The Eighth Member • A BTS Fanfic (Jimin x Reader/oc)

Chapter 25

As Jimin becomes more drunk through the night, I start wondering where the other boys went. I'm guessing they left us to be alone but it's become quite. Too quite. Leaving a drunk teen home alone is a bad idea. Especially if he's with his sober girlfriend.
We moved to the couch because he complained about his back hurting from the chair. I grab the bottle in case he wanted more.

"I'm not gonna leave you, Jiminie. I am  going to stay by your side as you go through this. And you can pay back the favor when I get drunk!" I respond to his last comment.

I smile at the mildly intoxicated man as he slumps on the floor. His cheeks are a bit pink and his hair is messy, but he still looks like a god. No makeup, all natural beauty. I guess some people look good no matter what state they're in.
"Try it! It's gOod Min-Ji ahhhhh," he rolls onto the floor.
"Ah-uh-ah, it won't do us any good if I get drunk too. One of us needs to be awake and sober for the other. We need to take care of each other," I scold him, wiggling my finger. His hair somehow becomes messier, and he looks at me with pure innocence.

"Take...care?" He spits the words out, his head hanging down. I know what I have to do. I grab a bucket and let him throw up.
"It's okay," I pat his back and I shake my head. "Such a weak stomach,"
"Min-Ji," he moans my name, in a yell like manner.
"What now?" I look at the man who is struggling on the floor. He suddenly climbs up on the couch. He starts getting closer and slumps on top of me. "EEEK!" I let out a small scream as he sits nose-to-nose on top of me.

"Please do it with me," he blushes, and I can tell he is going in and out of consciousness as well as being serious.

"Do what?" It's my turn to blush and my face is so hot, I feel prickly heat on my skin. His gaze lingers on my lips, and I feel the lustful energy radiating from both of our bodies.
"Please," he pleads with wide eyes.

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I wake up well rested in the morning. My boyfriend Jimin is sleeping next to me, so I naturally wake up to go make breakfast for him. The weekend is almost here and I want to make it a good week for him. I start by making a tonic that is good for hangovers and mixing it with coffee. I make bacon, eggs, and toast to serve him. I moved him to the bedroom last night and decided to stay there with him because I was so lazy.

Jimin wakes up to a good breakfast in bed.
"Ugh...what happened last night?" He clutches his head.
"You don't remember?" I ask.
"No," he looks at me and his eyes suddenly widen.

"Whatever you're thinking, it's not true. We didn't even get that far. You're the one who passed out, not me," I wink at him and I feel his blush a mile away from him. I love messing with him.

*Flashback*

"Please," he pleads with wide eyes. "I need to do it! I'm scared I won't know where to start during my wedding night," he begs.
"Wait, are you a virgin?" I ask while jumping up in my seat. He blushes and nods. "Well, let's not waste any time then. Take off your shirt," I order him, and things escalate fast from there.
"Are we gonna do it here?"
"Duh, where else?" I ask. Just as I'm about to take off my shirt, he actually faints.

*End Flashback*

"Why are you so surprised? It's not as if it's something I've never seen before. Gosh, now I finally understand that you are a true God in every way because you are good at everything. Ah, last night was a real eye opener for me. Thanks for a wonderful time," I kiss his cheek and he gives me a guilty smile. He doesn't even remember half of the things we did!

"You're welcome, cutie. We should do it again sometime, because it was so good, and so fun," he sips his coffee as he tells me this. I stretch and yawn,
"Oh yeah, s*x is fun," I smile at the flustered man.
"What? You look surprised,"
"No...that word," he points at me and then scratches the back of his ear.
"What about it? S*x? Don't you love it? S*x, s*x, s*x!" I repeat the words as the door comes open, and Gee walks in.

"Oh hey Gee, I thought you weren't coming home today,"
"Don't play games with me, Min-Ji. I just heard the s word. Did you guys actually fu–"
"No! It's not what it looks like I swear! We just fell asleep next to each other," Jimin interuppts her.

"The s word? Gee, do you think we're 5? We're all adults here, so we can say it all we want," I take a deep breath,

"S–"

"–And that's enough talking from you. We'll be right out," he covers my mouth and I hide under the blanket. Jimin goes to shower and I just throw on his clothes and they look good on me! His gray sweatpants and plain white t-shirt actually fits me! I proudly stand in front of the mirror as he gets out of the bathroom.

"Whoa, what happened here?" He asks me, and just as he comes in for a kiss, the door opens once again, breaking us apart.

We hear a gasp.
"Ah, Gee-ah was correct! You actually slept with your oppa!" Hoseok bounces in, and he has a look of surprise.
"No, we didn't. Hyung, leave us alone!" Jimin stomps like a child.
"We're shooting another episode of Run, BTS! Today. Get downstairs and show your face to the manager," he turns.
"Wait, isn't today the day where we have to shoot for the new MV?" I ask slowly.
"Today's Saturday. We always film for Run, BTS! On Saturdays. You'll have to talk to manager hyung," Hoseok says.
"Wait–why did you change your honorific for Manager?" Jimin catches him.

"Oh, right, I forgot to tell you, but we have a new manager now!"