Shiranda's POV

"Hey, Baby." I hear Jimin's voice at my door. "Jimiiiiiin!" I say as I run to him and jump, my arms and legs latching onto him.

He wraps his arms around me as I plant kisses all over his plump cheeks as he laughs. "Seems like you're a koala, too, Baby." He jokes with a smile.

"We're two koalas in a eucalyptus tree, K I S S I N G." He chuckles at me before kissing my lips.

"You know, Baby, since I missed you sooo much, I wanted to take you on a picnic date. Everything's already in the car."

"Uuuuuggghhh, that means you'll have to put me down to get dressed, but I don't want you to."

"Trust me, Baby," He smiles. "There'll be plenty of time for me to pick you up and do you just right."

I smile and we kiss passionately before he puts me down.

"Do anything interesting while we were busy?" He questions. "Uuum, no, not really." "Really? Didn't do anything with a girl?" He smirks.

"Oh my God, Namjoon told you?!" "Yep." He chuckles. "Wait, you're not mad?" I question, a brow raised. "No. Why would I be?" He smiles.

But if....

Ok....

What?

"Now go get dressed." He says, patting me on my ass. As I start heading to my room, he sits on the couch and turns on the TV.

I pick out a yellow sun dress and yellow flats. I throw on the dress, apply lotion to my legs and feet, then wait a little before putting on my shoes.

I go back in the living room. "Jimin, I'm ready." He looks at me and smiles.  "Baby, you look beautiful."  "Thanks, Jimin."

He turns off the TV, and we head out of the door.

Sitting in the car now, I ask Jimin if I can play my music.  "Of course, Baby."  He smiles.

Jimin's POV

"You don't mind if I sing, do you?"  She questions, scenery passing by.  "Definitely not.  I love hearing you sing."  I smile brightly.

Her thumb scrolls her screen then taps, and "Stigma" starts playing.

I watch her as the intro plays, my eyes alternating between the road and her.

She starts singing, sounding pretty good.

She sings the part leading to the chorus, and I'm instantly taken by her voice.

She sings the chorus, her eyes closed, really feeling it.

Singing the part after the chorus, she makes hand gestures, and it becomes one of my favorite parts of the song.

Singing the chorus again, she smiles.

I turn the music down a little, so I can really hear her.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, my brother...."

She sings the Korean part.

"Are you calling me a sinner?"

She says, and I have to say, it was quite sexy when she said it.

She continues, taking me away with her ability to hit the notes.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, my sister..."

She continues in Korean.

"So cryyyyyyy...."

I look at her, and she starts hitting the big high note, making my lips part.

Her eyes squeezed, hand over her heart, full of passion.

After hitting that note, she hits the other high notes.

People really need to hear this girl.

My eyes go back to the road, my face still astonished.  She continues the song until it finishes.

"So, how was that?"  She questions, her brow raised with a smile.  "That was...that was wow."  I say breathily.

""Wow" as in, like, good, or "wow" as in, like, bad?"  ""Wow" as in like that was freakin' amazing!  I knew you could sing, but damn!"

She smiles widely.  "That means so much coming from you.  Thanks, Jimin."  "You're welcome.  People really need to hear you.  You have a beautiful voice, and you have the skill to hit notes like that.  We have to get you in the studio, ASAP."

After more driving, we park in front of the park.  We get out, and I carry the basket as she carries the blanket.

We pick a spot in the grass and she lays the blanket down.  We sit down and start setting up the food.  I start pulling out the wine glasses and the wine.

"Wine?"  She questions with a brow raised.  "Yeah."  "Day drinking?  Is that, like, legal?"  I slightly laugh.  "We're on a date, so yeah."

"Jimin, I swore to myself that I would never drink again."  "Really?  Why?"  "Because of,"  Her eyes move side to side.  "You know."

"Oooooohh,"  I say, lifting my head, catching on.  "Well, it's only a little.  Nothing bad or scandalous will happen.  I promise.  I've got you."  I say, looking into her eyes.

