BTS Scenario

°~Park Jimin~°

~College AU~

Kinda...

Stupid cat!

That damn thing has been running away at least seven times this week. You would have let her come back on her own, but your little brother didn't stop crying. So this is why you spent your night searching for horny ass cat, that was visiting her boyfriend somewhere around the neighborhood.

"Mochi! Where are you!?" You exclaimed in the night making your neighbors shout in hope to silence your 'desperate' cries.

It was past midnight when you realized that the damn cat wasn't going to show up, but also you were lost in the busy streets of Seoul. The dark alleys seemed quite scary and the only thing reassuring your safety were the lights of the street lamps above.

You came to a park you didn't quite recognize, but what you, in fact, did recognize, were the purrs of a certain white cat you were searching for.

There on the bench, your cat stood upright having a 'conversation' with a blond boy. You could swear you had seen the specific haircut somewhere before, yet you were too far away to make out any facial features.

Skeptic if you should walk up to them or not you decided to just walk closer to reassure, the white little ass was yours.

The boy seemed to have taken notice of your presence and turned around to meet your face. You definitely saw this face on campus. You remembered the face belonging to one of the main dancers that the girls seem to swoon over.

He waved at you and gestured for you to accompany him. You did.

"(Y/n), look I found this cat, she was following me all the way to here," Jimin said. You were surprised of him knowing your name. You sat down taking the cat to your lap and started stroking the soft white-greyish fur.

"I was looking for her..." you said in a low tone. The fact of him knowing about you seemed so inconvenient. In college, you were rather the shy, awkward student, only by yourself and not making much contact with all-around people.

An uncomfortable silence fell upon the both of you, until you decided to break the silence.

"How come you know my name?" you asked in a shaky voice. Again. Anti-socialism.

"Oh, I... Ahm... The first day of school! Yes! You showed me around campus," he said looking anywhere but at you.

You let your mind wander to that day. It was a cloudy spring morning and the art teacher came up to you asking if you could show the new student the school. Apparently, the student council was on a field trip and your art teacher was in charge but didn't manage to finish her art project. With that reasoning, she asked you for help.

Annoyed because you had to finish a project yourself, you met the boy in a quite unfashionable way: by bumping into and yelling at him. You quick apologized though and shook hands.

As you walked around you had a great conversation and you thought of him being the nicest person you had met so far. Unfortunately, as for the next day of school people start surrounding Jimin everywhere he went and not much after, he gained the nickname of 'The player'.

You never saw him as a player, more like being too nice to decline anyone or tell them to leave him alone. Despite that, you still started to avoid him. He tried many times to approach you, but every time he was interrupted by someone wanting his attention and because you were having the habit of avoiding people, both of you lost contact quick.

"Yes. I did..." you whispered. Looking at your cat and the moon above, you stood up.

"Well since I found Mochi I guess I should head home," you said giving him an apologetic smile. He laughed a little mentioning that his friends had named him the same way for his chubby cheeks.

You imagined all those girls clinging to him, calling him all sort of cutesy names. A sting of jealousy poke at your heart, but you quickly shrugged it off.

"I guess they do..."

You were halfway through the park when a voice startled you from behind. Turning around you found Jimin running towards you.

"Wait! I'll take you home!" he huffed from the distance.

"Oh, you don't need to really..."

"I have to. There are many dangerous people on the streets of Seoul at night you know..." he said coming up to your side.

You decided to let him since you were lost anyway and you both walked in silence until the next crossroad, where you looked around but couldn't recognize any streets.

"I think we need to turn right," Jimin explained.

"How do you know?"

" I... Ah was ... Ahm ... Driving through yesterday and saw you, and... Ah... I have a good memory from learning a lot of dances. You know..."

"Well, lead the way..."

Yes, this seemed kind of shady and yes, you felt awkward, but you knew better than to ask and make this whole situation even scarier. If he was a stalker then be it, but if he could bring you home it was fine with you. You would deal with it tomorrow.

While walking Jimin got bored and start singing one of your favorite songs. You smiled, not only at his song choice but also at the fact that his voice was sounding angelic.

You soon got home and Jimin stopped singing. You told him goodbye and was about to turn your key into the door when two hands turned you around and pinned you to the mentioned door. Mochi sprung out of your hands and took the cat door to get inside.

You were sucked between feeling scared and blushing. Your breath started to quicken.

"(Y/n) I'm sorry..." he said burying his face into your neck.

"Since I met you that day you keep popping in my mind. You make me have sleepless nights. I figured if I came to your house I could talk to you in peace since there would be no one interrupting. But every time I come to this porch I run away instantly. I was being to shy to approach you, so I... Stole your cat now and then in hope to meet up with you."

He took a deep breath before he continued.

"I just...seem like a creep but if I don't tell you this, my obsession for you will drive me to a madhouse."

Were you taken aback? Yes. Did you find it off-putting? No. You gave him a gentle hug to reassure him, you will not hate him forever.

"Well, do you want to try being together?" you asked close to his ear. Jimin's body froze. He stood like that for some seconds before showing you his flushed face.

"Say that again, I think I heard wrong."

"Do you want to try starting a relationship...with me..." you said again suddenly embarrassed by your question.

In a fraction, Jimin's lips touched yours and you could feel a huge smile forming on the kiss. Your eyes were wide open. You never expected such forward answer and you also couldn't deny the fact that you liked it so much for your own good.

"Ji...jimin you know, we should like...know each other...better...before this..." you said through the kiss and Jimin backed away just a quick as he moved in earlier. He apologized many times before explaining he was dreaming of this moment for so long.

Lastly, you pecked him and the cheek and scold him for stealing your cat before you both said your goodbyes and part ways with goofy smiles on both faces.

Cats! Best investment your parents have made. Definitely.

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The End.

(A/n)

I don't own a cat sadly. Edited