His soft spot | pjm

chapter | 15

JIMIN'S POV

"Hey, you guys!"As we enter Y/N's home, her dad welcomes us.

"Hey dad," she says, glancing at me.

I also greet him. Y/N tells him about the gathering she's having, and he happily agrees, saying he'll be out for the night anyway.

"Let me just go upstairs and take a quick shower, all right? Dad, please don't eat him," she says with a teasing smile as she heads upstairs. I follow her with my eyes until she's out of sight.

"So, Jimin, how are you doing, buddy?" I take a seat on the couch when her dad asks.

"I'm doing well, how are you?"

"I'm always doing well, but you do look like you're doing well, too, despite the circumstances.

My mom.

"I'm holding up for her," I add and he nods in agreement.

"I'm always here if you need anything, you know that right?" he asks, and I nod.

"Good," he says, looking at his watch.

"Well I've got to go get ready, later bud" He says and goes upstairs.

I'm now by myself, but it doesn't last long before I hear rapid steps coming down the stairs.

She first scans the room before noticing me on the couch, a stunning smile spreading across her face.

"There you are," she says as she walks over and stands in front of me.

"Are you okay?" she asks, a question she asks quite a lot actually.

"Yes," I say with a small smile, and she sits down next to me. The smell of her freshly washed body fills my nose.

Fuck.

"So, what should we do now?"She puts her hand on my arm. I look down at the touch.

"Anything that you want," I tell her, and she looks up at the ceiling, thinking.

"I really don't know," she says, frowning.

"We don't have to do anything," I reassure her, keeping an eye on her as she visibly becomes frustrated with being unable to come up with something to do. I really mean what I just said—her presence is all I need.

We hear steps coming down the stairs and her dad appears, in a rather chic appearance.

"So, how do I look?" he asks, looking at himself in the mirror by the front door.

"You look fantastic. Are you going on a date?" He nods shyly when Y/N asks.

"Yes, well, she's just a friend, and we're getting lunch."

"Aw, Dad, have fun, will I get to meet her?"

Her dad reassure her, "Yes, I'll make sure of it.. if we were to be something maybe more, I'd have to get your approval first for sure," and she appears surprised by his words.

"Well, you guys, I hope you have a great night!" He waves to us farewell before taking his car keys and leaving through the door.

She sighs and places her head on my shoulder. My heart begins to race. She takes my hand gently and fiddles with the rings I have on my fingers. A touch from her sent my heart into a racing state. A comfortable silence falls as I enjoy her proximity, perhaps a little too much.

She then starts trailing her finger along the veins going up my arm.

"Do you go to the gym?" she asks, and I shake my head no.