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BTS Fanfic, First Kiss

Hey there people, so I've been writing fanfics of late and it struck me that I should probably post them here as well as the Amino app community I've been posting them too. So here's the first in a series, a romance centered on Park Jimin of BTS. It's quite long! I hope you like it! FIRST KISS It was completely normal to hangout with the boys on a Friday night after their last rehearsal. Taehyung had been my best friend since high school, so when he'd become an idol it was completely natural for him to introduce me to his new "family". On Friday nights I'd be allowed to sneak into dance practice and watch, they were such epic performers! At first I would only watch Taehyung, well, I mean of course I watched them all, but I'd pay most of my attention on him. I don't know when I started noticing Jimin, he's difficult to ignore I suppose, his dance moves are so captivating that pretty soon I couldn't stop watching his lines and grace. He'd look over at me and his eyes would be so provocative I'd find myself blushing from the tips of my toes to the roots of my hair. Sometimes it would be difficult to think of the dancing or the music, sometimes images would invade my mind watching Jimin, images I'm too embarrassed to talk about right now. Anyway, Taehyung started warning me. "Jimin," he told me, "is a super sweet guy, but he's a flirt and the whole of ARMY knows it. Be careful, I don't want you to get hurt!" I reassured him that I wasn't planning on doing anything with Jimin, and it's true I wasn't, I knew what he was like and I doubted that I'd ever actually date him, he didn't seem like the kind of guy who wanted to be tied to one girl. Looking back I shouldn't have been so quick to reassure him, I should have realized that Tae was telling me that because he'd heard something from Jimin himself. It must have started quite a while before the moment we were all sat together in the cafe after dance practice. I guess Jimin had been talking to his band mates about me, and I wonder if he asked Taehyung how I felt about him, although I'm not quite that close to consider Tae my gal pal. He's far to much like my brother for him to be my girly confidant. Well anyway, it was our regular Friday night thing, I'd spent a few minutes while they dressed cooling myself down in front of the mirror in the ladies room, talking myself out of the huge lust attack I'd gotten watching Jimin. So when he sat next to me at the cafe, looking at me as he licked his top lip to get at the cafe foam that had found it's way there, I struggled and bite my own lip as images of kissing him rushed through my mind, my eyes super glued to his mouth. Did he know he was killing me? I looked over at Taehyung who was sitting down besides me, with a look of concern on his face, I sighed a little and smiled at him, trying to reassure him I was okay. Lying of course, I was not okay, I was resisting urges to pull Jimin's face towards mine and tenderly kiss his soft pouty lips that had me hyperventilating every time I looked at him. I felt Jimin's thigh gently brush past mine, and i looked back at those eyes that were communicating cold nights and hot fires. I took a deep, long drink of my coffee, hoping to find composure in its depths. It was pretty useless, I tried to focus on the other guys, to concentrate on the conversation that had been struck up among them, but Jimin was drawing me back in and every other second I ended up looking back at him and he would look at me too, his eyes staring deeply into mine, until even breathing was difficult. "I guess, I'd better go," I mumbled in barely a whisper, putting my hands on the table and making a move to stand. Jimin's hand was on top of mine in a heartbeat, "Please, don't go yet!" He said looking at my hand under his own, "I wanted to..." I sat in my seat and looked down at his beautiful hand on top of mine, feeling the warmth of his palm on the back of my hand, a thrill rushing through my body like the caffeine in my blood. "You wanted to what?" I asked him quietly, so only he might hear. I suddenly felt 12 eyes on us and a blush from feeling so intimate in such a public place started to creep up my neck. I saw as Jimin picked up my hand and turned it over, like he was studying it. He looked over at Taehyung, "You know how I feel about her, Tae!" He said. I looked at Taehyung too, and watched him nod and look down at his coffee. "But, Jimin," Taehyung replied, "if you hurt her..." "I wouldn't want to lose your friendship or hers either," replied Jimin still looking at Taehyung intently. Taehyung nodded again. Jimin looked into my eyes, once more, deeply, almost as if he were searching for the answer before he'd even asked the question. He was still holding my hand, it was the first time he'd purposely touched me. He'd brushed by me and touched me as if by accident before but