BTS One Shots

Nightcap | Jimin

Hello friends!! I hope you've all been well this week♥ Remember that one slytherin!jimin fic I uploaded a couple months ago? I loved writing it so much that I couldn't get it out of my head, so I started writing this one shot and I thought you guys might like to read it, so here it is! :) If you haven't read that fic, worry not, you can definitely read this one on its own!! In any case, I hope you enjoy it♥♥♥

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You huff as you shuffle down the steps of the Slytherin common room, tugging at your tie to finally loosen it and give yourself some room to breathe. Your eyes are drooping and your shoulders are hanging low, your feet aching from walking around the castle for hours. Even worse, you can't go to bed yet – you haven't gotten the chance to finish all your homework.

Patrol duty fucking sucks.

The common room is cold and empty, as it always is at this hour. The chairs and tables that litter the room are deserted, with only the occasional forgotten feather or roll of parchment left behind. The lake's usual greenish glow that shines through the windows isn't there, and the only light is coming from the torches lining the walls, flames flickering and casting erratic shadows on the stone floor.

Your eye falls on the couches by the fireplace and you notice a mop of pale hair leaning on the backrest of the dark leather couch. Raising an eyebrow, you freeze in your tracks just before you get off the final step, tilting your head – his lips are parted, eyes fluttered closed. There's a book resting on his stomach and his hands are loosely holding onto it, his chest slowly rising and falling as he softly breathes in and out.

A grin starts to tug at your lips and you perk up – all your tiredness seems to slip right out of you. Perfect.

With a wide smirk, you jump off the last step, a thud echoing through the common room as your feet hit the stone floor – Jimin shoots up with a loud snore, wildly shaking his head and blinking. "Up! I'm up! Is it breakfast time?"

You chuckle as you walk up to the couch, your footsteps bouncing off the walls. "Not even close."

He looks around for a moment, his eyebrows furrowed as he takes in his dark surroundings, the ashes smouldering in the fireplace – and then slumps back into the couch when he realises you're right. "Jesus Christ, did you have to do that?" he exhales slowly, running a hand through his hair.

You chuckle once more, plopping down next to him. "Most definitely," you say, staring up at the common room's high ceiling. You can hear the lake water swishing right outside the windows and you sink further into the comfortable cushions of the leather couch – no wonder Jimin fell asleep here. "I told you not to wait up," you mutter lowly, turning your head to face him. "You need to rest up."

"I wasn't waiting up for you," Jimin defends with an exaggerated, offended tone, sitting up to snatch the book off his torso. "I've got some very important homework for tomorrow that I need to do, so this is all one big coincidence, sweetheart."

You let out a snort, raising an eyebrow at the book he's holding up – Potions. "Ah, of course," you reply, a smile curling at your lips. "The homework we totally didn't finish together before I left."

He chuckles and nods in reply, putting the book away so he can lean closer. "Exactly," he mutters, pressing a kiss to your cheek, his nose nuzzling your cheekbone. "But now that you just so happen to be here, I have to admit it's nice to see you."

You let out a sigh and your smile softens, body rolling over so you can kiss him on the lips. You're both slow and lazy, your fingers absently fumbling with the collar of his button-up. "You, too," you mutter as you pull back. "But you should really have gone to bed."