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JIMIN's POV
The MMA's had finally arrived, a culmination of months of planning and anticipation. As the lights dimmed and the crowd erupted into cheers, Y/N and I took center stage, our roles as hosts and interviewers thrust upon us.
Together, we navigated the evening with grace and professionalism, seamlessly guiding the audience through the festivities and engaging with the idols in attendance. It was a job well done, and as the final curtain fell, the sense of accomplishment was palpable in the air.
Backstage, amidst the flurry of congratulations and well-wishes from colleagues and friends, Y/N took a moment to step away from the socializing, retreating to her vanity room to recharge her social battery.
I watched her go, a pang of longing tugging at my heart as she disappeared from view. But I knew I couldn't let this moment pass me by. Taking a deep breath, I gathered my courage and made my way to her door.
I knocked softly, my heart pounding in my chest as I waited for her response. "Come in," her voice called out from the other side, and I felt a surge of relief wash over me.
Stepping into the room, I closed the door behind me, ensuring that we wouldn't be interrupted this time. Y/N was standing in front of her vanity, her eyes meeting mine through the reflection in the mirror.
"Jimin... d-do you need something?" she asked, her voice soft and tentative as she fidgeted with her hands.
"Yeah..." I began, my voice barely above a whisper as I closed the distance between us. "You."
"H-huh?" Y/N mumbled, her voice barely audible as she turned around to face me. I took a step closer, the words tumbling out of my mouth in a rush of emotion. "I... need you," I stammered, my heart pounding in my chest.
Y/N's eyes widened in surprise as my confession hung in the air between us. And then, finally summoning the courage I had been holding onto for so long, I spoke the words I had been longing to say.
"I... I love you, Y/N," I confessed, my voice steady despite the turmoil of emotions swirling inside me.
"Y-you do...?" she whispered, her voice barely above a breath as she searched my eyes for any sign of doubt.
I nodded firmly, my resolve unwavering as I met her gaze. "I do," I affirmed, a sense of certainty settling over me as I pressed my lips together in determination.
But as the weight of my confession settled upon us, doubts crept into Y/N's mind, threatening to overshadow the fragile hope that had begun to bloom between us.
"I... don't know, Jimin," she admitted, her voice tinged with uncertainty. "Logically, this isn't—"
I couldn't bear to hear her doubts any longer. Taking her hands in mine, I gently cut her off, refusing to let logic stand in the way of what I knew in my heart to be true.
"You aren't supposed to be thinking logically," I insisted, a soft smile playing on my lips as I tried to ease her worries. "Logically, us even talking now is wrong... but we still are talking, aren't we?"
Y/N nodded slowly, her eyebrows furrowing in thought as she considered my words. And then, with a hesitant glance in my direction, she finally gave voice to the feelings she had been wrestling with.
"Do you... love me back?" I asked, my heart pounding in my chest as I held my breath, waiting for her answer.
Y/N's gaze dropped to the floor, her silence stretching between us like an eternity. And then, just when I feared she would never respond, she whispered the words I had been praying to hear.
"I... do," she confessed, her voice barely above a whisper as she met my gaze once more.
A rush of relief flooded through me, a dumb grin spreading across my face as I struggled to process her admission. "Seriously!?" I exclaimed, unable to contain my joy.
Y/N's smile mirrored my own, her eyes shining with warmth and affection. "Seriously," she confirmed, her voice filled with a sense of wonder.
Without hesitation, I pulled her into a tight embrace, the world falling away as we lost ourselves in the comfort of each other's arms. Tears pricked at the corners of my eyes as I whispered words of gratitude and relief, overwhelmed by the sheer magnitude of happiness coursing through me.
"Oh thank god," I murmured, my voice choked with emotion as I held her close. "You don't know how happy I am right now."
Y/N's hands found their way around me, her touch hesitant yet reassuring as she whispered words of her own, her voice filled with the same sense of wonder and gratitude that echoed in my own heart.
"Me too," she whispered, her breath warm against my ear as we held each other close.
As we pulled back slightly from the hug, a charged silence hung between us, thick with anticipation and longing. My heart thundered in my chest, the air around us crackling with the intensity of our shared emotions.
In that moment, time seemed to slow to a crawl as we studied each other's faces, our breaths mingling in the space between us. And then, unable to resist the magnetic pull drawing us together, I leaned in closer, my lips hovering a mere breath away from Y/N's.
I gazed into her eyes, mesmerized by the depths of emotion reflected in their depths. They glowed with a warmth that mirrored the flickering flames of a long-forgotten fire, igniting a passion within me that I had never known existed.
Her eyes, the color of honey, held me captive, just as they had the first time I saw them, sparkling with a mixture of uncertainty and desire. And as I drank in the sight of her, I knew that this moment would be etched into my memory for eternity.
With a steady hand, I reached out, gently cupping her cheek, feeling the softness of her skin beneath my fingertips. And then, with a tender brush of my lips against hers, I closed the final distance between us, sealing our connection with a kiss that spoke volumes without a single word.
Our lips met in a slow, unhurried dance, each movement filled with a depth of emotion that words could never hope to convey. It was a kiss born of longing and desire, a silent promise of everything we had yet to discover together.
I felt her respond to me, her lips yielding beneath mine with a sigh of surrender. Our breaths mingled, a sweet symphony of shared desire as we lost ourselves in the intoxicating embrace of each other.
With every brush of our lips, I felt a spark of electricity shoot through me, igniting a fire that blazed brighter with each passing moment. It was as if the world around us faded away, leaving only the two of us suspended in a timeless embrace.
And as we finally broke apart, breathless and trembling, I knew that I loved her no matter what.
