𝐴𝑆𝑇𝐸𝑅𝐼𝑆𝑀; bts os

pjm : cualacino

summary: in which christmas means happy days, too.

genre: fluff

word count: + 1.2k

cualacino (noun); the mark left on the table by a cold glass.

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"jiminnie!", i yelled for my boyfriend. "where are you? i need your help!", i yelled once again, desperately trying to keep the christmas tree at it's place, the tiny needles scratching over my skin. why didn't i get some gloves before?! there was still no sign of my boyfriend, and i let out a dramatic sigh. "jimin, you got no jams!", i yelled, hoping this would make him look for me. and i was right, as a pouting jimin appeared in the doorframe a couple of seconds later. "don't say that, it's mean." "it's true, because only a jamless person doesn't come when his girlfriend is literally screaming for help.", i said, pouting and puffing my cheeks. 

jimin sighed and went over, helping me to steady the tree. once he was done, he flashed a smirk and pecked my cheek. "better now?" "you still got no jams.", i said, flicking his forehead. "and now get out, i'm decorating the tree. as i know you, you'd only break things." "i'm not namjoon, (y/n)!", he protested, but i continued to shoo him out of the living room. then, i started to pick different christmas-themed decorations, placing them all over the tree. in the end, silver christmas tree balls were reflecting the dim light from the candles i placed near the window. smiling in a satisfied manner, i started to tidy the rest of the living room, leaving no spot unclean, as i wanted the focus to be on the christmas tree only.

when i was finished, i grinned to myself and walked out of the living room, closing the door behind me. all of a sudden, someone hugged me from behind, causing me to let out a girly scream. "calm down jagi, it's just me.", jimin whispered into in my ear. "you scared me.", i pouted and turned around to quickly peck his lips. "now let me go, i need to prepare food. jin oppa eats way too much.", i stated and wriggled myself out of his grasp, walking into the kitchen. "don't call him oppa.", jimin mumbled and sat at the kitchen table. "why was i so kind to let you invite the rest of bangtan to a christmas dinner?"

"because i haven't seen them for such a long time.", i answered him while starting to prepare tons of food, and soon, the smell of kimchi and sushi filled the kitchen. "jiminnie, please set the table, okay?", i smiled sweetly at my boyfriend, causing his cheeks to heat up slightly and me to giggle at his silly yet cute behavior.

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as i predicted, the christmas dinner was fun, but what would you expect when a bunch of crazy boys invades your house? sighing softly, i stared at the mess they created. two broken plates, and i wondered how namjoon managed to do that. but still, we had a lot of fun, and my stomach hurt a bit due to laughing - thanks to taehyung and hoseok, who were being silly all the time. "it was nice, but i'm happy that they're gone.", jimin said and interrupted my deep thoughts. "that's mean, why do you think so?", i responded while starting to clean the kitchen.

"i didn't get to spend a minute with you today, you were either busy with cooking or talking to the other guys.", he mumbled, hugging me yet again. "aish, you're being really clingy today.", i chuckled and leant against him, feeling the warmth radiating off his body. "what about if you let this be for a while and spend some time with me? it's christmas after all." i looked at the mess before me, thinking about it for a while, until i decided to relax for this evening. "okay, let's go."

that was indeed the right decision, i thought as i snuggled up against my boyfriend who had his arms wrapped around my figure, pulling me close to him. "see, that's way better than cleaning the house.", jimin stated, buried his face in my hair, hugging me even tighter. "what's with you today?", i chuckled. "what should be with me?", he responded, sitting up and pulling me on his lap. i smiled softly and ran my fingers through his soft brown hair. all of a sudden, jimin wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me down to kiss him.

our lips met with such passion i've never felt before. after a while, we needed to pull away, and i gasped for air, looking at jimin with slight disbelief in my eyes. "w-what was that for?", i managed to say. suddenly, jimin seemed to be a bit more nervous than before, fidgeting in his place, avoiding my gaze, cheeks heated up slightly. "jiminnie?", i asked, feeling a bit worried now. "i have to tell you something!", he blurted out, startling me. "okay?"

"listen, (y/n), i love you. i mean, a lot. since i first saw and talked to you, you always were on my mind, and i was okay with that. when i asked you out and you said yes, i thought i was the happiest guy on earth. but, on the other hand, i was afraid i'd lose you. i knew that i was busy. singing, dancing, the whole 'being famous' thing, and i feared you might have enough of that. i lost count of the days, weeks we couldn't see each other because i was on tour, most of the time in another country. yet you never ceased to smile, when we talked, you'd laugh and ask me how i was doing. you're so strong, and i'm still surprised that you're with me. and, i, no, both of us know that it will stay like this for some more time. what i wanted to ask you, are you willing to stay the rest of your life with me?"

i gasped, tears brimming in my eyes. i knew where this was going, but i couldn't believe it yet. "i may not be the tallest, and i may not have jams, but, (n/n) (y/n), will you marry me?", he spoke, taking out a tiny case from somewhere, opened it and revealed a rosegold ring. i stared at him before nodding slightly, tears streaming down my cheeks as i whispered: "yes, of course." "really?!", he blurted out, not believing i said "yes". he took my hand and slid the ring on my finger, staring at it. suddenly, i hugged him tightly, crying my eyes out - of course because i was happy. "that's one of my christmas presents for you.", jimin stated, hoding me tight, fingers stroking over my trembling back to soothe me.

"that was the best present i could have ever get in my life.", i croaked, pulled away and looked into my now fiancés eyes. "and mine was that you actually said yes.", he commented and pecked my nose. "you thought i would reject you? that's really jamless!", i pouted, poking jimin's cheek. 

"i really can't wait to spend the rest of my life with you."

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edited; 2017/11/30.

this is high-key so cringeworthy.

"if you live to be hundred, i want to live to be a hundred minus one day, so i never have to live without you."
— a.a. milne; winnie the pooh