Genderbend| Park Jimin x Reader [REVISED]

Chapter 5

[Reader's POV]

"Dance with me," Jimin whispers. My cheeks turn pink at the closeness of our faces. "What if I can't dance?" I ask making him smile. "Well, you're about to learn how to." He says before turning on a different song.

Jimin takes my hand and guides me to the middle of the room, the song sounding off the studio walls. "Just follow my lead and trust me." Jimin says before going off.

My feet move in sync with Jimin's, his hands lay on my waist while I kept mine on his shoulders, not knowing where to put them. Throughout the dance I could tell how passionate Jimin was about dancing. If you looked from a different perspective you couldn't even tell it wasn't choreographed.

Jimin grabbed ahold of my hand, spinning me around before dipping me down as the song ended. We stared at each other for what seemed like hours, not breaking the eye contact, not wanting to.

"See what happens when you trust me?" Jimin says making me chuckle and nod my head. "You're not as bad as I thought you were," He says. I smack his chest making him laugh. "Jackass..." I murmur.

We sat in complete silence, letting the music continue to play. After a few more minutes, Jimin stands up and turns off the music. "Lets go," He says without an explanation. "Where?" I ask standing up and following him out. "You'll see." He says, locking the studio.

By the time we had left the studio, the sun had already set and started to get colder. Me being the dumbass I am, forgot to bring a hoodie. I put my hands in my pockets, trying not to draw attention to myself being cold. Jimin catches takes a few glances at me from time to time while he led us to our next destination.

"Why is it that, whenever I'm with you, you get to pick where we go?" I ask. "Because I pick the best places to go," He explains walking towards some apartment complexes. "Besides, Isn't it the guy's job to treat the girl?" He asks. I look at him with a surprised expression. He smirks before unlocking one of the apartment doors, walking in shortly after.

As we walk in, I take in how clean and organized it is. "Is this your apartment?" I ask. "Yup," He says sitting down on the sofa. "Why don't you live alone?" He asks as I sit down next to him. "Please, my mother barely lets me leave the house alone, she won't let me live alone," I explain making him laugh. "What about your parents? Why do they let you live alone?" I ask. "I don't have any to stop me." He says, silence taking over.

I regret asking Jimin that question. But unfortunately, once something is said you can't take it back. "I'm sorry I asked, Jimin." I apologize but he shrugs his shoulders. "It's fine. It's not as hard to talk about as it used to be." He says while playing with his hands.

"You want to watch a movie?" He asks, trying to brighten the mood. I turn to him and smile. "Sure." I respond. Jimin smiled at me before getting up and grabbing a movie. While he was picking a movie, I couldn't keep my eyes off of him. His shirt was thin so I was able to see through it. His back was defined and it was obvious he works out. The thought of Jimin working out made my face turn a bright pink and quickly look away.

'Snap out of it Y/n, you're acting like Dae' I thought to myself as I slap my cheeks. "What the hell are you doing?" Jimin laughs. "U-Uh good q-question," I stutter. Jimin raises his eyebrow and shakes his head. "What movie did you pick?" I ask changing the subject. "No idea, but its a cheesy romance." He says as I chuckle.

The longer the movie went on, the colder it got. I hold my arms in my hands, trying to heat myself up. Jimin looks over at me before getting up and walking down the hallway. I turn my attention towards where he went instead of the movie, suddenly very interested on where he was going.

Jimin came back a few minutes later with a hoodie in his hands. "If you were cold, why didn't you say anything?" He asks as he hands me the jacket. "Because I didn't want to be a burden," I mumble while slipping the hoodie over my head and putting the hood up, burying my head into it.

As the credits start to roll on the TV, I look over at the clock to see it was almost eleven o'clock at night making my eyes widen. "Holy shit, Jimin I've been out almost all day!" I exclaim standing up. "I know," He says nonchalantly. I look at him dumbfounded. "While you were focused on the movie, I texted your mom." He says. "With my phone?" I ask. "With your phone." He says. "What did she say?" I ask. "I told her you can spend the night here, she seems to have full trust in me." He says. I sit on the couch, trying to process what he just told me.

After sitting in silence for a little while, I checked my phone to see he was right. My mom said she didn't mind me staying here. "It's funny how she's letting you stay with me tonight but not have your own apartment," Jimin says. "Why is that?" I ask as he gets up off the couch and going into the kitchen. "Y/n I'm a guy, I've talked to your mom a few times and she has full trust in me." He explains. "I can't choose who my mom likes and who she doesn't like." I say and raise my hands up in defense.

Jimin went to his room and grabbed a few blankets. "You can sleep up in my room while I'm down here, I also have some clothes for you to borrow for tomorrow so you won't have to go home," He says throwing the blankets on the couch. "I can sleep down here, it's not a big de-" I start but got cut off by Jimin putting his hand on my mouth. "Let me be nice for once." He says before letting go of my mouth.

We stood in front of each other, staring. "What's the point of this if you know I'm going to sleep on the couch anyway?" Jimin asks. "Because, I'm trying to prove my point when I say it's fine for me sleeping on the couch." I retort. He raises an eyebrow before responding. "Fine. You can sleep on the couch," He says making me smile in victory. "But on one condition," He finishes. "And what is that?" I ask.

"You have to kiss me," He says making my eyes widen. "On the lips" He says tapping his lips.