BTS MAKNAE LINE ONESHOTS

Jimin-Delay

A/N: fluff

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"Yes, I promise. I wouldn't miss it for the world,"

Jimin whined over the phone, "Hurry up,"

You chuckled, imagining his puffy cheeks and lips pouted out, "Alright Jimin, I'll see you later."

"Travel safely," He cooed. You heard shuffling afterwards, "Okay," You said, before hanging up. You noticed your phone battery and it was hanging on 1%.

It'll be enough.. nevermind. You sighed as you suddenly saw the black screen before your eyes. You checked your watch. It was already 8PM.

You've waited at least twenty minutes already for the train to arrive as more people came into the station, overcrowding the area. Suddenly, you heard the PA speakers, "This is the Public Transportation. We are sorry to announce there has been a delay. We are trying our best to get ahead of this situation. We apologize for the inconvenience. We thank you for your patience and cooperation."

Groans and impatient murmurs spread across the station, including yourself, who rolled your eyes. Then, you thought of Jimin. Ugh, he's gonna be waiting all night for me.

You tapped your foot impatiently, trying to find another route home, but your phone ran out of battery. You suddenly thought of the bus, but it was dark outside and you were too scared to walk out alone in the middle of the streets. In the end, you decided to just wait for the delays to end.

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"Where is the goddamn fuckin' train at?!" A man near you cursed out loud, gaining the attention of half the people in the station. You gulped, trying to inch yourself away from the angry individual. There were a lot of people in the station now and it started to get hot.

You quietly whined to yourself, praying the train came faster. It's been two hours already and the PA speaker has yet to come back with news. You started to feel sleepy, closing your eyes and drooping your head low.

Jimin must be worrying now.

After another 45 minutes of endless waiting, you heard the microphone. "Train services are back on track. We thank you for your patience and once again, we apologize for the inconvenience."

Your head popped back up, getting up suddenly. You checked the board immediately, 4 more minutes.

Cheers roared throughout the station, making a relieved laugh escape your lips. You checked your watch again, almost 11 PM. Your eyes almost fell out of your sockets.

The train arrived, causing everyone to push and shove. You thankfully got on, however, everyone was breathing on top of each other.

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You finally arrived home, "Jimin, I'm home," You sang, taking off your shoes. After you got no response, you walked into the living room, heart bursting at the sight.

The ceiling fan was still on, the light was still on, and Jimin was laying on the couch on his side, sleeping. His cheeks were squished on one side and you carefully approached him. You climbed on top of him, instantly hugging him. You started to poke his cheek, "Jiminie,"

He mumbled something, then wrapping his arms around your form.

"When did you get home?" He mumbled, eyes still closed.

"Just now." You said, sinking your face deeper into the crook of his neck.

He opened his eyes, "Why'd you take so long to come home? I called you like ten times and then you didn't come for movie night. I even fell asleep waiting for you." He complained, making you scoff.

"I was stuck in the train station for three hours because of the stupid delay and my phone died. Everyone was overcrowding and the atmosphere was so hot and everyone was frustrated and annoyed. I was standing too. I'm so tired. Waiting was so boring." You said.

"Aw, my poor baby." He cooed, planting a kiss on your head afterwards.

"Are we skipping movie night tonight?" You mumbled.

He chuckled, "Well, it's late and aren't you tired, baby?" He asked, patting your head, gently.

"Mhm," You lazily replied, feeling yourself lose consciousness.

"We'll have movie night tomorrow." He said, grabbing the blanket nearby and placing it over you and himself.

He laughed softly, seeing you fall asleep on top of him, "Am I your bed or what?"

You heard his question, but you were too drained to answer back. He chuckled almost inaudible, admiring you.

Patting your shoulders softly and playing with your hair, he whispered, "Good night, love."