this time, his warm hands on mine, how I didn't faint from lack of oxygen I don't know. "I wanted to ask you, if maybe we could go for a coffee just you and me sometime? I noticed you since Taehyung introduced us and having you watch us on Friday nights, it's killed me not to come over to you," he said like we were in a movie. I smiled coyly, I guess, how did I never realize that I wanted him to ask me out before this moment? "I'd love to go for a coffee with you, just us two," I replied quietly, my words meant just for him. Except we weren't alone and it seemed that all the other guys, besides Taehyung, maybe, had been shipping us since we met because they high fived and exclaimed yes at my answer as if I'd be going out on date with all of them, "Would you walk me to my car?" Jimin nodded, his eyes never leaving mine. We stood up and I picked up my purse, "See you later, guys!" I said to them left gathered around the table. "I'll message when I get home, Tae!" Jimin turned back I noticed and I heard a roar from the others. I couldn't help but smile then as Jimin pushed the cafe door open for me. "So," I said as we were alone on the street, "You want my number?" "Oh, um... yeah, yeah, of course I do!" He stuttered in a way I hadn't expected. I didn't expect him to be so nervous of me, I of course was nervous of him, but because my heart was beating at the speed of light. He's hot, like centre of the earth, magma hot and here I am just this everyday girl, who sure I guess I'm pretty but nothing special and he's like hot and handsome and beautiful beyond words. Yet there he was stumbling over words because I asked if he wanted my phone number. "Give me your phone, and I'll put it in," I said smiling, my heart was going to explode, I swear. He held out his cellphone and our hands touched again as I took it off him. Sparks flew! I tapped my number into his phone and called it for a moment, then hanging it up I gave him back his phone. He took my hand again, "Which way to your car?" He asked, still studying my hand. I slipped my fingers through his and pulled him in the direction my car lay in. We walked a few moments and then stood beside my little car just looking at each other. He broke the silence, his voice low and rough like he'd never spoken before that moment, "I'm sorry, if it was embarrassing in their, in front of the guys. It's just, I've been trying to get you alone for two weeks but it's been impossible!" I bit my bottom lip again as I smiled at him, his revelation warming my heart. I leant on my car and pulled him into me. "I'm going too fast," I breathed, "but until you asked me just now, I didn't realize how much I wanted you to ask. I've been imagining being alone with you... well, every time I saw you, but i never dreamed you'd actually think the same thing." He stroked my cheek, and put his arm around my waist. I looked into his dark eyes and I swear I felt like maybe I would drown in them. He pulled me tighter to him and suddenly his lips were on mine, and my eyes were closed and I was tasting the sweetness of his mouth. Feeling his soft lips pressed hard on to mine, as every nerve in my body was on fire. We kissed for what seemed like an eternity and a split second at the same time and when we pulled away from me all I could think about was how much more I wanted him. "I'm sorry," he whispered breathily, as he looked at my lips, "I shouldn't have kissed you, I should have waited till the end of our date and then kissed you quickly and shyly, but I've been wanting to kiss you since the day I first saw you." "That's exactly what I thought," I replied, "I've dreamed of kissing you, I nearly kissed you as you licked the coffee of your top lip. It took all my willpower not to!" He smiled at me, his eyes sparkling like precious stones. "I guess, I ought to go," I said, sighing and looking at my little car. "I guess," he replied, "will you message me as soon as you get home?" I nodded, "Right after I let Taehyung know I'm home safe. I will message you. Maybe, if you're not too busy... would you call me?" I said. He nodded. He was looking at my lips, and the desire to kiss him again, it was killing me. "I will relive our kiss, over and over again until I see you again," he said. I nodded at him. "Me too!" I breathed. He took a step back as I unlocked the central locking, and walked around the car to the driver's side with me, holding my hand again. It was the hardest thing I've done in my life so far getting into my car and having to let go of his hand and close the door. Leaving him standing on the street, I watched him from my rear view mirror. Only thing that could console me was that I'd talk to him on the phone later that evening when we'd arrange our date. It was the start, this was only the beginning of our story and I hoped that it would be a beautiful love story that lasted a lifetime.

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