Captain Park Jimin 🤤🤤🤤

A/N: Did someone say a cute couple chapter? No? Oh well, you're getting one!

Okay it's not totally cute it's pretty unholy at parts, for example Holgi. They're unholy af. Mild smut warning, not full but mild.

~One Week Later || 21:33~

"Mmm Min, stop, you're getting water on my book."

"Well it's not my fault you brought a book into a bathtub."

She giggles as he kisses her neck, holding her close to him. The water jumps around, hugging their bodies while Y/N desperately tries to read (to no avail). Jimin and her decided to take a bath together, thinking it would be all cute and romantic. Bubble bath, candles, bath bombs, and even romantic violin music playing on the speaker not too far away. But nooo, Y/N brought a book in the bath.

"Baby," he says in a whine, kissing her shoulder.

"Wait, I have one page until I reach the new chapter."

"You're obsessed," he says.

"Well you gave it to me," she replies. Well... she has a point. He's a big reader, whether it be books or comics or mangas, he loves reading. She decided to pick up on some of his hobbies, and he picked up some of hers. They don't have much else to do now since they're not waiting around for a war.

Y/N's classes are over (if you can even count that as going to class since the war cancelled everything), and Jimin doesn't have too much work to do. Honestly, he was thinking of resigning from the office. He mostly did it to have something to do, but now since he has enough money to keep him settled for life (not to mention he could easily just start making videos for a living if he needed money), he wants to chill for a bit with his girl. Enjoy the simple life before worrying about anything else.

"Okay, done! Now stop whining," she says with a snicker, placing her bookmark back in. She carefully sets it on the ground, away from the splash zone if they start, uh, aggressively kissing. She turns, facing him. He smiles, and she smiles back, practically crawling onto his lap despite being in a tub.

"Careful, if you sit on my dick, I might have to fuck you on the floor."

"Your poor book," she murmurs, careful not to sit on him.

He wraps his arms around her waist, pecking her lips. "Isn't this perfect? Candlelight bath, music, bubbles, no interruptions."

"Don't jinx it, remember Jungkook has walked in on us before."

"Yeah but this time I'd actually let him join," he says.

She raises a brow. "You would?"

"He's hot, what can I say?" She laughs, placing her forehead against his. God damn her naked body right on top of his, sitting on his legs, her flushed face this close. Fuck fuck fuck, don't get hard. Please don't get hard. Please don't get hard. Please don't get- fuck, he's hard.

"Are you serious?"

"I can't control it! You know what? It's not my fault your titties are in my face!"

She rolls her eyes. "Does this mean you're taking me on the floor?" she asks, huffing.

"No, it means when we're done I'm fucking you somewhere new. Where haven't we fucked yet?"

"Hm. Kitchen counter, check, floor of like every inch of this house, check, bed, obviously check, couch, again, obviously check, balcony, check, bathroom, check, shower, check, kitchen table, check, your office, check-"

"Woah woah wait, when did we fuck in my office? I don't even go in there."

She gives him a look of amusement. "You were drunk."

"That doesn't narrow it down, sweetheart. We all know that happens once a week," he says, snorting.

"It's more like once every three weeks. Remember, don't overdo it."

He hums. "Of course, baby. You know I'll be careful, but I love my alcohol."

"I know," she replies. "But to answer your question, it was like three months ago. You came home from work a little tipsy and we had a steak dinner I prepared for us."

He lights up. "Ah, I remember the steak. We drank afterwards?"

She laughs. "You did, don't bring me into your mess, Park. You were whining like a baby. I was trying to sleep when you came over and took off my shorts."

"Damn I'm smooth."

"Min!"

He chuckles. "Sorry. Continue."

She playfully rolls her eyes. "You took off most of my clothes and started playing with me even though I was trying to sleep. When I didn't wake up, you said you wanted to 'wake me'."

"And that led to the office?" he asks.

She nods. "You threw me over your shoulder and carried me there. Locked the door and everything. We had some office roleplay that day."

Jimin's eyes widen. "Holy shit, we did roleplay and I don't remember?"

She breaks out smiling, amusement in her eyes. "I was the secretary who wasn't supposed to be seen with you, and you were the CEO who wasn't supposed to meddle with secretaries. You almost called Taehyung and asked him to roam our hallways acting like a janitor who could easily snitch us out."

"Oh. My. God. We are so recreating this sober!" he says with a squeal.

She keeps her smile, humming. "But you didn't even hear the great stuff. We went for hours, all night long. Best night ever because I still remember it."

"Oh really?"

"Mhm, you made me cum so much I lost count of how many times I did. You were taking your time with me, that's for sure. Against the wall, floor, desk..." He raises a brow at her longing look. "I rode you at one point, and fuck that was so hot, right on your office chair."

"If you're trying to get me to leave this bath right now and fuck you there, I will."

