Releasing a breath, I unlock the door and step through.
"I'M HOME." I announce my arrival as the enticing smell of spice enters my nostrils.
"Back here. In the kitchen!" Jisoo's light voice delivers across the distance between us.
Following her shout, I stop at a full table of fresh food. Steamy bibimap, kimichi, fried rice and chicken as well as ramen and galbi all sit on the table in a pair with their alluring smells drifting around the room.
"What's this?"
"Our dinner."
"You never cook though." I laugh uncontrollably.
"Shut up, brat." Jisoo whips a towel at me, forcing out a bigger laugh. Sticking her tongue out, she crosses her arms trying to hide her smile.
Backing away, I reject Jisoo's cute stance and the sit down dinner. Only to bump into Jimin.
AH. SHIT.
Goddamn. He's so beautiful. Standing there in shock, he chuckles and bows to me as a greeting.
What even. Oh my god. Jimin is bowing to me. Me.
"It's nice to meet you." he laughs.
Stumbling backwards, my brain struggles with the comprehension of his words.
YOU ARE NOT A FANGIRL, ASIA. WTF. STOP ACTING LIKE ONE. YOU LIKE THEM AND THEIR MUSIC. YOU THINK THEY'RE COOL. BUT YOU DON'T FIT IN WITH THE ZONE OF A DAMN FANGIRL WHO MELTS JUST BY LOOKING AT THEM. JESUS, GET A GRIP.
My inner monologue takes my attention away from Jimin.
Staring at me, he stands there locking me with them. Pulling my hand towards him, he throws his whole arm over my shoulder and drags me to the table.
"Come eat!" he exclaims brightly.
Tossing a silent nod, I stay standing while he sits down.
Everybody else comes to the table after us.
"Sit down." Jungkook grunts. I follow his stare, which directs at Jimin's delicate fingers stroking my hand.
Jimin's whole hand latches onto mine and pulls me down instantly at Jungkook's grumpy demand.
"Let's eat!" Jisoo states.
Kill me now.
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Hold Me Higher
Fanfiction"I hate you!" I scream as anger rushes through my veins, escaping through my voice as a hurling source of frantic frenzy. "I hate myself too." he mumbles back, before trapping me with his dangerously dark eyes. His hands grab my wrist and pull me...
