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When He Realises He's Truely In Love

Jin:
He heard the soft knock on the door and he smiled, immediately placing the coffee mug he was holding between his hands softly on the counter before making his way to the door. He opened the door with a grin, and greeted you with a warm hug, wrapping his arms tightly around you. You smiled into his chest, closing your eyes as you took in the sweet scent of his cologne. Ah, Jin made you feel at peace.
You made small talk as you walked with him towards the kitchen, dropping your handbag on the dining table, and shrugging off your coat, hanging it on one of the chairs. He smiled as you spoke excitedly about your day at work, drinking in each and every one of your words as if you were telling him the most interesting information he had ever come across.
You noticed the coffee mug on the table, and smiled, it was the one you had bought for him two months prior when you accidentally broke one of his while cleaning out the kitchen after a small party you guys had planned. You picked it up and took a sip, relishing in the bitter taste of the drink. You looked at the watch on your wrist and clicked your fingers, asking him if the guys had eaten yet. He shook his head.
You began pulling out all of the ingredients out of the fridge, and all of the utensils you were going to need out of the kitchen before slipping the apron on. Jin slipped another apron on too, and smiled at you. You continued your chat while you both cut vegetables, and prepared all of the dishes for dinner.
He noticed how you brushed your hair behind your ear, and how you took care in every single one of the dishes, making sure they catered to each member's particular palate, or how your brows furrowed in concentration as you stirred the soup, and he noticed the way your lips curved upwards in a satisfied smile after you had tried your soup. And then it hit him, all of these little things he noticed, were things that made you special, and it was those little things that had him falling for you harder every day. He loved how you took care of him and the members even though it wasn't your responsibility, he loved how you helped him out with even the most mundane of chores, and how you always smiled at him, even though your day had been tough and you were worn out. He loved how the boys looked up to you like a mother figure, and how you cared for them too. And most importantly of all, he loved you, all of you, from head to toes. He was deeply, madly, irreversibly in love with you.

Rap Monster:
He kicked his shoes off before entering the dorm, and sighed deeply while he stretched. He had been running late at the studio, going over some songs, and practicing the latest choreography. He knew the other guys were already home, so when you texted him to tell him you were at the door, he told you that he would be coming soon, and to just call one of the guys to have them let you in.
He saw the back of your head poke out over the back of the sofa, and he smiled to himself, thanking whatever entity was watching him for your patience. Honestly, he firmly believed he must have done some really good deeds in his past life to ever deserve someone like you. He never managed to understand how you put up with him, and his hectic schedules, and his clumsiness, but he was grateful for it.
He began walking towards you, shrugging his jacket off and dropping it somewhere on the floor, his dimples poking out through his cheeks as his lips curved upwards. He placed his hand on the sofa, before sitting next to you, startling you. You jumped in your seat before turning around to look at him with your eyes wide open. He started laughing, but stopped immediately, becoming aware of the tear stains marking your cheeks. A frown creased his perfect forehead, and he stretched his hand out to cup your cheek.
"Are you okay Y/N?" He'd ask you, concern laced through his words. You nodded, wiping your tears quickly with your hands balled into fists.
"Then why are you crying? Did I do something wrong? Did the boys upset you?" He asked you, his tone much softer, as he caressed your face with his thumb. You shook your head energetically, sniffling.
"It's just, I was waiting for you, and I was watching the Notebook and and-" And you broke into sobs again, your small frame shaking slightly as you clutched his shirt tightly, hiding your face against his chest to minimize the embarrassment. He smiled widely, thinking about how cute you were, crying over a movie, and he realized he loved that about you, how empathic you were, how you always got emotional over someone else's sadness, or their suffering, and he realized he wanted to protect you from that. He realized he never wanted to see you hurt. He realized he would spend his whole lifetime keeping you away from the horrible darkness this world possessed.
He wrapped his arms around you, finally understanding the magnitude of his feelings towards you, smiling warmly, and he kissed the top of your head, while his even heartbeat lulled you to a state of serenity.
"Yah! Jagi, you shouldn't cry over movies like this. Want to go get ice cream?" He asked you, and you nodded against his chest, wiping the last few stray tears, feeling completely safe and protected in his warm embrace.