Y/N kisses his nose. "Nice try. We have to finish our romantic bath first, babe. Do you want to hear what I thought was the best part?"

"Oh of course," he says in his classic teasing tone.

"You threw everything off your desk and fucked me right on it. God, you got so mad when I came on your desk. So mad that you bent me over and spanked me for a good ten minutes."

"Ten minutes? How the hell did you handle it?"

"Well 1) it was hot, and 2) you were drunk so they weren't hard slaps. You got a few good ones in though."

He chuckles. "I'm glad you enjoyed it then."

"There were a lot of good moments, but I'll save those details for after the bath," she replies with a wink.

"Oooh teasing me now, are you?" he replies with a cute laugh.

"I always have to tease my handsome man. Especially when he's hard."

"Oh shush, it's not my fault you're so hot, baby."

"Mhmm," she says, coming closer to his lips. Their mouths meet, forming a cute, delicate kiss. He brushes his hand across her cheek, pulling her closer. She accepts his gesture, deepening their kiss. She pulls back first, keeping both her hands on his cheeks. "You're right, though: this is perfect. Soft music, some candles, bubbles, and no interruptions."

He smiles, keeping his eyes on her. "It's only perfect because of the people here."

"Park Jimin and Y/N L/N," she whispers. "I agree. Those two really make everything perfect."

He giggles like a toddler, pecking her lips. "That's why they're meant to be. They make each other better." Jimin stares at her for a few moments, then lets out a sigh. "You make me so, so much better than I ever was."

"Hey, Min. Don't say that. You're the best guy I know. I fell in love with you because of who you are, not because of who I wanted you to be. Truth is, I wouldn't change a single thing about you."

His smile only widens. "There's not a single thing I'd change about you either. You know, this may be a shitty thing to think, but I kind of miss the war. That determination you'd get? I always loved seeing it. Your eyes are so gorgeous."

She snickers, sliding her arms around his neck. "So are yours. I love your little puppy eyes when you want something. So cute."

He does his best to mimic them, pointing to his lips. "Kiss?"

With a small laugh, she kisses him, almost as if trying not to hurt him. He appreciates her gentle touch, him quick to reciprocate it. The kiss only lasts a few seconds, but Jimin doesn't care. Even one second with her is worth it. Worth any price. When she pulls back, her eyes lock with his again, the whole world stopping. The romantic music playing is an afterthought as the sounds in the room go dull. It's like he can feel the sounds with his body, but not with his ears.

"I love you," he says, not even meaning to say it aloud.

She gives him the most precious look he's ever seen. "I love you too." He hugs her, guiding her head to his chest as the world starts again. The music plays, the candles set up around the bathroom entering Jimin's eyesight.

"Is this like a date?" Jimin whisper-asks.

"We can make it one if you want to," she whispers back.

He chuckles, kissing the top of her head as he closes his eyes. "I can't wait to marry you," he says, stroking her damp hair. She lets out a warm sigh, her breath hitting his bare skin.

"I know, and I can't wait to finally be your Mrs. Park."

~22:04~

"In your face!"

Sapphire is very aware that Yoongi let her win, but is that going to stop her from rubbing it in his face? No. Is that going to stop her from being a cocky bastard? Also no. Sapphire is the textbook definition of the word petty. Yoongi knows it, Anya knows it, everyone knows it. She just hits different. Blondes hit different.

Yoongi softly smiles, shaking his head as he comes closer. "Want a rematch?" he asks.

"Oh nu-uh, you snooze, you lose. Not my fault you're slow today."

Yoongi raises a brow, biting his lower lip. "Oh really? Want to test that theory?" Almost instantly, the mood in the mansion's gym turns from a playful basketball scrimmage to a hot, steamy strip club. All at once, Sapphire grabs Yoongi by the collar of his white t-shirt and brings him in.

As soon as their lips meet, all self control is lost. Yoongi pins her up against the closest wall, the two going at it like there's no tomorrow. They've been pretty desperate recently, but how can they not? After fighting a whole ass war, life gets pushed aside. Their basic needs get pushed aside. Does Sapphire consider sex and making out a basic need? Yes. Is she ashamed of that? Hell to the no, sex good dying bad.

She smirks, pushing him off of her. "Who said you could be in control?"

"Me," he replies, causing her to scoff. Since when does Min Yoongi talk back to her? Regardless, she strides towards him, switching their positions. She grabs him and pins him to the wall, keeping her shit-eating grin on her face.

"I'm not hearing any complaints," she whispers.

He returns her dumb expression. "Mostly cause I know this will be changed in a few minutes."

"I highly doubt that."

"Oh yeah?" She hums. "Prove it."

