These are the series that I include from my Tumblr page:
-Sexy BTS
(scenes between reader x a member of BTS)
-BTS Short Imagines
(can be random stories that include either all the members, some of the members and sometimes the reader)
-BTS Personal...
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"Where are we going?" Jimin laughed as Yoongi tugs him out of the tent and into the cold night.
They had sat through the cake cutting and the toasting but soon got bored. So Yoongi - remembering their oath to make this night memorable - proposed that they sneak out of the party. After grabbing a bottle of Champagne and two glasses, Yoongi and Jimin made a run for it.
"I'm quite the nocturnal person," Yoongi explains in between breaths as they run. "So last night, when everyone was asleep, I toured the hotel."
"That sounds...fun?" Jimin said in an unconvinced way.
Yoongi stops at the white steps of the hotel and turns around. "Not just any tour," he muses with a smirk. "I managed to borrow a set of keys from one of the janitors walking around and uh...explored some of the locked rooms."
It was roughly around 2:43 in the morning when he snuck out of his shared room with Hoseok and Jungkook. Clad in his pajamas and hotel slippers, he crept down to the lobby and trailed after a janitor passing by. When said janitor got busy with mopping up the hallway, Yoongi stealthily grabbed the set of keys that hung on the edge of his cart. He didn't know what inspired him to do so and blamed it on the "early morning boredom".
"Borrowed huh?"
Yoongi shrugs and produces the set of keys from his pocket. He jingles it in in front of Jimin's face and gestures him to follow. They stride into the hotel with innocence masking their face, casually greeting the manager standing by the reception desk. When they were out of sight, they burst out laughing like kids as they run down the hallway.
"Be my watch man?" Yoongi asked, imitating a serious tone when he reached a door with gold knobs.
Jimin gave him a salute and dramatically crawls up the end of the hallway, peeking his head out of the corner to watch for any employees walking by. Yoongi files through the set of keys until he found the right one. With a click, the door opens and he calls Jimin back.
The room was dark, illuminated only by the streaks of moonlight streaming in through the tall windows. Silvery wisps of light outline a huge grand piano. Its shadow stretches all the way to the tips of their shoes from where they stood. The room was fairly small like it was made just so the piano can stand out.
Yoongi turns on the small lamp that sat by atop the piano, carefully places their bottle of Champagne and glasses on, then pulls out the heavy chair. It groans against the wooden floor, catching Jimin's attention from the rows of books that donned the shelves.
"Sit with me," Yoongi calls out and pats the empty space beside him.
"You know how to play?" Jimin asks in awe as Yoongi lifts the cover. His kept tucked under his thighs, not wanting to disturb the older boy.
