Luna(A BTS Soulmate AU)

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The boys were too stunned to even laugh at Taehyung's not so discreet whisper. The bedroom was amazing:

A/N The first pic is there to show the view she would have at night. The actual bed is the second picture. I imagine it black and white.

A  breathtaking Victorian style California king bed sat in the middle of the room flanked by two bedside tables. Beyond the bed, closer to the windows was a lounge area with a couch and two chairs. Luna continued walking, leading them to the first door on the left side of the room. It was the biggest closet they had ever seen in their lives. There were two walls that were nothing but shoes, all organized by color: darkest to lightest. The smallest wall was full of wigs in various colors and lengths, organized by color as well. The middle of the room held a large purse carousel rack, a vanity, and two large tables: one clear and glass to store jewelry, and the other full of drawers for underwear and things that couldn't be hang. The remaining wall held all types of clothes, organized by type of clothing and color as well.

"This is like the size of our whole dorm. You could fit a whole apartment in here," Hobi says, walking in further to examine the shoe walls.

"Expensive girl," Jungkook muttered loudly, making RM swat him.

Luna couldn't hold in her snicker, which caused RM to glare at her playfully, his face getting red.

"Okay Jimin, pick a shirt. My oversized stuff is over here, but you can pick anything you like," she says grabbing his hand and leading him over to the clothes she thought would fit.

Jimin  looked down at their hands with a blush. 

"You can just pick something for me Noona. You've got good taste so I won't mind," he praises, making Luna start to blush as well.

She thumbed through the rack until she stopped on a black and gold Versace button up. She looked down to see that he was wearing black skinny jeans with rips in the knees. She bit her lip admiring the way those jeans hugged his thighs.

"Noona!"

Luna jumped, startled before looking up to lock eyes with Jungkook, then Hobi, RM, and finally Jimin. They all wore little knowing smirks. Luna cleared her throat, embarrassed at being caught, wondering where the other boys were.

"You can go back to ogling Jimin after you tell me where the TV is in here. It's a pop up isn't it," he asks excitedly.

Luna was sure her face was as red as a tomato now.

"Um, yeah it's in the bench at the end of the bed. Get the remote off the table by the bed and hit the on button," she explains before handing Jimin the shirt and walking out of the closet, beckoning them to follow.

The rest of the boys had made themselves comfortable in her room. Suga was laid out on the couch, Jin was sitting in one of the comfy chairs enjoying the city view, and Jungkook and Tae were on her bed marveling at the TV that was rising out of the bench at the foot of the bed. RM started to scold the boys for being in her bed but she quickly chimed in to say that she was glad they were comfy.

"The bathroom is through here," she said, opening the door so that they could see inside.

"Wow, we could all shower in here together. It's certainly big enough for all of us ,"Jimin says with a playful smirk.

The duality of this man. 

Not even 5 minutes ago, he was blushing at the thought of wearing her clothes and now he was suggesting they all take a shower together.

Luna rolled her eyes and playfully shoved him into the shower and closed the door. Jimin pouted and put his hands on the glass, slipping down dramatically as if he were actually trapped inside.

"You can hang the shirt here. I'll leave you to it," she told him.

He caught her arm before she could make it to the door and pulled her close.

"Thank you," he says in English before leaning down to gently peck her lips.

Luna was beyond shocked. She didn't even realize it when he pulled away and began to peel his sticky shirt off. However, she was snapped out of her frozen state by what escaped those perfect lips of his next.

"I'm gonna shower now princess. Wanna watch?"

Hell yeah was what she wanted to say. 

Jimin's torso was perfection and he knew it. She watched as he ran his hand through his hair and bit his plump bottom lip. The look that he was giving her made her extremely hot. Luna caught herself before she could slip into another trance and booked it out of the bathroom.

She breathed a sigh of relief, her hand resting over her heart. Her breathing immediately returned back to normal. What the fuck just happened?

A/N : Double update 😊 I dedicate this chapter solely to Park Jimin's duality.