Aesthetic [Kim Seokjin]

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Previously on Aesthetic:

“I can't like him and he can't like me because it could be dangerous for him. i have a crazy person after me. I'm already being selfish enough by staying close to you.” I rambled, feeling frustrated and stressed.

“If he actually likes me back, I'd want to be with him. Yoongi I think I'm already falling, and I'm scared. I have never felt this way towards someone. I could put him in danger.” I whispered, close to tears. My brother wrapped his arm around my shoulder and held me close to him.

“I don't know what to do in this situation sis, But I'm always here for you.” My brother smiled at me apologetically and held my hand. I smiled back at him, grateful for his existence.

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YOONJI

In my brother's arms I felt safe and protected. It felt like home.

He sighed deeply.

"I can't tell you what to do but I'd suggest you talk to Jin about it. I've known him for years and I know he'd never hurt you. I'm sure the two of you will manage to make it work." Yoongi's deep voice echoed in the cold empty room.

Our parents were very strict when we were growing up. They said that even if Yoongi and I were twins, Yoongi still was older than me even by just a few minutes. They always made me call him 'oppa' even though it made me incredibly annoyed.

Now as we're older, I get to call him Yoongi but the calling him oppa is something that brings me great comfort. He's called Yoongi by many people and he may be called oppa by many more.

The word 'oppa' holds something in my heart that In a way always remind me of Min Yoongi. Calling my brother 'Oppa' for me means safety, comfort and happiness. It was the name I called him by when I was young and alone, when I was scared and when I was sad and he always came to save me from my darkest thoughts.

"Oppa, I love you." I mumbled loud enough for him to hear. He kissed my forehead gently.

"I love you to Yoonji." My brother's words were filled with sincerity and silent desperation that I can only translate to, "We'll be okay, you will be safe."

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I have been standing outside Seokjin's room for the past five minutes and Jungkook noticed.

"Noona when will you knock?" He asked me with a hint of annoyance in his voice. I glared at him telling him to shut up.

"Lower your voice child." I hissed, nervous that the person I've been wanting to talk to behind the door heard. Jungkook rolled his eyes at me and he groaned.

I faintly heard him muttering about crazy and something about women.

I cleared my throat and knocked lightly, hoping he wouldn't hear.

But he did and opened the door. He seems shocked to see me.

"Uhm." I mumbled and sheepishly smiled and waved like an awkward idiot.

"Hi...?" I trailed off, sounding more unsure and I physically and mentally winced. I looked up hopeful that Seokjin didn't notice my dumbassery.

He did.

"Why don't you come in" He chuckled at me and opened the door wider so I can go in. As I walked past him, his scent wafted through my nose. He smelled faintly of chocolate and fried chicken.

I stood in the middle of his room awkwardly, my eyes roaming around the space. His room was beige and black with some pop of pink from his stuff. It looked clean and spacious a bookshelf on the corner of the room, a window above a desk with his laptop, and his bed in the middle of the room.

I would've missed the mini fridge beside the desk if I blinked. He sat on the desk seat and motioned for me to sit on the bed.

"What do you need Yoonji?" He tried to ask me gently but I can hear a sharpness to his tone. I winced at his tone but I was looking down so he couldn't see.

I gathered what was left of my courage. I deeply inhaled.

"I like you a lot Kim Seokjin" I almost yelled, my voice high pitched, I am ready to cry.

Ready for rejection, I looked at Seokjin. His face is red and he seems speechless.

"I-well, uhm" He fumbled with his speech and despite feeling rejected, I couldn't help but smile at his adorable-ness if that is a word.

"It's totally fine if you don't feel the same, I just wanted to tell you so I can finally stop. I know you don't like me anyways and that you'd rather not get yourself in danger. I'm sorry for bothering you like this" I rambled and stood up to leave but a hand held me back and made me sit.

Kim Seokjin looks so adorably confused that I find it hard to stop liking him. I blushed and mentally slapped myself.

'I am Min Yoonji, I am undaunted and I shouldn't be appearing weak. Assert dominance Min Yoonji!' I scolded myself mentally.

"Yoonji, I really like you too and I'm sorry for making you confess first" Seokjin, still blushing admitted but I was confused why he'd apologize.

"It's just it's usually the man who confesses first and I know that speaking about feelings is something you're more comfortable doing with your brother and this must take a lot of courage to do," He was rambling and I find him cute.

'assert dominance' I thought.

I moved forward and kissed him on his cheek, I felt my face heat up but I smirked.

"Would you like to go on an official date with me when the sasaeng is caught?" I said, taking advantage of his shocked silence.

"What?" He asked in disbelief, he raised his hand to hold his cheek and another finger to point at me.

"What?" I asked him back playfully. 'I am Min Yoonji and I will be confident.'

"For now, we like each other but I can't be with you fully yet. I'd feel terrible if something horrible happened to you or hell any of you for that matter. So until the sasaeng is caught, will you wait for me?" I asked him, playfulness gone from my face and replaced with seriousness and desperation.

He sighed and grabbed my hands.

"I like you a lot Min Yoonji and I will wait for you even until forever. I'm here for you so don't be scared to come to me okay?" Seokjin pleaded as he looked into my eyes and I was lost in them. He was usually playful and positive, all I can see now is he's as scared as I am.

I nodded. Seokjin exhaled in relief and pulled me to him for an embrace. His much bigger frame engulfing me in comfort and warmth. I felt all fuzzy inside.

I silently hugged him back.

"I really like you Kim Seokjin." I mumbled once more, in disbelief that I finally told him how I felt and that he felt the same.

"I really like you more Min Yoonji." I heard him as his chest vibrated against my ear.

We stayed in an embrace, the worries of danger temporarily forgotten as we listened to the sound of each other's breathing and the comfortable silence that enveloped us.