I sat in a chair not too far from where the boys were gathered, propped against one another, posing cooperatively for their pictorial.
"Now, happy!" the photographer instructed and they instantly obliged, laughing and smiling excitedly.
Namjoon accidentally pushed Hoseok out to the front and the latter ended up on his butt, wailing and screaming and just being his usual loud self. The entire set guffawed loudly at the poor man's expense and a mock fight broke out amongst Bangtan, while Namjoon helped Hoseok up and frantically apologized to him
"Okay, done!" the photographer called out after a minute and the boys all looked at him with a classic "huh?" I giggled at Jungkook's surprised face and got up, realizing that their genuine, intimate little interaction had probably resulted in great photographs. I handed Jin his coffee and Jimin shrugged out of his jacket and placed it on my shoulder, winking at me subtly before proceeding to tuck-out his shirt. I glanced around to see if anyone had noticed our little exchange. I smiled softly to myself and held his jacket while all of us walked back to the lounge.
"Hyung, can we get something to eat on the way home? I'm starving," Jungkook groaned, dramatically rubbing his hand over his stomach.
"Didn't you just eat half an hour ago?" Yoongi questioned, already half asleep.
"I don't see how that's relevant," Jin began, "what do you want to eat, Jungkook-ah?"
"Kids really do take after their parents," Jimin muttered beside me and I smiled up at him.
"What are you doing now?" he asked softly.
"I'll go home and sleep, I think. I studied while we were here so I don't think I can again," I looked at him hesitantly, "why? Were you planning on coming by?"
"When are you going to ask to come to my house?" he asked, suddenly.
"Huh?" I frowned. You have 6 housemates, Park Jimin.
"Do you not want to? Come to my house?" we trailed behind everyone else, walking into the lounge slowly, side by side.
"I mean, I guess... but you all live together," I shook my head, eyes wide, "so like... I don't..."
"That's not something you need to worry about," he shoved his hand into his pocket. I would really like for you to put it around my waist instead.
"Okay," I said, firmly, "then I would like to come to your house sometime."
"Okay, doll," he whispered, "you said the words."
"I did," I smirked.
"Can't wait you hold you in my own bed," Jimin whispered, taking a step forward.
"Hey, what are you guys talking about?" Taehyung walked to us.
I blinked rapidly and masked my blush by coughing. Jimin put his other hand in his pocket, looking at the floor and stepping backward while an oblivious Taehyung hooked his arm around Jimin's shoulder. Why!
"Nothing, Jimin-ssi was just telling me about your house," I shrugged.
"Oh! He was?" Taehyung glanced at Jimin, "why don't you come by? What are you doing now?" Taehyung gushed.
"Uh... Just standing here," I gestured around us.
"Come with us, then! We're getting dinner and heading home,"
"It's pretty late though," I looked at Manager-nim, who wasn't paying attention to us.
"So? Jin hyung will drop you back home," Taehyung stated.
"Are you sure?" I asked, glancing at Jimin. The question was meant for him.
Jimin flashed me a small smile and nodded as Taehyung yelled "obviously!" in the back ground.
I guess I'm having dinner with Bangtan then.
At their house.
Umm hmm.
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Running In Circles // pjm.
Fanfiction"I want... I- stay. I want you to stay," I stuttered the words, admitting them softly. "You come by and then you leave. You don't stay. You don't stay with me. So I want-" He stormed onto me, taking my face in his hands and assaulting my lips with h...
