The sky slowly began to cloud over, and soon, the faint sound of raindrops pattered against the grass. They hurried to head back, but as the rain began to pour down, they found themselves running under a nearby tree for shelter.
Jimin looked at her, concerned. "Let's go, Muffin. You'll catch a cold."
But YN's eyes sparkled with excitement. "Wait, Jimin! It's been so long since I got to just... be in the rain!" She was already stepping out from under the tree before he could stop her, her laughter ringing in the night as she spun in the downpour.
Jimin's gaze softened as he watched her, captivated by the sight of her enjoying the rain, her hair damp and face radiant. She looked beautiful, and he found himself walking toward her, unable to resist. Pulling her close, he looked into her eyes, the space between them disappearing as he leaned in—but he caught himself, a flash of hesitation as he remembered their moment from earlier that day.
Instead, he gently pulled off his jacket, draping it over her head to shield her from the rain. He took her hand. "Come on. Let's get you inside before you catch a chill."
But YN didn't move. Instead, she took a deep breath and, heart-pounding, tugged him closer by his shirt, pressing a quick kiss on his cheek before she even registered what she was doing. They both froze, YN's face turning scarlet as she came back to her senses. Embarrassed, she spun around and dashed toward the house, Jimin watching her in surprise, a shy smile spreading across his face as he followed her.
Back inside, their laughter faded into an awkward silence as they both caught their breath, droplets still clinging to their clothes. YN kept her eyes down, cheeks pink.
Jimin finally broke the silence with a soft chuckle. "Go change, Muffin, before you freeze."
"But... I don't have any clothes..." she murmured, still embarrassed.
He grinned, walking her to his room and pulling open a wardrobe. Taking out a shirt, he handed it to her. Here.
Taking the shirt, YN felt her heart race as Jimin lingered in the doorway, watching her.
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"What are you staring at?" she asked, trying to sound annoyed, though a small smile played on her lips.
He shrugged. "Just making sure you're set," he teased. "But I'll leave you to it." He backed out, grinning sheepishly as he closed the door.
Once she'd showered and changed, YN came downstairs to find Jimin on the phone. He noticed her, holding up a finger as he finished his conversation.
"Yeah, Bora, she's all good now. Don't worry," he said, smiling before handing YN the phone. "She wants to talk to you."
YN took the phone, still smiling as she heard Bora's voice on the other end. "YN! You're not too cold, are you?"
"No, Bora. I'm totally fine. It was a bit soaked, but it was worth it."
Yn: ok bye, good night..
As YN was done talking, she was wearing Jimin's oversized shirt. She felt a bit self-conscious but couldn't deny how comfortable it was. Jimin turned, catching sight of her, and he couldn't help but shake his head with a smile.
"What?" YN asked, feeling her cheeks grow warm.
He gave a little shrug. "You look cute in my shirt."
She blushed, about to come up with a witty response, but a sudden loud thunderclap made her jump, and she instinctively moved closer to Jimin, clutching his arm. He looked at her, chuckling softly.
"Are you scared, Muffin?" he teased, raising an eyebrow.
She looked back at him, trying to play it cool. "No, I'm not!" she insisted, though her grip on his arm loosened only a little as she tried to mask her nerves.
"Good to know," he said, smirking. "Well, I'm off to bed, then. There's a guest room next to mine—you can sleep there." He started to stand, stretching.
"Wha... What?" YN stammered, her voice a little too loud. "Why?"
Jimin shrugged again, feigning innocence. "What do you mean 'why,' Muffin?"
She paused, the words slipping out before she could stop them. "Why another room? Usually... usually, we sleep together, right?" Realizing what she'd just admitted, she immediately dropped her gaze, her face flaming, eyes squeezed shut as she muttered to herself, embarrassed.
Jimin burst into laughter, clutching his stomach. "Oh, Muffin! I'll never let you live this one down!"
"Shut up, Jimin!" she huffed, her face flushed as she glared at him. "Don't you dare laugh at me!"
"Okay, okay," he managed, still chuckling as he calmed down. Then, a mischievous look crossed his face. "But do you want to know a little secret?"
"What?" she snapped, still annoyed.
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