His bunnyboy

Chapter 2: JM

My flight has finally landed. Probably the longest 5 hours of my life and I feel like I'm crushing my tail. I'm so ready get off this plane. I'm anxious but really excited. Probably too excited to see my him, to see Namjoon.

When I called him about moving out there with him for work. I was surprised he agreed so soon, I expected him to need a few days to think about it but weirdly enough he didn't have any objections.

He kind of just heard me out and asked me about the further steps to get here. He didn't protest when I asked if I could stay with him for a few weeks so I could save up for my own place, but instead he told me that I could just live with him. I was quite shocked, even though he's my best friend. I would have assumed he'd prefer to live by himself, have his own space, but he continued to explain that it wasn't a problem and he'd be happy to do it and I found myself unable to turn down such an offer.

I am nervous though...

It's been 6 years since I've seen him and we'll be living together, be around each other all day and night. What if he gets annoyed with me?

He also forgot to mention whether or not I'd have my own room. I didn't want to ask because I already felt like a burden, and I was so excited when we talked about everything. I kind of forgot.

But I mean it's a reasonable question, right?  He doesn't expect us to share a room, right?

Share a b-bed? Sharing a bed every night with him would be... n-nice though.

He'd be so.. so close to me. Maybe only a few inches apart. I'd probably be able to hear his soft breathing while he sleeps. He'd probably be really warm and smell nice.

H-he always smells nice. It's probably my favorite scent ever. It's hard to describe. He smells warm and comforting. Like the way a home smells during christmas time but so much better.

My god the house probably smells like him times 10. I shake the fogginess from my mind.

Okay, you're getting a little a head of yourself.

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"Sir?" I hear a voice in my direction, startling me.

"S-sorry, what is it? I stuttered a little breaking from my inner naughty thoughts feeling the shame creep up my cheek and my ears lying flat against my head.

"You may grab your belongings and exit the plane," The friendly flight attendant gives a kind smile.

"Right, I'm sorry!" I quickly unbuckle my seat belt and reach up for my backpack before making my way down the aisle towards the exit.

"Oh, sir?" The voice from the flight attend called after me. "You forgot your hat." They smiled as they handed me my grey beanie. I normally wear the hat out to kind of hide my ears. While hybrids are pretty much accepted in society. I still get stared at every once in a while.

"Thank you so much."  I give them a polite smile, taking the hat before stepping off the plane, where my one large suitcase was waiting for me.

As I walk down the terminal, I can feel my heart racing and my feet start to pick up as well. Trying to get to him as fast as possible well within reason so I don't bump into anyone. I'm just ready to see him. I've missed him way too much. After, turning down a certain hallway, I'm finally walking through my terminals gate and about 40 ft ahead.

I see him.

I see him standing there waiting for me. He's looking at his phone. Probably checking the time or seeing if I've texted him again but either way, when he finally looks up. I can see just how handsome he's gotten. How can someone look that good? D-did he get taller?

I wave happily at him, and my legs start jogging needing to be close to him again. He smiles up to me and waves before opening his arms as I quickly approach him.

"Joonie!" I exclaim, I let go of my suitcase and drop my backpack, and just go for it. I run directly into his arms causing him to stumble back a tiny bit, just holding him as close and tight as possible. I have no idea if Namjoon feels the same way I do but, in this moment, I don't care. He's my best friend and I have missed him more than anything.

Oh no... he smells better then I remember. Why does he smell so good...?  Why do I get the feeling that being around him again is going to make it a lot harder to hide how I feel about him.

He chuckles above me, and I can feel it rumbling softly in his chest against my cheek. Ooh how I've missed that low short, breathy laugh. It feels so good to be close to him again.

"It's nice to see you again too, Jimin." He laughs.

I let go which feels too soon, to look up at him. He's definitely gotten taller.

"Sorry, I got a little carried away."

"pfft, don't be Min. I'm happy to see you too." He says, ruffling my hair in between my ears, his fingertips slightly brushing over them, giving me little goosebumps. I hold back the urge to sign softly at the touch. But he stops too soon, stepping past me to grab my suitcase that was sitting by itself 10ft away where I left it. 

"Let's get out of here. Wanna grab something to eat. You must be hungry after such a long flight." Namjoon asked.

"Yeah, that sounds good. Can we pick something up on the way? I'm a little tired."

"Oh yeah, I'm not surprised, I would be too but yeah, we can grab something on the way." He smiled walking with me towards the exit."

We step out and Namjoon walks up straight to his car which was waiting a couple of yards just outside the doors.

"You paid for valet parking? I snickered. "Isn't that really expensive.

"That's something you don't have to worry about Min." He says opening the trunk to his vehicle. 'I'd like to remind you that money isn't an issue for me so don't you let that pretty little head of your's stress over it." He smiles shutting the back end before moving to the other side of the vehicle to the driver seat.

Did he just call me pretty? Jimin, stop getting ahead of yourself.

I buckle myself into the passenger side seat.

"Ready to go? Namjoon says turning the car on.

"Please." I smile and he does too as he pulls out the parking lot.