Touch | [BTS] p.j.m x reader

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Hello! I drew Jimin a few days ago, and I really wanted to share with my readers :) For the Christmas spirit, I made him a "snow prince" as I call it. I also attached a video showing me drawing this if you're interested at all. 

ALSO GUESS WHAT. I'm extremely excited because I've been working my butt off selling drawings and selling other items to save up for a BTS ticket and.....I HAVE ENOUGH TO BUY THE MOST EXPENSIVE TICKET AKA $250 !! WOW. I DID IT. Tickets go on sale Dec.14, the first 500 to buy the $250 ticket get into soundcheck....I really hope I am within the first 500, because this is for my birthday ahhh. I'm so happy. Wish me luck in getting a good seat. I can't believe I'm going to see my love, Park Jimin, live. In person. I will faint.

I had to share my excitement oops. You guys probably don't care  haha. But this will be my first time ever seeing BTS and I'm so excited. I NEVER HAVE THE MONEY TO GO ! ESPECIALLY NOT AN EXPENSIVE TICKET!

Whew anyways, do you like this story? I'm thinking of starting another BTS story too. Who would you like to see? Do you want it to be paranormal like this, college au, fantasy world , non famous world, pre debut world, etc. Let me know what kind of fanfic YOU have always wanted to read, or that you think I would do good writing. :) And if you're lucky I may use your name as the main character ;D

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"W-Why have you. . . been acting. . normally." I said slowly, eyes moving away from his electric blue ones for a moment, not being able to stare at them for too long. It just wasn't him. It wasn't natural.

He sighed, dropping his hands from my shoulders as he moved back to sit on the end of the bed, making it squeak slightly. I moved my gaze back to him as he stared at the carpeted floor now, hands fiddling with one another in his lap.

"I've got a lot of explaining to do." He said quietly.

I shifted my standing position, still not moving any closer to him. I was afraid he'd just leave and I couldn't bear to be alone with all these questions running through my mind. His thumbs were twiddling back and forth, a nervous habit he never could quit.  I instinctively reached out to rest my hands on top of his, making him instantly stop as he raised his head to look at me. He grabbed my hands fully, pulling me closer to stand in-between his legs. He wrapped his arms around my waist, making me shiver from the touch. 

"I'm sorry, let me fix that." He mumbled, pulling me closer. His eyes shut tightly, as if he was concentrating on something. Within a minute or so, I felt his touch become warmer, before returning to a normal body temperature which resulted in a small gasp to leave my lips. Jimin slowly stood up, his arms never leaving my hips. I noticed his knees shook a little, and he fell back down into sitting position, bringing me with him so I sat on his lap. I wrapped my arms around him firmly, hugging his warm body as tears escaped my eyes. It felt like a normal day now, if I could ignore everything else going on. He was warm, heart beating, small breaths falling from his perfect lips. But it wasn't real.

"Please." I whimpered. "Tell me what's going on." 

Jimin remained silent, his face scrunched slightly as if he was in discomfort. I wrapped my hands around his heated cheeks, thumb running under his eyes to wipe away a few tears that he had lingering. He gave a small half smile, leaning his forehead against mine. My heart beat increased, as it always did when he would come close to me. Even after all the years together, he made my heart race like I was a schoolgirl with the biggest crush on him. I would still get nervous on our dates, or shy when he would see me undress. I would blush if he stared at me too long, or held my hand in his. He always thought it was silly, but he loved to feed into it.