Love vs Obligation - A Jimin fanfiction

Chapter 1: They Meet

** DISCLAIMER!** This story is FICTION and in no way reflects the actual personalities and lives of the BTS members!! It is very loosely based on them only! I did this for fun and because I love to write. I hope you all understand :)

Also, just imagine in your minds they are speaking Korean! I am just typing all of this in English. That also means I will not be typing in any Korean sayings/phrases as well. It's less confusing for me that way. Thanks for letting me do that.

This plot also takes place in the future, when BTS will eventually only have a year or two left of their contract (~shrugs~ Just an idea I had to move the story in a certain direction).

!!WARNING!! Lots of fluffy romance and random cuteness! You have been warned <3

My style of writing is very dialogue heavy with a little bit of description. It has been a while since I wrote any kind of story, so I might be a little rusty. Please bear with me and give me grace! Thank you all in advance. I purple you!

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"Over here!"

"Can we ask you some questions?!"

"Wait! Just a moment of your time!"

I hate it when my disguise doesn't work! Typical.

Donning a black hoodie and sunglasses, Jimin sprinted down block after block of sidewalks to escape the paparazzi.

If I can quick turn by this alleyway...they might lose track of me.

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Ayame was carrying groceries, and she was having trouble balancing all the bags.

"Maybe I shouldn't have bought so much at once," she pondered out loud.

Teetering back and forth with the weight in her arms, she could barely see where she was going. She began turning the corner.

I think I'm close to home...just a few more streets and-

WHAM!!

Before realizing it, something, or someone, ran into her. The grocery bags fell on the ground, food rolling out, and she had stumbled backwards to land on her back.

"Ow...ouch." She patted her head and opened her eyes, her vision revealing a hand reaching out.

"I'm so sorry!" the person apologized, "I should have watched where I was going!"

Ayame saw the face of a young man as she allowed him to hoist her back to her feet, "I-I'm sorry, too. I had so much to carry, a-and I-"

"Ohhh..." he looked down and realized all that had spilled.

"It's okay!" she exclaimed, waving arms, after seeing his forlorn expression, "I got it!"

"No, please! Let me help." He sat down and they worked together to fill up the sacks.

"Thank you..." Ayame replied, "Um...I never caught your name."

Jimin's eyes widened. His sunglasses had fallen off when they collided, so she could clearly see what he looked like...right?

How...how does she have no idea?

The longer he paused, the more it caused the girl in front of him to tilt her head in confusion.

Jimin stopped what he was thinking in order to answer and not seem suspicious, "I'm Jimin. Park Jimin."

She shook his hand politely, "Ayame Okawa. Hello."