Making Lemons Sweet || Jimin X Reader

Ch. 3 May I?

"Baby it's late we should go." Jimin says checking his watch as it passes his face as his arms reach up stretching with a groan.

"What time is it?" You ask, smacking your textbook shut, pushing it away from you to do your own stretching, rounding out your back then arching it, loosening up your tensed spine, and your gaze shifts around the nearly empty library.

The dark windows reflect the stacks and shelves of books held within the building, sprinkled with various street lights and glowing signs of bars still open.

You knew the library would be a safe place for you and your boyfriend to meet in secret and not be in Hana's way all afternoon. Full offense to your brother and Taehyung, but the only reason they'd be in the library is if they needed to pee and couldn't get to their dorm fast enough.

It's certainly not the most private, intimate or least of all comfortable places to meet and stay for hours on end, but at least you could be together that way.

"10:38." He informs you with a grimace.

"Fuck, I didnt think we'd been here that long." You curse, scrambling to stuff your book and notes into your bookbag.

"Me either, let me walk you home, it's so late."

"It's not that far,I can make it on my own." You dismiss his offer, zipping up the bookbag, and standing to sling it onto your shoulder. Pushing your chair in, you snag your water bottle by the loop, getting ready to leave. "Besides, it's so out of your way to walk me home and half to come all the way back through here to go to your dorm."

"Babe," He calls quietly, making you freeze in your motion, "Please, let me walk you home, if we have to go behind your brother's back, I at least want to make sure you're safe while we do it."

"Fine, but only because you said please." You give in so quickly, Hana would be disappointed. But to be fair it is almost 11, and people can be stupid any time of day.

With a pleased smile, Jimin runs his hand through his silky hair, slapping his black baseball cap on, pulling it down low over his brow, casting dark shadows over his face. He'd taken to wearing it after getting recognized the other day as you were leaving the library together. Luckily you had just enough time to duck back in, and hope to god the other person hadn't seen you holding hands.

But this late at night, there's hardly anyone out, so the hat is really just an extra measure of precaution. It's a bit ridiculous the lengths you have to go through to hold hands.

"You remember that party I told you about?" Jimin asks, as you take the steps up towards your building.

"Yea, when was that again?" You remember vaguely that there's a party, but the when and the where have completely disappeared from your brain.

"Tomorrow night, I have to be there with Omegas, but if you don't want to go I could stop by for a little while before I go over."

You stop in front of the building door, considering your options.

On one hand you could sit in your room and watch netflix with your roommate on a Friday night. And on the other hand you could go out with your bf and have some drinks, hopefully find a private corner and make out for a while.

And given that somehow you managed to have the strictest prudiest old lady for the librarian who practically forbids you from holding hands during regular hours, and Hana makes gagging sounds every time you barely even share a peck, getting some time alone in the dark anonymity of a party sounds rather nice.

"No, I think I do want to go." You smile up at him, squinting slightly from the bright light hanging over the doorway.

"Shall I pick you up at 8 then?" His face is nearly concealed in the slashing shadow the brim of his cap throws, but the corner of his soft lips that you can see curl into a cute smile.