BTS Imagines

Jin

Imagine for Armyyeheting

"Jin, we're gonna be late."

You stand in the doorway of the bedroom you share with your boyfriend, Jin. He's sprawled on the bed, scrolling aimlessly through his phone. He looks up briefly at you and groans in frustration.

"Aw, do we have to go?" He asks. He puts the phone down and stretches, his t-shirt riding up in the process.

"Yes, Jin, we have to go to the dinner my parents arranged. You have to meet them one day, you know." You reply.

You and Jin had been dating for a few months now and it was finally time for the dinner with your parents whenever you got a new boyfriend thing which is mandatory for your family. You had on your best dress and had prepared the perfect suit for Jin, one that you know your parents would like.

Jin sighs and gets off the bed. His hair is still messy from sleep and his shirt was extremely loose on him. He wanders over to you and stands close, your faces inches apart.

"You know, there's a lot of other things we could do instead." He says quietly, gently stroking your bare arm. "Make up an excuse for your parents and hang out, order pizza, watch some movies."

You sigh, trying not to concentrate on his fingers against your skin. You fail miserably and you resort to pushing it away.

"We have to go Jin. They want to meet you." You say gently.

He sighs, disappointed. "They're gonna hate me, I know it. I just want to hang out with you..."

He leans in a little, a slight smirk on his face but you push him away. He steps back a little, sighing again.

"I'm not gonna be able to change your mind, am I?" He says.

"Nope." You say, shaking your head. You feel almost triumphant for a second before you see his expression turn from flirtatious to nervous. "Hey, don't worry about it. I'm sure they'll love you Jin." You say brightly but you knew your parents judge harshly and it might not be that easy to please them.

He squints at you suspiciously. "I can see you're lying. They're gonna hate me."

"No they're not!" You say. "Listen, if you do this, just go to my house, sit down to a meal with my parents and then leave, then we'll do whatever you want." You place your hands on his shoulders and look him in the eye.

"Anything? Really?" He replies.

"Yeah, anything."

"Promise?"

"Promise."

"Okay, fine. Let's get this over with." He exhales loudly and runs a hand through his hair.

"That's the spirit! Wait here." You tell him.

You edge around him and run over to the wardrobe. You pull it open and lay eyes on the immaculate suit, gently taking it off the rack. You bring it over to Jin who immediately grimaces as he claps eyes on it.

"That looks uncomfortable." He says, reluctantly taking it out of your hands.

"You're gonna have to deal with it. Now hurry up and put it on, we're gonna be late." You say as you leave the room.

You wait outside the bedroom for a couple of minutes, occasionally glancing up at the clock on the wall anxiously. After nearly 5 minutes have passed you open the bedroom door slowly to see what was taking him so long.

"Jin, you're taking forever, hurry up!" You say.

"Ill be there in a second, I just need to- ah! I can't get this stupid thing on!" He replies, sounding frustrated.