First Kiss

Heaven At Last

You could hear muffled laughter after the door was closed. Minutes seem to tick by in the closet, in the dark, and all you hear is each other breathing.

Jungkook is the first to speak, "Mia, I never. . . "

You softly interrupt and tell him, "I know. I know everything now." You hear his sigh of relief and realize how close you are in the dark as you feel his breath caress your cheek.

Quietly so the others can't hear if there are ears pressed to the door, he asks, "May I kiss you?"

He hears your soft gasp, "Yes . . . " your lips push forward to form the first syllable of his name, Koo when you feel his warm lips gently press to yours. You are suddenly teleported back in time to the first kiss in the dark, in a locked closet, when you were in love with him.

"Mmm, you still taste like strawberries," he mummers.

You softly giggle, "I still use strawberry lip balm."

You feel his hands on your shoulders, his thumbs caressing gently, "Please, don't change."

And he kisses you again, this time tasting your lips with his tongue. You sigh, and his tongue finds yours. He pulls you up against him, deepening the kiss. He whispers next to your ear as he trails kisses toward your throat. He stops and nuzzles his face in your hair, "I was in love with you then. I'm still in love, for what it's worth."

"You were in love with me?" spoken so softly he almost didn't hear you. You couldn't believe that he was confessing to you how he felt back then.

"I still am Mia."

 "Oh, Koo, I loved you too. All these years, I wrongly held you accountable for the hell I lived through after Sang's birthday party."

With tears of regret brimming in your eyes, you apologize, "I'm so sorry. I blamed you for things you didn't do. Please, let me make it up to you." 

You place your hands in his hair and gently bring his face down, claiming his lips as yours. You both are so caught up with each other that you haven't noticed how quiet it is outside the closet.

A few minutes seemed to whirl away in seconds, and he had you close in his warm embrace, your face resting against his chest, listening to the rapid beating of his heart in pace with yours.

 He explained everything since that night of Spin the Bottle, what he had found out, what Yoongi had told him, and what he had overheard about you. What he didn't tell you was that he knew through Gigi what followed you through University, who swore him to secrecy.

He asks, desperately wanting to understand, "You thought I was spreading all those rumors, and then all that followed you afterward was my fault? Is that why you hated me so much, Mia?"

He hangs his head, feeling guilty, even though he wasn't. He rests his chin gently on top of your head. Regret fills his heart. He says with sorrow in his voice, "I don't blame you for hating me."

Your voice softened in meekness and guilt, "Hating you was the only way it didn't hurt."

He pulls you tightly against him, kissing the top of your head and inhaling the sweet scent of your hair. "I love you, Mia."

"I love you too," you say as you pull his face down to yours, kissing him deeply, trying to make up for all those lost minutes in heaven.

Shifting positions while kissing, you bump against the closet door, and it pops open—neither of you aware.

When the others return from dinner, Jin carries the takeout they got for you and Jungkook to the kitchen. 

Jimin quickly rushes past the others and goes to the hall. The closet door is open. He comes back smiling so big that his eyes are barely visible.