We Got Married (Choi Yoojung × Park Jimin fan fiction)

WGM 8

Very very very late update but because of that one message that gave me a good feedback, I am able to make this chapter. You know who you are and you are so sweet! Thank you and enjoy! 💓

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Yoojung's POV

I felt the raindrops slowly covering my body. It was cold but I didn't mind. We were running hand in hand and I'm smiling the whole time. This is a really victorious moment for a fangirl like me, you know. I think my face right now is sooo red! Good thing it's quite dark so I'm not that embarassed.

After a whole long way of running, we passed the bridge. I thought we'll go straight home but he suddenly stopped in front of the house.

I looked at him questionably but he just smiled more. He then let go of my hand. I was slightly sad because oppa's hand was really warm and soft. I want to hold it more, hmmm...

He put his left hand on his back then bowed slightly in front of me. He then offered his right hand to me and peeked a little. My face is now a tomato, oh myyyy! I pouted but I really can't hide my smile!

“Will you please have this dance with me, my lady?”  

AAAAAAHHHHHHH! MY WHOLE SYSTEM IS GETTING CRAZY AND MY MIND AND HEART IS SCREAMING! Why is he like this? He wants my heart to explode!

I took his hand slowly and was startled when he pulled me closer to him. Oppa's face is so near mine that I have to watch out for every single breath that leaves my mouth. My eyes got bigger when he chuckled. I really love his laugh, it's so genuine.

He put my hand that he's not holding above his shoulder and then placed it on my waist. He started to take a step sidewards and I followed him. There were no music, there were no sounds, only our heartbeats. We swayed and move around while laughing at times and smiling at one another. It was just that, and I knew the moment was perfect.

He suddenly stopped and we're just staring at each other's eyes. He's so gorgeous, I don't know how possible that is. My breathing then become more restrained he put his forehead above my forehead. Our faces are now so near I can't even explain how hot my face is getting.

“Yoojung-ah, you're so cute...”   he muttered

He then sighed and bit his lip as he distanced himself. I swallowed nothing as a sign of relief but froze when I realized what he just said.

“A-Ah, anieyo! (A-Ah, no!) You're cuter!”   I said nervously

I want to slap myself and get out of there! Yoojung what are you saying?! I was then relieved when he started laughing. I was just smiling while staring at him laugh like that. He's so dreamy, ugh. He ruffled my hair and we went home afterwards.

Little drops of water are on the floor since we're both soaking wet. I went to the room where my clothes are and changed while Jimin oppa went to the bathroom and showered.

After changing my clothes, I texted Doyeon even though she's definitely sleeping right now. I told her how incredibly flustered I am right now about what's happened. Giggling to myself, I went to the bedroom.

When I opened the door, my feet froze on it's place and my eyes widened in shock because of the sight in front of me.

Jimin oppa's topless! Like real hot damn topless! A complete view of his ripped abs, what in the world–?!

“A-Ah sorry! I-I'll come back later...”  I said, turning around and out the door

I breathed in and out deeply to calm my nerves and to lessen the sure redness of my face. I put my hands on both cheeks and tried not to think about it too much.