The Kissing Thief (A BTS fanfic) (COMPLETED)

Chapter 7

We entered the convenience store which was right around the corner. The cashier already knew us because we visited him at least once a week to buy ice cream.

"As usual?", he asked as we stood in front of him. We both nodded and he smiled. "1800 won, please." I was about to pull the money out of my wallet, but Namjoon was faster.

"Thanks, here's your change." "Bye!" As soon as we were outside I hit his arm. "Ouch! What was that for?", he asked and rubbed his arm. "You know that I don't want you to pay for me!", I said and threw away the packaging of my Melona Bar.

"Come on! It's not like this was my last money.", he said and put his ice in his mouth. "I just don't want you to spend money on me. You already did so much for me.", I muttered against my ice cream before I put it into my mouth.

I saw him smiling in the corner of my eyes and he put his arm around me, pulling me closer to him.

It was nice being so close to him. It was already dark and got colder with every passing minute, so I enjoyed sharing some warmth with him.

He kissed my temple with his icy lips and a shiver ran down my spine. My face heated up and I looked to the side, concentrating on my Melona.

He chuckled. "You're so cute." After a few minutes we stopped at a bench and sat down. "Can I try some of your ice cream?" "Don't you know what a Melona Bar tastes like?", I asked and he grinned.

I wanted to give him my ice cream, but instead of taking it, he put his hand around mine and started licking my ice cream. "Delicious. Want to try mine too?" I nodded and he put his ice cream near my mouth.

I opened my mouth and was about to try it as he smeared it all over my lips and some even landed on my cheeks.

"Namjoon!" He laughed and I gave him a scolding look. "I'm sorry, I just had to." I rolled my eyes and smiled at him.

He ran his thumb over my bottom lip, scooping up the ice cream and licking it off his thumb. "It tastes even better like this.", he said and took my chin between his fingers.

He started kissing the ice cream off my cheeks. My face heated up and I felt his breath hit my lips. "I always loved your lips." He tilted his head lightly.

"But we're just friends. Right?" I didn't know how to react.

"You better remove the ice cream from your lips or I'll really kiss you." I quickly wiped my mouth with the back of my hand and he smiled, continuing to eat his ice cream as if nothing happened.

We stood up and walked back towards the company. Was it true that a friendship between a guy and girl would always lead to something more?

A rather loud sigh left my mouth and Namjoon turned his head. "Is something wrong?", he asked and I shrugged my shoulders. "Tell me.", he said and started poking my side. I giggled and pushed his hands away.

"I know that something is bothering you." We walked inside the building and headed towards the studios.

"There really is nothing." He stopped and I turned around, looking at him. "You're a terrible liar." I shot him a sheepish grin and he shook his head. "Come on.", he said and walked towards me taking my hands in his and giving them an encouraging squeeze.

"It's the debut.", I mumbled. And it wasn't a lie. Our debut really was bothering me. He smiled and pulled me into a tight hug. "You are a really talented girl and are going to rock the stage. I know it.", he whispered and looked at me.

I smiled and he cupped my face in his hands, placing a soft kiss on my forehead.

He ruffled my hair and laughed as I pouted. We continued walking and I saw Yoongi who just exited studio number 5.

I smiled and waved at him. "Hey, MinHee!" He came towards me and hugged me carefully.

He greeted Namjoon and walked past us. "And now I'm going to teach you how to rap.", Namjoon said as he pulled me in studio number 5.

-The Next Morning-

"MinHee! Get the fuck out of bed or I'll set your sweaters on fire!" I slowly sat up and rubbed my eyes. "Just five more minutes.", I muttered and let myself fall back down into my fluffy pillow.

"No! Get out of bed!", HyunAe shouted and started pulling on my legs. She managed to pull me out of bed and I hit my head on the floor.

"Ouch! What the heck?" "We're late for practice!" I shot up and grabbed my things, dashing into the bathroom.

After ten minutes I ran back out and into the kitchen, quickly grabbing an apple and a bottle of water. I ran into the hallway where the other members were already waiting and put on my shoes and jacket.

"I'm ready.", I said and took a bite of my apple. "Finally.", HyunAe said and we walked out of our dorm.

I continued eating my apple while we were on the train and nearly fell asleep while chewing it. We arrived and ran towards the practice room.

Our choreographer was already waiting for us. "What took you so long?", he asked and I shyly lifted me hand.

"I stayed up too long yesterday. Namjoon taught me how to rap.", I admitted and fiddled with the hem of my oversized sweater which I loved.

"Fine, we better get started!" And the torture began. I was so exhausted and could barely concentrate on the steps of our choreography. And then, after what felt like years, our choreographer left.

I laid down on the floor, breathing heavily. The other members left me laying there on the cool floor and after some time I heard foot steps.

"MinHee, what are you doing on the floor?" I lifted my head and saw Taehyung. I sat up and ran a hand through my hair. "Baking pizza." "Can I have a slice?" I giggled and he helped me to stand up.

"Wow, you look terrible." "Thanks." "I'm sorry! I just wanted to say that you look really tired!" He started panicking and I smiled. "It's okay, I know I look awful."

He smiled and I leaned against a wall, sliding down. He sat down next to me. "Why are you so tired?" "Practiced rapping with Namjoon for too long...", I muttered and yawned.

He patted his shoulder and I sleepily smiled at him, resting my head on his shoulder. He put his arm around me and leaned his head against mine. I felt so secure.

I was engulfed by his warmth and scent and felt how my eyelids got heavier with every passing second. I closed my eyes and felt something warm on my forehead. "Sweet dreams."