Soul Bond | BTS FF ✅️

Thirteen

Jimin made me nervous... okay, let me rephrase that, this side of Jimin made me nervous. What the hell did that mean? Well... Jimin is one of those rare people that shows his many sides willingly. We all have different sides to us, but Jimin is usually forward with each most sides of himself.
He's the cutie Jimin who likes being adorable and loves cuddles and playing around. He's also the lovely Jimin who cares openly about people and will hug anyone he thinks looks like they need a hug... because again, he is so lovely he genuinely cares about people. He's sexy Jimin who can make anyone fall for his sexy charms, he looks good in anything he wears and it's ridiculous. He's sassy Jimin, enjoying talking back to those who try to start with him. He's petty Jimin who seeks revenge on those who try to do him wrong, He's a tempter, an angel, a giver, a please-er, an absolute thirst trap in human form.... And he knows all of this and uses it at his will.
And that... that's what makes me the most nervous.

"I hope you like this place. It's the only nice place that had late hours, and a room that was available for us." He spoke softly... so I was starting out with lovely Jimin this evening?

"I'm sure I'll like it... uh... you look great by the way." I said to him, wanting to make conversation. Big mistake judging from the sudden smirk that formed on his smooth handsome face.

"Thank you, you look quite delicious." He grinned and looked away from me and out his window. He just went from cheeky sexy Jimin to shy bashful Jimin... I was going to get whiplash from this man. The change of emotions was almost too much from him alone.

The SUV pulled down a back ally, and parked. Jimin unbuckled himself and me.

"We're here. Shall we?" He spoke sweetly and held his hand out for mine. I slid over to his side as he got out, taking his hand as he helped me out of the SUV. The touch of my hand in his was something. He continued to hold my hand as we entered a back door and went up to the second floor, apparently the room he booked was up here. We were guided by a man in a suit, he led us to a room at the front. Large windows allowed us to look at the city from the second floor. The private room was nice, there were comfy chairs and a few seating options. Jimin guided me to the smaller table with two chairs, he moved them so they were next to one another, looking out the window of the city.

"Aren't you worried someone will see us?" I asked. I mean, looking out at the city was nice and all but anyone walking by could walk up and look at us... take pictures... no one new BTS had another soulmate.

"Now, why would I be worried? You can't see through these from the other side, they look like tinted windows and reflect the building across the way. I know, because I checked." He grinned. "That was one of the appeals of this place." He noted.

"Ah, wow. You thought this through." I smiled. He sat down as I did, still holding my hand.

"Of course, I wanted to make impression... a good one. We don't get a lot of time and the last time we got a chance for just you and me... well, I was in a not so good place. I wanted to thank you and show you that's not me all the time." He said softly before looking up at the waiter who brought us menus and a champagne list.
"We'll take a bottle of Nicolas Feuillatte, please and thank you very much. And... we'll start with house salads. Then I'll have the steak and... does anything look particularly good to you?" He asked me, his arm draping over the back of my chair as he spoke.

"I'll have this... um..." I couldn't pronounce the chicken dish I was ordering but it looked and sounded good.

"Alright, I'll be back with your champagne and salads." The male waiter smiled and left the private room. The driver sat outside, making sure no one barged into our private dining room without reason.
He was seated comfortably, his legs crossed, making the material of his pants hug his thighs. I did my very best not to look, but I couldn't help it. His shades were covering his eyes, so it was hard to tell where he was looking.

"So, tell me how you like traveling with us so far?" He was trying to make conversation and I was glad for that; it was distracting me from my own thoughts that were also being influenced by the emotions rolling off of Jimin.

"It's nice... I mean, I haven't really traveled before. Working to only live paycheck by paycheck isn't fun but it's how me and Arlene have lived. So... we never really had money to travel. So, this is a lot but it's kind of fun... I might like it more if I could stay awake during the flights." I smiled to myself. I felt Jimin's hand rest on my bare shoulder, his thumb gently stroking my skin. Each stroke making it that much more difficult to focus.

"I'm sorry you've had to work so hard for the bare minimum. Don't worry though, you'll find something better with us, either working for our company... or maybe you'll find something else you love to do. We'll support you, you're our mate... it's our job to take care of you." He smiled.