Borahae (BTS reverse harem)✔️

Best Of Me

When Jiwoo sent a text saying that the photos were ready less than a week later, I expected her to email a file. So I was more than a little surprised when a courier delivered a large, sealed envelope to the apartment with my name on the front. I open it and find a sticky note attached to a file folder.

Pretty pictures for Pretty Violet! I hope you love them. They show the beautiful you!

—Jiwoo

I smile. Jiwoo is so sweet and just an all-around good person. She didn't have to ask me to be one of her models. And she definitely didn't have to take special photos of me in an attempt to boost my confidence. I mean, I probably looked ridiculous in them anyway. There's no way they turned out—

Holy shit.

I open the folder and see...me. Draped seductively over the chaise lounge in winter white lingerie. Some of the photos are of me looking at the camera with smoldering eyes and parted lips like I've just been caught mid-moan. Some are of me looking away longingly or with my eyes closed with my lip caught between my teeth as if I'm overcome with passion. There are even a few playful ones with me teasingly biting the pearl necklace or pretending to pull up my stockings, my legs positioned to show maximum skin. And some insanely erotic ones with me sitting up on my knees, my arms raised above my head to elongate my body and my back to the camera, giving just a peek of my ass through the sheer robe.

There are at least ten different poses to choose from and each has been made into a 5x7 print, the perfect size for what I have in mind. I text Jigaemae, hoping he isn't busy. I've got some shopping to do while the guys are out, and a plan to pull off that I hope will appreciate.

I get back before they're home for the day and spring into action. After I've crafted seven gift bags, I head into the kitchen to make dinner. I'm just taking the scratch-made chicken pot pie out of the oven when the guys stroll in.

"You're here!" I beam, genuinely happy to see them. They all look so handsome, even in oversized shirts and sweats. And while they must be tired, their faces instantly light up when they see me.

I wonder...will it always be like this? Will they always give me butterflies whenever they come around? Will I always be so ridiculously attracted to them to the point that I can barely function whenever one of them touches me?

One by one, they each greet me in their own way, some with hugs, others with kisses. However, none of them are shy about showing me affection now and I'm absolutely over the moon. Now it's time for me to kick it up a notch.

"Dinner's ready," I announce. Still holding Jimin's hand, who has refused to let me go, I lead them to the kitchen where the pot pie is cooling in the middle of the island, tendrils of steam curling over it. There's also salad, bread, and a small cake.

"What's all this?" Namjoon questions.

I reach up on my tiptoes and kiss his cheek. "I just wanted to do something nice for you. You all always make me feel spoiled, even when you're working tirelessly. And since I miss you terribly, I want to try to make each moment special. I wanted to do something for you."

He grins, giving me full view of his dimples. "Wow. This is amazing. You're amazing. But you don't have to do anything to make things special. Just you being here is enough. You make our lives special."

The other boys mutter and nod in agreement. Jimin puts his head on my shoulder then turns to kiss my neck, whispering I love you in my ear. We hadn't yet revealed that we'd exchanged those words with the others to avoid jealousy. But Jimin was adamant that the guys felt the same way, including Yoongi who rarely shared his emotions. He didn't need to say the words. His beautiful heart could be seen every time I caught him looking at me. Or anytime he brushed his hand against mine in passing. He would often make an effort to sit or stand beside me whenever he had the option. And when I'd wrap my arms around him, he didn't flinch. He embraced me fully and easily.