Under the lights tonight || Park Jimin

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I would have never thought I would be sitting here in a sports car that was being driven by one of the biggest idols in the world. The drive wasn't long, I sat beside him in silence. His car was silent except for the little sound of the air conditioning and the radio.

"So you really aren't going to tell me where we're going or what we're doing?" I question him, looking over at him.

"Nope," He smiles, "Just wait." His hand closest to me goes to rest on my knee.

"Why won't you tell me?" I ask, resting a hand on top of his.
"Cause that's not how surprises work." He laughs, stopping the car.
I peak out the window and realize where we are, "Why are we at the Lotte tower?"
"You ask too many questions baby," Jimin laughs, shutting off the car, "Just wait and see." He gets out and comes around opening my door. I carefully step out and he immediately wraps an arm around my waist. He shuts my door before handing the keys to the valet, "Thank you."
I lean into his side as we walk through the front doors, "So what exactly do you plan on doing here?"
"No more questions Ana," Jimin rolls his eyes, guiding me through the lobby, "You'll see soon enough love."
We get to the elevator and are stopped by a woman, "Where's your destination?"
"Floor 120."
She flips through a clipboard, "Sorry sir, the sky lounge has been booked for a private event tonight."
"Yes for Park Jimin."
"Oh sorry sir," She pauses, "Head right up."
"That's alright," He smiles, ushering me into the elevator, "Have a good night miss." With that being said he followed me into the elevator and quickly presses the button.
"You rented out a whole observation lounge?" I laughed, crossing my arms.
"I wanted it to be perfect," Jimin's fingers drum on my hip, "Everything perfect for my dream girl."
I roll my eyes again, he's so ridiculous. I can't help but wrap an arm around his torso, "I know I'm not your dream girl. I can't believe you're spending this kind of money on me."
"It's not about the money," Jimin makes a bold move to push me back against the wall of the elevator, "Why don't you believe me when I say it's all about you?" One of his hands rests on my hip and the other cups my chin.
"Cause it's never all about me," I place my hands against his chest, "I don't know why you are lying to me and so stuck on me."
"I would never lie to you," He leans in, his lips ghosting over mine, "I don't know if remember what I said to you when we first met-"
I cut him off, "I believe the first thing you said to me was an apology..." I tease him.
He rolls his eyes with a chuckle, "I suppose that was the first thing I actually said..."
"It was." I nod.
"Do you know what I wanted to say?" He raises an eyebrow.
"No, I don't," I shrug, "I can't read minds just yet," I answer sarcastically.
"Oh Ana," He smiles, "I had so many thoughts going through my head. I wanted to introduce myself, I wanted to say something funny to make you laugh. I wanted to do everything I could to make you smile at me just one more time."
"You're ridiculous." I roll my eyes at him again.
"And you are the girl of my dreams standing right in front of me." He smiles playfully.

"Are you going to kiss me?" I don't know what led me to say it but I did.

"Is that what you want?" He raises an eyebrow to which I nod slowly. He leans in again, close enough to touch our lips but the elevator ruins the moment. The doors fly open, "I suppose I'll just have to kiss you later." He removes his hand from my waist and captures my hand, guiding me out of the elevator.

"What's this?" I ask as my jaw drops to the floor, the observation lounge and bar had been unrecognizable from the few pictures I've seen. It was decorated dark but with twinkling fairy lights surrounding a single table in the middle of the room. It has a simple white table cloth and a vase full of daisies, like the ones Jimin said reminded him of me. The light decorations are such a contrast to the dark decor of the rest of the room, its clear Jimin decorated it. It was simple though, nothing flashy. I love simple things.

"I wanted to show you one of my favorite views." Jimin brings my hand to his lips, kissing the knuckles softly.
"You really do live a different life than me," I laugh going into the room further with him, "I would have never thought I would see myself here. I never thought this is where I would be on a date with someone like you."
"Someone like me?" Jimin teases, "Someone so handsome and kind?"
"No someone so..." I pause, "Stupid." I tease.

"How could you say that Ana?" He pretends to be hurt.

"Oh you know I'm joking," I step towards him, "I just meant someone as amazing as you." I lean in, my lips ghosting over his. I quickly lean in and press our lips together. They felt the same as they did in New York on the stoop of my house, they felt familiar and it felt right. His hand squeezes mine and his free hand comes up to cup my cheek while my free hand perches on his shoulder. I wanted to keep our lips together forever but Jimin was the first to pull away. He had a small grin on his face.
"As much as I want to kiss you," his eyes dart between my lips and eyes, "I think we should save that for later."

"A real gentlemen," I chuckle, stepping back, "Alright later then."

"Alright." Jimin seems flustered as his hand falls back to his side, "Let's sit." He guides me back to the table, pulling out my chair for me.
"Thank you," I sit down, "You seem nervous Jimin?" I ask as he sits down. Of course, I was also feeling nervous but I was never going to let him know that.

"How could I not be when I'm sitting across from the most beautiful girl in the world?"

I blushed, "Shut up Jimin."