Promise ✔️

Chapter Eight

The next morning was chaotic. I woke up with a horrible headache and the boys were noisy and running around the place. At one point I thought I heard something break. I slowly tried to get up, but was stopped by something heavy laying over me. I open my eyes to see Jimin laying next to me. I giggle as I remember how he crawled into bed with me. A storm came through and as soon as he heard the first clap of thunder, he jumped in.

"Jimin. Hey, wake up." I nudge his arm. He groaned and shook his head.
"Come on. We have to pack." He pulled me closer to him. His grip got a little tighter around my torso.
"No." He said in a raspy voice.

The atmosphere between us got a little hot. I could feel a light blush go over my face. It wasn't awkward, just different. He nuzzled his head in the crook of my neck. His hair is really soft. I also forgot how soothing his smell was. It reminds me of the bakery my dad used to run.

"Uh Jimin?" I poked his head. He stirred again and when he finally opened his eyes, he let go of me and quickly shot out of bed. His cheeks and ears turned a vibrant red color.

"I- I'm so so sorry. I didn't mean to do that." He said, covering his face with his hands. He crouched down, trying to hide from embarrassment. I let out a giggle.
"It's alright. Don't worry about it." I fixed the bed and grabbed two suitcases out of my closet.
"Here. You can use this to pack your clothes." He nods, still not making eye contact with me.

"Y/n!!! Namjoon made breakfast!" I heard Jungkook yell.
"Ok thank you!" I wrap my robe around me and head to the kitchen.
"Good morning everyone." I say sitting next to Hoseok. Hoseok spits out his drink when he looks at me.
"No way.." he says, wiping his mouth.
"Are you fucking serious!" Taehyung yells. He stood up, looking at himself in disgust at what Hoseok just spat out all over him, and stomped to the bathroom.
"What? What's wrong?!" I ask nervously.

"Y/n, you and Jimin-"
"Hey Hoseok! Can I talk to you? Now, please!" Jimin rushed into the dining room. I started to look around the table, honestly really confused. So was everyone else.

"Y/n, did something happen last night between you and Jimin?" Yoongi asks.
"What? No! Nothing. He just got scared of the storm and slept with me. But nothing happened. Honest."
"Liar!! Y/n and Jimin had-"
"No. She's not lying. Jungkook get your head out of the gutter."
"But she will.." Yoongi hits Jungkook on the back of the head.
"Ow! Hyung!"

"So y/n, you packed yet?" I shook my head no as I began to eat.
"Ok, just to be clear. You're sure you and Jimin didn't, you know.." Jin looked at me.
"No. We didn't. Jimin... Jimin is just a good friend." I didn't want to say out loud that I all of a sudden started to have feelings for him. Not to his brothers. That's a little awkward.

"That's not the only thing you'll think is 'good'.." Jungkook says again under his breath.
"Boi if you don't-!" Yoongi starts beating him with his spoon.
"Ow! Ok ok! I'll stop! Jesus! Ow! Namjoon hyung!"
"Just ignore him. Go get ready. We're wanting to leave soon." I finish my plate and head back to my room.

"Oh! Jimin, did you pack your things?" I said as he passed by me.
"Umm, yes I did." His ears turned pink as he smiled.
"Ok good. Namjoon says we will be leaving soon. Oh! Can you make sure that all the books are by the door?" He was just staring at me. A small smile on his lips.

I waved my hand. "Hello? Earth to Jimin?"
"Hm?" He shook out of his little trance and nodded.
"Yes. I'll go do that now." He went back into the kitchen.

"Did you get your things out in the car?" I asked Jimin. He nodded.
"Yes. And the books are in the back. Did you get your things?"

"Not yet. I was going to go back up and get them."
"I'll go get them. Stay here." I watched him leave.
He's acting different today
"He is, isn't he? Huh?" Yoongi says leaning towards me.