Firsts: A Boys Over Flowers Fanfiction

Chapter 11

Author's Note: Sorry gang for being so late with an update. But stuff has been happening. I've been submitting a new unpublished manuscript trying to find an agent. I've got some interest too. So, I've been trying to finish it along with my other projects. But this is quite a juicy and exciting chapter. So, the wait was worth it. Enjoy!-Marilyn

Chapter 11

Tiffany's POV

I grabbed Joon-Pyu's hand. His firm grip told me that my gamble had paid off. At least within the confines of close friends, we could cross the line we'd established. I wanted an inner sanctum to enjoy being close to Joon-Pyu. He made me feel safe. I wanted him to feel safe to express how he felt. Of course, it would tell me more of how he felt. If I was right, he was falling for me as much as I was for him. But I still couldn't be sure. Love is always a dangerous thing. Like a sword you dance upon trying not to get cut. Maybe I would have to write a song about it.

We made it to the elevator of the penthouse, and I leaned against Joon-Pyu's chest. I closed my eyes and listened to his heart. It was amazing to let my feelings free in front of others. I opened my eyes to see Ji-hoo looking at us. His stare was very pensive. I wasn't sure what to make of it.

I smiled back at him keeping my head against Joon-Pyu. "You all don't know how happy you've made me. It's so cool to be so relaxed. I never knew Joon-Pyu had his own entourage."

"We're not his entourage," said Ji-hoo quietly.

"We're his brothers," said Yi-jung.

"In crime," added Woo-bin. They all laughed at this. Joon-Pyu wrapped his arms around me tighter.

"We'll show you what it is like to be part of the F4." Yi-jung said.

I sat up, my eyes found him behind Joon-Pyu. "What do you mean?"

"You're now a part of us, Tiffany," Ji-hoo's voice was quiet. It was hard to hear.

"What do you mean?"

Joon-Pyu looked down at me. "They've excepted you. Now, the fun begins." He kissed me quickly just as the doors opened.

"Should I be worried about this." I looked up at Joon-Pyu.

Woo-Bin answered, "Be afraid. Be very afraid."

Joon-Pyu gave him a swat on his arm. "Stop it. She won't know you're joking."

"I know what we need to do?" There was a breath of silence while they waited for my suggestion. "Let's go get some pizza."

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"Do you want more pizza." I smiled at him, feeling the sauce trip down my face.

"Why are you so messy," Joon-Pyu eyed me.

"Because I'm finally feeling relaxed with you."

"And you didn't before?" He reached to wipe the sauce from my chin.

"You had to ask. I have felt relaxed, but now you've let me into your world. You're brothers have accepted me. It's official. I'm in." I winked at him.

"You don't need to be more in," Yi-jung moved leaning towards me from across the table. "You're a pop star. You have to at least look civil."

"Sometimes I need to get messy. That's keeping it real."

"But at this rate, I'll have to start 'oinking'. You're getting to be a piglet." He handed me a napkin.

I poked him. It was more of gentle nudge, but he sent razor eyes my way. "Good. I got your attention. This is the one thing I've noticed about you, you've got one major stick up your butt sometimes."