What never should've happened.

Lunch pt.2

A/N: long chapter ahead.

Mixed POVs

You were shaking and very nearly went into a panic attack just a few minutes before. If it hadn't been for Yoongi, you wouldn't have left the room.

It was funny to you how trauma worked. If you had met BTS for something work related, sure, you'd have been nervous like any fan would, but it would've been business and business woman Y/N took no crap from no one. That's how you got to where you were.

Meeting them there and then, as Yoongi's girlfriend, that was a whole different story. Your worst fears were bubbling right under your skin. Were you good enough? Pretty enough? Smart enough? You were too fat, too loud and too proud. Every single flaw that had been hammered as an awful thing to your brain by the asshole, chipped away at your already fragile self esteem.

You were working on it and Yoongi was helping. It scared you but he was, so you had to push through.

When Jimin and Hoseok stood up you couldn't help but gasp. They were breathtaking. How was it possible and fair for all seven of these men to be friends and in the same group?

They were standing there. Jimin in an oversized cardigan, a black tee tucked inside what looked to be very expensive designer skinny jeans, blonde hair. He looked like an angel. Looking at him up close was almost as shocking as seeing Seokjin. There was no way they were real, you had to be dreaming.

And Hoseok? Jesus! The man looked as if he had just come from the runway. Clad completely in Louis Vuitton, from head to toes, a middle part on his black hair, exposing his forehead. Lena was right, his jawline could probably cut not only paper but you in half. He was ethereal. There was a glint of something warm in his eyes that immediately relaxed you.

"Annyeonghaseyo, Hoseok-ah and Jimin-ssi" you said, stepping away from Yoongi and blushing for some reason, as you gave a ninety degree bow. "It's an honor and a pleasure to meet you." You saw them bow back and stand straight as you kept your bow.

"Oh nono, please stand up. Please Miss Y/LN, that is completely unnecessary." Hoseok's voice said.

Yoongi patted your back and pulled you to him, whispering, "Baby, relax."

"The honor and pleasure is ours, Miss Y/LN. We have heard many great things about you," continued Jimin. "If you'll let me," he reached for a box sitting on the coffee table and walked a few timid steps towards you. He bowed again and presented the box to you. "This is for you."

You didn't know what to say, so you just awkwardly nodded and took the box from him, your face was hot to the touch. You glanced at Yoongi, not knowing if it was polite to open the box there or if you should wait. Yoongi gave you an encouraging smile and a hand gesture, signaling you to open it. Hobi was staring at you with a smile and Jimin was just looking at you, a neutral look on his face.

"Gamsahabnida, Jimin-ssi. You didn't have to, but I appreciate it very much." Without waiting anymore, you opened the box and got visibly choked up.

Inside was a beautiful bouquet of pink carnations, wrapped in the most gorgeous tissue paper. The smell coming off them was heavenly.

"Oh my God, these are beautiful. Thank you, I...why the pink carnations?" You asked, honestly confused.

"Ah, that. You see, the lady at the flower shop said that those would be best for what I wanted to express." Jimin looked a bit flustered and Yoongi seemed lost.

"Gratitude?" It came out as a question because you really didn't understand what Park Jimin could possibly be thanking you for.

He nodded. "Gratitude. During the past month, Yoongi hyung has been extremely happy and we all know it's because of you."