(Finished unrevised)
Lisse is thrown into a relationship with the biggest kpop band and is unsure how to navigate that with her dark past and history of mental health. Can she handle juggling 7 boyfriends? Will she fall in love with just one?
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*this chapter contains smut at the end feel free it will be marked when it starts
** also this chapter is obnoxiously long so enjoy 🤣
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"Good morning jagiya." Jimin happily popped into my room. I rubbed my eyes.
"Morning." My eyes finally focused to notice 5 figures holding a bunch of balloons. Jimin was smiling happily in bed.
He gently kissed me. "We're all here today. Just for you."
I sat up and looked at all the boys in front of me. "Happy Valentine's day." I smiled at them.
"Happy Valentine's day." They all said and one by one they kissed me.
"Get ready for the first part of your day. We each have something special planned." Namjoon grinned.
"Here." Taehyung handed a paper to me. "Its a clue for date 1 out of 6."
I looked at Hoseok. "I'm going on a date with you too?"
"Is that a problem?"
I shook my head no.
"Well get ready jagiya." Jimin winked. "Unless you want me to join you for your shower."
Yoongi whacked him in the back of the head. "Not today Jimin. Thats unfair."
Jimin pouted and rubbed his head. "Well love you." He kissed me then got up and followed the boys out of the room. I smiled at the pile of roses and balloons at the foot of my bed. Today was going to be a great day.
I looked at the paper. "Sometimes all you need is a little romance, other times you need a little smut, if you figured out who this date is with proceed to where we had our first date I'll be there waiting.
Love always Me"
I knew exactly who this was.
Namjoon.
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I happily got out of the car and walked into the cafe. I was right. Namjoon. He was sitting there reading a book. His dimple indented with a small smile while he read a book. A book sitting on the opposite side of the table waiting for me. A rose sat gently in a vase in the middle of the table and two whipped cream topped hot chocolates sat before him. I walked over to him and sat down.
