"Oh my child.. you have been greatly wronged by Fate."
A shy fan girl has her world filled with color when she meets her True soulmate.
Color or no color will the bond between them last? Will the love blossom into a lifetime of happiness or hurt th...
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The lazy morning began with me waking up in Jimin's arms. His sweet smell lingering in the air as I shifted my weight so that I wasn't laying across him anymore. His foot still up on the pillow. I glanced up towards his peacefully sleeping face as his hair fell over his eyelids. He was so cute and I was happy that I agreed to a date. If we were ever gonna be a real couple, we needed to have an actual date. Get to know each other better.
I was nervous and I didn't know what I was gonna wear let alone where we were going. I didn't want to move from my spot in Jimin's arms. He was cozy and warm but, I HAD to figure out what the hell I was gonna wear. I only had my V shirt and I don't think that's appropriate for a date with Jimin. I chewed on my lip thinking of who the hell I could call.
I reluctantly got up from my warm welcoming spot next to him. He shifted and with a frown in his face grabbed aimlessly next to him. I didn't want him waking up so I grabbed a body pillow that he had dropped on the floor, placed it in my spot.
I tiptoed my way out of his room, thankful that he didn't have a loud door. I gently shut it behind me and then stood in the hallway awkwardly. 'What the hell do i do now? I have no clothes.' I decided there was only one person that could be of any assistance to me right this second. I run up the stairs to a very familiar grey door and knock lightly on it.
Praying i wasn't bothering him since it was rather early. After a few moments the door swings open and there Hoseok was. His hair a mess, sticking up in a funny way. He rubbed the back of his head and cleared his throat before speaking. "Byeol? What's wrong? Is Jimin okay?" He said in the deepest voice ever, it made my heart race. I was a true OT7 in that sense, they were all so fucking attractive it's ridiculous.
I mentally shook myself out of the daydream i was having of Hope. "Jimin.. he's fine. I do need your assistance though." I paused for a moment and i saw the features on Hobi's face change to one of annoyance. I don't think he was annoyed with me personally but, maybe the others always asked for his help. "It's rather small but, i didn't know if any of the others cared to help me."
He exhaled and rubbed his eye, "What is it?" I looked down at my hands and fiddled with my plain short nails. I wasn't much of a girly girl and to be fair had never really been on a date. I didn't want to ruin this opportunity to get to know him. I figured if i appeared more feminine he would be a little bit more interested. I mean let's be honest here BTS has seen women from all over the world. Way prettier ones for that matter. As i slowly slipped into my self conscious-overthinking-low self esteem hole, Hope gently nudged me back to reality. "What's making you like this? Are you good? Should i be concerned?" He looked at me with a sleepy worried face.