I put on some music to relax her.  "Ok."  She smiles.  I smile back and pour the wine.

"And don't worry about me.  I'm only having one glass, so I'll be ok to drive."  "Look at you, being all responsible."  She smiles.  I laugh before kissing her lips.

We start eating and drinking, having a conversation.  "So did you hear the new song?"  "Oh my, did I?  I love it.  You sounded like you sang your heart out."

"I really did, because it reminded me a lot of you,"  She smiles a knowing smile.  "What?"  I smile.  "The song's inspired by me!"  She says, complete excitement in her voice.

"That makes so much sense.  How do you know?"  "When I heard the song, I realized the lyrics sounded way too familiar, so I video chatted the lyric genius himself, and he confirmed it."

"How do you feel knowing a song is inspired by you?"  "Special as fuck!"  She says, an extremely happy expression on her face.

I chuckle at her.  "So have you thought about it?"  "Thought about what?"  She says, making a clueless expression.

"Moving in, silly."  "Oh yeeeaaah, right.  Sorry, sometimes when people ask me questions on the spot, my mind is terrible.  But yeah, I thought about it aaaaaannnd...I wanna do it."  She smiles.

"Oh my God, really?!"  I light up like a Christmas tree.

Shiranda's POV

Jimin lights up like an ARMY whose merch just came in.  "Really."  I smile, nodding my head.  "Thank you, thank you, thank you!"  He says, hugging me.  He kisses me intensely.

.....

We're taking a stroll now, hand-in-hand.

Seeing Jimin happy like that made me smile on the inside.  It was like watching a kid get excited over a toy.  I'm glad I can make him that happy.

.....

Jimin's POV

"Raise your hand if you consistently call her a pet name."  I raise my hand, the only hand in the air.

"Raise your hand if you've been on multiple dates with her."  I raise my hand again, it standing alone in the air.

"Raise your hand if you have a spare key to her house."  I raise my hand, no one else doing it.

"Raise your hand if you've been inside her house at least five times."  Yep.  Only one.

"Raise your hand if you're her bias."  My hand goes in the air, no friends to join the party. 

I put my hand down before speaking again.  "See?  I should be the one to be with her.  I'm pretty sure she spends the most time with me."

"Ok,"  Yoongi hyung challenges.  "Raise your hand if you've been on a date with her."

We all raise our hands.  We put them down.  "Raise your hand if you've actually kissed her on the lips.  Like, actually made out with her."  I say.

I raise my hand, and so does Yoongi hyung, Namjoon hyung, Hobi hyung, Jungkook, and Taehyung.

"See?  You're not the only one she has interest in."  Yoongi hyung says.

"Raise your hand if you've had sex with her."  I say.  My hand goes up, and so does Taehyung's and Namjoon hyung's.

"Raise your hand if you've ever gotten head from her."  I speak once again, raising my hand, getting a response from Namjoon hyung, Hobi hyung, and Jungkook.

"Raise your hand if you've showered with her."  I command.  Only two hands go up, mine and Jungkook's.

"Raise your hand if you genuinely have feelings for her."  All the hands go up.

"Ok, where is she from?"  I quiz.  "Georgia."  Namjoon hyung answers correctly.  "What's her favorite color?"  "Pink."  Hobi hyung says.

"What's her favorite food?"  "Trick question.  She doesn't have one."  Suga hyung answers with a smirk.

"What does she like to do in her spare time?"  "Read books."  Jungkook replies.  "Listen to music."  Jin hyung adds on.  "Sing."  Tae says.  "Dance."  Yoongi hyung adds.  "Watch Youtube videos."  Hobi hyung responds.

"Does she like chocolate?"  "She fucking loves chocolate."  Yoongi hyung says.  "Hey!  Language!"  Jin hyung scolds.

"See, Jimin?  You're NOT the only one that knows her.  You're NOT the only one she likes.  And you're damn sure NOT the only one that likes her."  The maknae says, stepping to me.

