Valentine's

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Hii! How are you all doing? I've been a bit busy with uni myself, but I hope you guys are doing okay. I'm really excited to share the second part to Valentine's with you! Hope you like it :)  

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It's still cold, it's still dark, rain is still pouring from the heavens – but you're laughing your ass off.

You honestly don't know how you got here. One moment, you're walking into a crowded bar and ordering the chicken wings Taehyung dubbed as 'the best goddamn wings in the whole wide world', and the next, it's two AM and you're walking back to your dorm in the rain, almost falling over from laughter as you listen to Taehyung's story detailing how his friend Yoongi once got shitfaced drunk, bought a frozen pizza, then broke into a fire station looking for a way to heat it up.

"Needless to say, he's sworn off tequila for the time being," he adds, laughing along with you, eyes crinkling in the corners. The both of you are soaked to the bone, shivering heavily, but neither of you seems to mind.

You try to hold back your laughter, but a flurry of giggles still escapes your lips. "I'm just- how do you just break into a fire station?"

He laughs and shakes his head. "I honestly don't think he remembers."

You wipe away the tears in the corners of your eyes as you enter your dorm building. It's completely silent inside and all the doors are closed, which surprises you a little, considering there's always at least one door cracked open, always music or voices echoing off the walls. You just figure it's because you've never really roamed the halls at this hour on a weekday. The air conditioning is blasting even though it's February and you shiver as the cold air cuts right through your wet clothes. "You have some wild friends."

He laughs, nodding as you walk up the stairs to your floor. "The absolute wildest," he says, looking aside at you. "I should tell you about the time Jungkook got thrown out a window."

"What?!" you exclaim, eyes wide.

Laughing, he puts a finger to your lips and shushes you. "People are sleeping, Y/N!" he hisses dramatically, only making you burst out in more giggles. He's grinning as he follows you onto your floor, walking you to the door of your apartment-style dorm. "And it was an accident."

You burst out in laughter again at the mental image, leaning into his side in an attempt to stay upright. "How?" you exclaim in a whisper, stopping at your door. "Just... how?"

He grins at you as you rummage through your purse to look for your keys. "I told you that you never get drunk for free."

More laughter bubbles in your throat and you try to hold it back, but it comes out in a weird snort. "Clearly," you giggle, pulling out your keys.

You look up at him, both your laughter dies down. His smile doesn't really falter, but you've noticed tonight that that's just the permanent look he wears. "So uh... thanks for saving my night," you mutter, blinking away the tired haze in your mind and realising you're still holding onto his arm. You quickly let go.

"My pleasure," he mumbles back, eyes soft. You can't help but stare at him, study his features up close.

You clear your throat, trying to pull yourself back into reality. Come on, get yourself together, Y/N. Gawking at people is rude. "And for showing me your drawings."

He smiles. His lips look so soft. "Thanks for looking at them."

You nod slightly, smiling up at him. You're standing so close that you can feel the warmth radiating off his body and you can count the raindrops clinging to his face. You want to reach up, wipe away the hair that's sticking to his forehead, feel his soft skin underneath your fingertips, but you stop yourself because, well, that'd just be weird. "And thanks for the chicken wings," you add, your voice even softer. Why do you keep thanking him? Is there really nothing else you can come up with here?