Neighbors with Benefits // BTS

Night Guest

Should I answer it? I placed my hand over my heart, I felt its pulse beating so fast. Adrenaline rushed inside of my and I went back to the first floor. The light that shined outside my door showed a tall figure wearing just black. I couldn't tell who it was. Another knock. I was even more hesitant than before. 

Maybe they would go away. 

Maybe it was Yoongi who came over last time. . .

I gave up and made my choice to check this person. Using the peephole, I was able to see the pink bangs. I swallowed in my vomit. Jimin was there, and he didn't look that happy to come see me. I counted to ten first before I could open the door. 

Jimin looked tired when I opened it, but still showed a smile and left himself in. "Ah, it's cold outside." I closed the door and slowly followed him. I didn't have the guts to ask him if he was okay or not. I frowned. 

"Thank you for the crepes," Jimin started, sitting on the couch. "It was so good. . ." 

I wasn't convinced that he came here just to tell me that my crepes were good, but I was glad he ate it. Jimin glanced at me and got up from the couch. He began to walk over to me, which I did my hardest not to move.

"About today, that was immature of me. I'm sorry you have to see that side of me. . ." He apologized slowly bowing to me. "Jin and I made up by the way. . ." He removed his hoodie to comb his hair with his hand. "So please, don't worry about us." 

I sighed in relief. ". . .T-that's good to hear. . ." I said softly. 

"Oh! And also," Jimin pulled out an envelope from his hoodie pocket. "This is just my way of saying thank you. Don't open right now." He grabbed my hand and placed the envelope on my palm and made me cupped it. 

My only silent response was a slow nod. I was blushing from his touch when he didn't release my hand. I stared at his hand and looked back at his face and saw him smirking. 

"You're so adorable when you're all flustered, Cutie~" 

His words were killing my heart.

I covered my mouth and that was when he immediately released my hand. I smiled under my hand and removed it from my lips. I knew that would work. 

"I felt so bad for leaving you. . ." Jimin smile disappeared. "Do you still want to watch the movie?" 

"I-I. . . Um. . . " I seriously didn't know what to say. Horror movies at night don't work well for me. Plus, I didn't want to say yes. 

"Don't worry, I brought a different movie." He showed the movie case to me which looked more appealing than the last one. Still, I seriously did not see that coming. He prepared himself. I glanced at the clock shrugged. It's not like I had work tomorrow. 

"I'll. . . get the snacks. . ." I answered. 

"Alright!" Jimin cheered and ran to the living room to set the movie. I grabbed the bowl that still had the mixed snacks and noticed it was half way empty. Did Jungkook. . .? 

I shook my head and brought it to the living room table and sat directly from it. Jimin sat right next to me and played the movie.