𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐲 𝐁𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 ~ 𝐕𝐦𝐢𝐧

Chapter Twenty-One

•Jimin POV•

I finally finished packing everything, needs and wants. If I'm being completely honest, I'm nervous...Okay, I'M FREAKING THE FUCK OUT.

I'M GOING TO FRICKING PARIS. PARIS, FRANCE. TO EUROPE. WHAT THE FUCK. AND WITH MY SECRET BOYFRIEND — POSSIBLY MY BOYFRIEND?? I DUNNO WE HAVEN'T ESTABLISHED THAT YET. AND HIS PARENTS. OH. MY GOD. HELP.

I flinched when the door behind me opened. I sighed when I saw it was Hoseok. He was leaning against the doorway arms crossed, a small brown bag hanging from his forearm. He told me he was coming with Yoongi to Europe with me and Taehyung because Taehyung wanted me to bring a couple of my friends.

"Already packed?" I asked while pressing in a pair of socks.

"Yep, I see you're, uh, almost done here," Hoseok looked at my two packed suitcases and my third nearly packed.

I nodded. "You never know how long we could be staying in France. Besides, I like putting effort into my outfits."

Hoseok rolled his eyes and chuckled. "I can see that. Alsooooo...I got you a little something." Hoseok had an innocent smile on his face as he placed the bag on my mattress.

I raised an eyebrow after packing in the last of my clothes and took the bag. "What's with the look?"

"I have no idea what you're talking about," Hoseok fibbed.

I chuckled at his expression and peeked into the ba-HOLYSHITIT'SLINGERIE.
I gasped and clasped the top of the bag with my fingertips. "HOSEEOKWHYDIDYOUGETMETHIS??? I MEAN- IT'S PRETTY- BUT WHY?????"

Hoseok laughed at my reaction. "Weeeell, I thought your wardrobe could have a little more spice, and I may or may not have seen you glancing at this pair while we walked past the lingerie store."

I looked into the bag again. It was surely the one I saw behind the store's window. I mean, I did want it, and I do like it, a lot, actually. But there had to be another reason.

"...Aaaand maybe, you could show it to Taehyung?"

I fuckin' knew it.
I clicked my tongue and chuckled. "Hoseok, you really are something- I appreciate the gift, but is Taehyung really into stuff like this?"

Hoseok scoffed. "If he isn't, WHO CARES. WEAR THE DAMN THING. You deserve to feel good about your body, and damn it, that lingerie will certainly do the trick. But you never know if you don't tryyyyyyy."

I glanced back into the bag, the lingerie sparkling under the dim light.

I placed the bag into my suitcase and zipped it up.

~

I rang Taehyung's doorbell and waited for him to open the door. When he did, I smiled. But the smile quickly dropped to an agape mouth as my eyes fell onto the gorgeous man in front of me.

Taehyung always looked beautiful, but I was somehow always surprised whenever I saw him. It almost felt like I was being rude just by being in his presence. It felt like everything was in slow motion, and there was no air.

He was wearing pearls. A pearl necklace, pearl earrings, a pearl ring, even his sunglasses had miniature pearls on the edges. His raven hair was naturally wavy and smooth like velvet, a black velvet that smelled of lavender conditioner. His deep brown eyes glimmered with warmth in the sunset's glow, his skin glowing just as much. He was wearing a silk blouse, low cut to accentuate his collarbones and quite a bit of his chest. His blouse was tucked into a pair of high waisted black bell bottoms that hugged his thighs and flowed out towards the bottom to reveal his black leather shoes.