K-pop Boy Group Oneshots

Park Jimin (BTS)

Have you ever just wanted to constantly kiss someone?

Not for any sexual reason, but because you feel so much love and adoration for them and kissing is the most intimate way you can express that?

It's a strange sensation, one I'd never experienced before. Hell, I hadn't even kissed anyone in my life until I met him.

~Flashback~

"Noona, these are the members of BTS." Jungkook said, hands resting on my shoulders in support.

"Hello." I said, bowing as they bowed back. "This is Jin hyung, Yoongi hyung, Hoseok hyung, Namjoon hyung, Jimin hyung, and Taehyung hyung."

Namjoon spoke up first, with a warm smile.

"You're Jungkookie's friend?"
"Ne, Kookie and I lived next door to each other in Busan. Aside from you guys I'm the only friend he has."
"Noonaaaa! You're so mean to me!"

The younger boy pouted and I rolled my eyes patting his cheek. I noticed Jimin looking me up and down, and began to feel self-conscious.

I'd been following BTS since their debut, and knew their names and personalities pretty well from watching Youtube videos and obviously talking to Kookie about them.

I worried about what they would think of me. "Jimin-ah, it's rude to stare." Jin scolded. "A-ah mianhae! I haven't seen someone your age be this small before. Not in a bad way, being small is fine! I'm small too!" He then put his hands in a jazzy gesture as if showcasing his height.

I sweatdropped. "Ignore that hyung, he's weird. Come on! I wanna show you the dance room!" Kookie grabbed my wrist and started running down halls.

I couldn't help but giggle at his excitedness. I'd really missed the little weirdo I called my best friend.

My mouth became slightly agape as I took in the dance room. Dancing was not exactly my forte, but as a gymnast, I could already appreciate the space and giant mirror.

Turning to Kookie with a mischievous grin, I asked him how many backbend kickovers he thought it would take to go across the room.

Before he could answer, I decided to test it myself.

I began giggling uncontrollably as he tried to copy me, and came fairly close before falling.

He laughed as well, and I pulled him into a tight hug. "I missed you, dork."

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After the first day of meeting the guys, I began to hang out with them more often, and even moved to Seoul. My gymnastics school was there anyways, and I'd been considering it for a while.

"Y/n, will you grab me ice cream on the way here?"
"Did you eat all your lunch?"
"...No."
"Sorry Jiminie oppa, not buying any."

I couldn't see him over the phone, but I could feel his pout a mile away and a smile spread across my face.

"B-but I really want ice cream and you promised the next time you came over you'd bring me some..."

I sighed. Unfortunately, he was right. But he'd given me puppy eyes, it wasn't my fault.

"If you kiss Kookie on the cheek, I'll buy you ice cream." I replied, grinning devilishly.

"What if I kiss you on the cheek?"
"Then all you'll get is a craned neck from stooping seven inches below your height."