Chapter Four
My palms are clammy. My heart is beating as if I'd just ran 5k. My head is bursting with all kinds of openers or responses, every possibility has made its way to my mind. Professionalism, Y/N! I keep reminding myself that even if we do recognise each other we couldn't just pause the entire scheduled interview to have a casual catch up, especially with six other clueless members in the room. But what if he doesn't recognise me? Do I bring it up then? Yes. No. He could hate me! I shake my head like a dog having just been in water, I need to focus on why I'm really here: to interview the group, not Jimin.
Twelve ticks onto the clock and the door cracks open, my heart thuds and for a moment I'm self-conscious that they can hear it through the thick skin soundproofing my body. The first person to walk in is RM, Kim Namjoon, he has dark hair like all of them right now. He's smiling at me, the two dimples becoming apparent and softening his face entirely; his overwhelming friendliness eases me for a moment but then the next member shuffles in and it's not Jimin. The next is Jin, he has a more serious tone to his face yet still managing to pull off such beauty, or as he would say 'handsomeness.' At least he's not lying when he says it, he truly is handsome. They all begin to approach me, shaking my hand one by one and taking a seat behind me. Their hands are soft and warm, I only long to feel Jimin's though. I shouldn't be thinking this way, not when I have Gregg at home, especially when I'm working as well. Next up is J-Hope, cheery and grinning, I can't help but grin with him and giggle. He genuinely brings happiness and hope into the room, I shake his hand enthusiastically before he takes a seat. Taehyung saunters in behind him, serious at first but once having approached me an adorable smile dominated his features. As Taehyung sits down, Yoongi arrives, giving me a small smile and sitting down, it doesn't phase me though. He seems quite shy, he's not the first to be wary of me either. Jungkook walks in with Yoongi and by now I can barely focus on the greetings as my nerves settle in hard when I realise Jimin is inevitably next. I don't dismiss Jungkook, shaking his hand with a steady smile. It's finally here. Petite but full of happiness, exactly as I remember Jimin struts into the room flashing his teeth at me before halting and losing all emotion in his face. I'm unsure how I look right now but the room is dead silent, you could genuinely hear a pin drop, perhaps even my heart beating. The members are staring at each of us in confusion, Jimin and I don't pull away though. I can't tell if he's happy or not.
*"Hi," he mumbles, shaking my hand briefly only to give me a small glimpse of the past before it vanishes all over again. I remember those hands, how they once held one mine. They were always small, smaller than my own. "Nice to meet you." I stop to look at him with a confused expression but he just shuffles along without a thought and the interview begins.
And you finally meet, I hope you enjoyed.. :)
-Shannon-
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One Month Trip | Park Jimin x Reader
FanfictionAs a radio presenter with the fortunate luck of speaking Korean, your boss has no hesitation in flying you out to where you grew up: Seoul, South Korea to interview BTS, a group whose popularity seems to increase by the second. You are oblivious to...