Fashion Designer {pjm x reader}

Ma Girl

Your POV

An addictive smell raped my nose. It didn't smelled like my bed but I felt secure and comfy. I wanted to go back to sleep but I heard a conversation that wake up my curiosity.

"I said no 'cause I was so nervous and then she became all sad but if I said yes I have the intuition that she'll say yes if I ask her to be my girlfriend !"

"You like her or not ?"

"I freakin' love her !"

It's Jin's voice and... Jimin's ? So he love me after all ? Why did you say no you shit ?

I covered my face with the thin blanket that was on me. I felt the cold air hit my legs but I didn't care.

"Yah Jiminie !" Namjoon shouted, "why is she here ?"

"It's because she was drunk !" He replied.

"But you could at least cover her lower part ! We can see her panty !" Namjoon said as I felt something covering my legs.

I lifted a bit the shirt to spy on them. I saw a shirtless Namjoon walking. Nose bleed.

"I'm going to take a new tee-shirt, don't steel my breakfast you shit !" He said while walking off to his room.

Did he say breakfast ?!

I stood up with the speed of light and rearranged my dress before rushing on the the empty seat, nearly falling off when I sat on it.

"Where is the food ?" I asked impatiently.

"It's my seat," a voice behind me informed.

"Oh Joonie !" I smiled, "sorry but if it's your seat... Where can I sit ?"

Jungkook proposed, "on the couch ?"

"Nope !" Jin refused, "not on the couch ! Otherwise there will be crumbs on it !"

"So on someone's lap ?" Hoseok wondered.

"I could sit on the floor instead you know..." Then, I felt someone lifting me and setting me on neighbor's laps, "Yah Namjoon ! Why did you put me here ?"

"Why are you making Jimin flustered ?" He made a cocky smile.

I looked behing me and saw a blushing jamless boy. I 'tched' and faced Jin again, taking a full spoon of food and eat.

***

I was in my way to my home and Jimin insisted to go with me. We arrived in front of my apartment. Before opening the door, I looked at him.

"You know..." I started.

"Yeah ?"

"I heard your conversation with Jin this morning, when you thought I was sleeping."

He stuttered, "y-you heard me ?" He chuckled nervously, "I suppose there is no point to hide it anymore.. ?"

"No."

He took a deep breath, "Ireallylikeyouwouldyouliketobemygirlfriend ?"

"What ?" I tilted my head to the side, "can you speak slower please ?"

He cleared his throat, "I really like you, would you like to be my girlfriend ?" I couldn't even give him a response that he quickly said, "I understand if you don't want to, I'm not going to force you.." he started to walk away but I grabbed him by the wrist, yanked him over me before pinning him to the wall.

"I didn't gave you my response you shit !" He tried to open his mouth to say something but I pressed my lips on his. His soft and sinful lips.

He was taken aback at first but appreciated it anyway. His hands found their way to my waist and he closed the gap between our bodies. He licked my lips, asking for entrance and I gladly welcomed him. His tongue was swirling around mine and I was gently caressing his. My hand run over his stomach to his head, ghosting my fingers on his neck. We finished the kiss with a peck and he smiled at me.

"Does this mean that I can call you Jagi ?" He questioned with a cocky smiled. I nodded, "and does this mean that Yoongi won't touch you ?"

"Don't worry about that !"

"I'm glad that you're mine !"

He checked the hour on his phone and gasped.

"Oh my God I'm late !" He frantically exclaimed while rushing down the stairs.

Poor him. The elevator is broke.

And I'm living at the sixth floor.