𝐋𝐞𝐭 𝐌𝐞 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐘𝐨𝐮 | ✓

Ch.42 Princess

After the boys meeting with Bang PD, they successfully got a chance in the industry. With months of training, the boys became BTS. Coincidental because that's the name you would've given them if you could've decided. And of course, you loved their name. Ever since their debut, their fanbase "ARMY" was rapidly expanding. You were proud of them, they made it this far to where they wanted to be. You never went back to college and neither did they. Nari still continued, she missed the 8 of you like crazy. You two girls still managed to keep in touch and meet up at times just because.

The boys got a place to live, you found your own place not too far from where they were. At the time, you and Jimin's relationship had to go under the radar. It would be too much if the public found out. You also didn't want everyone to know about it, so you were ok with it at the time. Due to practice, recording, and tours and talk shows, you never really got to spend time with Jimin like you did before. It was hard for you, time with Jimin was always short. You missed him and how everything used to be. But Jimin was happy with what he had. His dream had finally came true, that's all that mattered. You didn't want to get in his way of that.

Since you were settling down in Korea, you thought about getting yourself a job just so you had something to do. Your dad kept talking to you about joining the family business, but, it wasn't what you wanted. You were still trying to find yourself. Instead of working at a fast food restaurant, you set out for a more mature job. You started interning at a company that focused mainly on charities and finding ways to make the world a better place. The job was fine within no time you were promoted to being one of the main assistants for Minah Choi. One day at her office, you were filling out some forms and checking your planner to see what Mrs. Choi wanted you to do.

"I finished the forms that needed to be filled out, restocking your copy machine, emptying your mail folder in the lounge and I have the mail and important documents in a stack over there." "Thank you, Y/n.". "I guess I'll get going." You say while grabbing your clipboard and phone while trying to head out the door. "Y/n don't have to leave so soon. Please, sit down. I'd like to get to know you better." I it bad that you were surprised? They were nice but not this nice. But you couldn't say no. She was your boss. "Yes, ma'am."

"I'll start with me, I love to spend time with my family, I have a cooking and gardening hobby and I love writing books for others to read but of course you already knew that." "Well, in my spare time I donate money to charity, spend time with my boyfriend(when I can), practice on my painting (anything that has to do with art), and write."

"Have you heard of Bangtan Sonyeondan? My daughter loves them, she's around your age." Trying not to choke on the air you say, "Y-yes I have." You hope she'll just end the conversation there but, you've wrong before. "My daughter says her favorite is Jin. Do you have a favorite member?" "...J-jimin?" You hesitate. "Oh, he's cute. Do you cook or bake?" Thank goodness! She stopped talking about them. You didn't know how much you could take of trying to play cool. "I actually do both. My mom taught me many recipes when I was younger. It was more like a way of bonding between me, her, and my sister."

"That's really sweet.(Ring! Ring!)...Hello?...yes, she's with me...I'll gladly send her down."

"Is something wrong Mrs. Choi?"

"No, but I think you have a visitor down at the front desk."

"Ok, I guess I'll see you later, Mrs. Choi."

"Agreed."

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Before going down to the first floor, you close your office door and turn the lights off. After stepping out of the opening elevator doors you made it to the first floor of the building. You walked to the front desk to ask if someone had asked for you to come down. His finger pointed in a direction leading up to a guy with sitting in one of the love seats near the window had shades, a black mask and a cap on. You weren't sure who he was. "Excuse me, sir, do I know you?" "Y/n, it's me!" Your eyebrows frown in confusion. You have no idea who he is. "How do you know my name?" At least that's what you thought. "I'm your boyfriend! (takes off shades and mask)"

(whispers)"Jimin?! I couldn't tell it was you. You were wearing all this stuff." "I know, I know. I just didn't want any attention to be drawn to me. I also didn't want any rumors to rise. It'll make things worse". "I see, but what are you doing here? I thought you would've been too busy at work." His smile starts exposing, and eyes starting to glow with excitement. "They gave us the day off today. And that means we get to spend more time together, starting right now." "Right now?" "Yeah, isn't time for your lunch break? I have food in the car." You turn your phone on to look at the lockscreen just to check time, 12:45 "I guess it is!" "How much time do you have?" "We have about two hours.". "Perfect! Let's go."

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The couple got into his car that parked in the visitors only space. Y/n buckles her seatbelt, turning her face to Jimin."Where to?" Without looking at you he answers. "Home." "Home?" "Yep, we're going back to my place.". "...Um, okay." He reassures you"Don't worry the boys aren't there, if we're lucky they'll be gone all day. It'll just be us." You could tell he had some alterier motive. His common smirk sealed it all.

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"You getting what I'm getting?"

"Yeah, BTS's Park Jimin has a girlfriend."

"This is going to be internet gold."

"I know right. Did you get the picture?"

"Yeah, five of them."

"Perfect."

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(Y POV)  

Jimin opened the door to the luxurious house the boys lived in. It was big and spacious. New too. They were on a different side of town now. "So you guys upgraded to a house?" He sets the bags on the table that was next to him. "Yeah, and that means my new room is bigger than the last one." I smile at the statement he made, looking out the monsterous window giving me the view of the city. "I bet you love that." Jimin walks up behind me, resting his hands on my waist, and placing his chin in the crook of neck. Making me feel the his hot breath brush against my skin. I take a deep breath with my eyes closed. "...Hm, go up stairs to my room, I think you'll enjoy what you find." He whispered giving me chills.

My phone starts going off. Before answering, I check the caller ID. It was Mrs. Choi. I hope it wasn't an emergency.

"Hello?"

"Hi Y/n, you're on your lunch break if I'm not mistaken?"

"Yes ma'am."

"There's been a gas leak, and we think it's best for our employees to go home and work from there until it's safe again."

"Oh my goodness! Um, are you alright?"

"I'm fine, we've all evacuated from the building. Did you need anything from your office? I think I can get one of the men to get something for you."

"No ma'am. I think I have the things I need. But while I have you on the line, is there anything you'd like me to get done for you?"

"Now that you mention it, there is something I want done. When I look at you I see potential in a young lady. And based on what you told me today, you're on board with eco friendly things. I want you to go further in what you want. Do your research and tell me what you really want. If you sell me on it, you might find yourself with a job other than my assistant here. But take your time, theres no rush for it. Think you can handle it?"

"Y-yes ma'am! I'll defininately get working on that!"

"Alright. But DONT disappoint me. I can't wait to see your finished project."

"You won't regret it!"

"That's what I love to here. I'll talk to you later?"

"You got it!"

Call Ended

This was the best news of your life. It was like recieving that doll you wanted from Santa on Christmas day. It was my time to shine and prove myself to her. I could actually get a job out of it if I do my best. But I also have to think, what do I really want? I know I say I want to make earth a better place by using my creativity but, how am I gonna do that? I have to really take my time with this. But I hope I make the right choice.