"Get out of my face!"  I say, pushing him.  He pushes me back, and we get into a shoving match.

"Hey!  Stop it!"  Namjoon hyung shouts, breaking us up.  He holds us apart until we've calmed down.

"You guys didn't even know about her until I brought her to dinner!"  I say.

"Jimin?"  Jungkook says.  "Yeah?"  "Remember when I told you I met a girl at a coffee shop as well?"  "Yeah."  "Well that was her."

"How about instead of arguing over her, we all share her, so that way we can be with her without trying to rip each other's heads off."  Suga hyung suggests, his regular nonchalant facial expression on his face.

"What?  That's crazy.  She's a girl.  Girls don't like to be shared."  Jin hyung says.

"I'm pretty sure she loves us enough to do it."  Yoongi hyung says.

"So, you mean like, a polyamorous relationship?"  Namjoon hyung questions Yoongi hyung.  "Yeah.  We all get into a relationship with her, she gets into a relationship with us.  We don't cheat on her, and she doesn't cheat on us."

"That idea's so crazy, it just might work."  Namjoon hyung speaks.

"Woah, woah, wait.  What if one of us wants to marry her one day?,"  Hobi hyung says.  "Cuz I can share a girlfriend, but I can't share a wife."

"Then, when that time comes, we let her choose who she wants to marry."  Yoongi hyung replies.

As much as I hate the thought of them being with the girl I love, this is a way for us to all have feelings for her and not fight about it.

"So we'll talk to her about it.  Agreed?"  Yoongi hyung says with a brow raised, looking at each of us.

Yoongi hyung looks at us individually as we answer.

"Agreed."  Jin hyung says.

"Agreed."  Namjoon hyung answers.

"Agreed."  Tae says.

"Agreed."  Kookie responds.

"Agreed."  Hobi replies.

Everyone looks at me, waiting for my answer.  I sigh, my eyes closed, my head down, running my fingers through my hair.

"Agreed."  I hesitantly answer.

.....

Shiranda's POV

Hobi brought me over to the boys' home, and I have absolutely no idea why.

They're all sitting on the couches.

"Come sit on Daddy's lap."  Jimin commands.  I look around at their faces, and they seem unfazed at the fact that Jimin called himself my "Daddy".

I raise my brow as I walk over to Jimin and sit on his lap.

"Uh, guys, what's going on?  Is everything alright?"  I question.

Yoongi says something in Korean, followed by, "Everything's fine".

"So, Baby, we're gathered here to talk to you about being in a polyamorous relationship with you."  Jimin says.

"Like, an actual committed relationship.  We're faithful to you, and you're faithful to us."  Namjoon says to me.

"Are you serious?"  I say, arching a brow.

"Very serious.  All of us really-"  "Ok, let's do it."  I cut Hobi off with a smile.

"Wait, what?  Just like that?  You're ok with it?"  Jin questions.

"I mean, yeah.  Like, what girl wouldn't agree to being in a relationship with BTS?"

"That's great then."  Taehyung says.  "But, there's a catch."  Namjoon says.

"I'm listening."  I respond, extra attentive.  "In the end,"  He says, letting out a breath.  "You can only marry one of us.  You can choose the husband of your choice.  It's all up to you."

Wow, I can't believe this is happening!

"Ok, seems fair.  So we're official?"  "We're official."  Namjoon smiles.

"Yaaaaaay."  Most of the boys say.  I kiss Jimin before getting up and kissing the rest of the boys.  I sit back down on his lap and kiss him again.

"Our lovely lady also has an announcement of her own."  Jimin says, and I know exactly what he's referring to.

I stand up.  "So I thought about it, and I'm moving in with you guuuyys, which means I'm going on tour with yoooouu."  I say, making jazz hands.

"That's amazing!"  Tae says.  All the boys jump up and hug me. 

I am in a relationship with BTS now.  I actually got the chance to be with them.  Not a lot of people can say that.  I'm living every ARMY's dream.  I am officially Bangtan's girl.