Today's Sunday and your only night off. The guys want to come over at 5 pm and stay longer this time. You made lasagna as a surprise. You're not the best cook, but your food is edible, and the lasagna today smells amazing.
The bell rings, you run to the door. You can't wait to see the guys. You can't wait to hug them, to smell their soft scents and to rub your face in their pullovers and jackets.
They step inside and you give both of them a big hug. Namjoon smells incredible as always. Like the woods. A subtle hint of pine. Jimin smells like cotton, like freshly washed linen, hung out to dry in the summer breeze. Mixed with the scent of freshly mowed lawn. Your two absolute favorite scents. How does he smell like that all the time?
"I made Lasagna for us!" you greet them. They both look at you with huge eyes: "Really?!" Namjoon says. Jimin hugs you again:" Y/N, you're the best." If you could, you would never let go of him. But he lets go, and wanders into the kitchen. "It smells amazing!"
The three of you sit at your table, munching the lasagna, which actually tastes really good. You're quite satisfied with your work. "Guys.." Namjoon starts after swallowing. "Let's take a break today. We've been so productive the last week. We finished the lyrics to 4 songs. I think we should do something else today." You smile at that thought. Doing anything with these two would be fun as hell. "Like what?" Jimin asks. "I don't know." Namjoon shrugs.
"I have an idea. But you guys have to trust me." You smile mischievously. The guys look at each other, both irritated. "Do you guys trust me?" Namjoon nods immediately. Your heart glows at that sight. Jimin scrutinizes you, which makes you anxious. Why wouldn't he trust you? Aaargh! You hate that inner voice, always being self conscious about what Jimin thinks of you. Why can't you just do what you want, without having to worry about him all the time? He probably only thinks the best of you, since he is the nicest guy you've ever met. "Of course I do." He says, laughing. A weight has been lifted off of you. You smile. "Perfect, then let's go!" "What, now?" Namjoon asks with his mouth full. "Yes, now's the perfect time." You leap to your feet and walk towards the door. The guys gulp the rest of the lasagna and follow you out the door.
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Track 07
FanfictionYour life is shit. You hate everything about it. Until one day you hear a melody. You can't get it out of your head so you start writing lyrics. When suddenly the composer of the melody, Jimin, stands right before you. He smiles at you, listens to...
