saw her, I was instantly taken by her.  She looked like a model as the sun bounced off her face.  She looked like a curvaceous angel.  I just knew that I had to make my way over to her.

Shiranda's POV

"Wanna get ice cream?"  He says, his smile never leaving his face.  I nod my head, a dopey smile taking over myself. 

.....

J-Hope ordered a chocolate ice cream cone and I ordered cookies 'n cream. 

"So what kind of stuff do you like to do?"  He asks me then takes a lick of his ice cream.  Hmmmm, I wonder what other things he can do with his tongue..... 

"Hello?"  He says with a smile.  I jump, blinking rapidly.  "Huh?  Oh, uh, I like to listen to music, sing, dance, read, and just have fun." 

"Oooohh, I love dancing."  He says, smiling, his eyes creasing."  "You're so dope at it.  Seriously, you're amazing."  "Oooh, thank you."  He blushes shyly and does aegyo.  Oh my God.  He's too fucking cute. 

I smile at how adorable he is.  "What kind of music do you listen to?"  "K-Pop and literally nothing else,"  I chuckle.  "I have a huge portion of strictly BTS songs on my phone.  I also listen you guys' solo songs.  I absolutely adore Hope World, by the way." 

He smiles greatly.  "Aaaw, thank you.  I work so hard, and I love my music.  I wish to make my fans happy with it.  I appreciate ARMY and any supporter of me and my music.  We wouldn't be where we are today without ARMY." 

"I know.  You guys are so humble,"  I say, fanning myself frantically, fangirling.  "Y'all definitely don't disappoint.  You guys are so amazing and I just- I just- uuuhhh."  I say with a facial expression that looks like I'm about to cry. 

"Are you ok?  I don't want you to be upset."  He looks genuinely concerned.  "I'm fine, it's just overwhelming how awesome you guys are and I'm a huge fangirl and I just UWU constantly because of you guys.  I can't express how much I love you guys or how intense the feeling you give me is." 

I put my hand over my nose and mouth.  I'm g-shit about to cry.  "Aw, it's ok."  He gets up and comes to the other side of the table and hugs me warmly. 

Tears start to slowly roll down my cheeks.  "We purple you."  J-Hope says.  I can hear the smile in his words.  "I freaking purple you guys, too.  So much."  He lets me go and wipes away my tears with his thumbs.