She takes the challenge. Growing up, she wasn't that competitive, but Min Yoongi brings out a side of her she didn't even know was there. She feels the need to dominate him, or prove herself to him even though he's mostly just challenging her for the hell of it. The truth is, she loves this side he brings out. Maybe that's why she loves him so much, he brings out sides of her she didn't know existed. He just has that impact. His cute, gummy smile, his smooth, pale skin, his short, adorable build: it all adds to Yoongi. Her boyfriend. Hopefully her last one.

Their lips keep smacking against each other's, the sound echoing throughout the gym as he keeps her still on the wall. She softly moans into their kiss, trying to tease him even further. Based on the way he kisses harder, her teasing is working. She wants him to want her so badly he has no self control, and he's getting to that point. He's almost grunting as he kisses her, desperate to get closer. Sapphire allows him to play with her shirt, threatening to lift the fabric up too far.

He pulls back for a moment. "Bedroom?"

"Fuck the bedroom," she mutters, practically ripping his shirt off. He's shocked but lifts his arms up, letting her throw it off. "It's been way too long."

"I get it. You ready?"

"When am I ever?"

"Fair," he grumbles back, taking off her shirt as well.

They go back to their heavy make out, their lips smacking against one another's intensely. Every passing second results in Sapphire's cheeks getting redder, her face flushed, her nose sucking in air. Jesus this kiss is so intense Sapphire is borderline falling over from it. If just the kiss is so aggressive, imagine the sex. Holy shit, Sapphire is both excited and scared for her life.

Yoongi pulls away, letting out a breath. "I want you," he whispers.

Sapphire raises a single brow. "I'd certainly hope so-"

"No Saph, I mean I want you," he repeats, putting a lot of emphasis on the word 'want'. She's only more concerned. "I don't mean to ruin our serious moment, but I need you. You said it back when the war ended, that you wanted me more than anything in your life. I want to prove to you how strongly I feel about you."

Her gaze softens, her hands brushing across his skin. "You already have." He kisses her again, this one is softer. Sweeter. Almost as if just with his words and this one action, their relationship changed. Not in a bad way, in a way Sapphire would have never expected. When she pulls away to stare at his beautiful face, he's gazing at her and only her. It's like nothing else matters. For the first time in a long, long time, Sapphire feels completely safe. She feels completely loved.

"I love you," she whispers, focusing on keeping her eyes on his.

"I love you too," he replies, drinking in every detail of her face. She finds herself doing the same with him, scanning over every single facial expression, every inch of skin, every glint in his eyes. "My enhancements told me the chances of finding the one you were meant to be with this soon were slim to none, but you know what? Fuck my enhancements." Sapphire stares in awe as he grabs her pants, preparing to pull them down. "Fuck them. Fuck everything about them. I don't need them."

"You don't?"

He shakes his head. "My enhancements aren't me. I don't need to even think about them anymore. They're just a reminder of everything I tried to escape. Everything I thought I wanted, but no. You're the reminder of my future: of what I need."

His confession of feelings is surprising to say the least, but she isn't complaining. She feels the same exact way. "Fuck my enhancements. I want you. I need you. I want you to be my one, just like with Jimin and Y/N. Just like with Taehyung and Jungkook. Hoseok and Seulgi. Hell, maybe even Jin and Anya, who knows what's happening with them."

"A lot, I know Anya loves him more than anything," Sapphire replies.

Yoongi hums. "Exactly. I want us to be that. I want you."

She brushes her thumb across his cheek. "I want us to be that too. There's not a single person in this galaxy I'd trade you for."

Yoongi shoots her a gummy smile. "Me too. I wouldn't want anyone else to be here with me right now."

"Not even Jimin?" she asks.

He laughs, kissing her nose. "Not even Jimin."

"Or Hoseok?"

"Okay let's not push it."

She breaks out into a grin. "I love you, Min Yoongi."

"I love you too, Sapphire Reddings. I can't wait to spend my life with you." They kiss briefly, then, Yoongi pulls away. She's shocked that he pulled back so soon, but once she sees his smirk, she understands why he did. "Now, if you don't mind, would you get on the bench and strip for me?"

Sapphire lets out a long sigh. "That's unfortunate."

"What? Why?" She returns his smirk, causing him to freeze and stare at her with his eyes expanding.

"I was about to say the same to you..."

~23:11~

"Hobi?" Seulgi asks, confused.

Hoseok softly smiles, trotting inside the room with two towels in his hands. "You forgot to bring a towel, dear."

She mentally facepalms. "There's a lot you could say about me, but I didn't think forgetful was one of them."

He chuckles, setting the towels down on the long, beach-style chairs. "Well that's why I'm here, right? When you forget something, I remember, and when I forget something, you remember."

"The perfect relationship," Seulgi says, smiling.

Seulgi and Hoseok often alternate between their apartment and the mansion. Today is a mansion day. How could it not be? The crew laughed and talked in the morning, got some lunch together, watched a movie, and now they went their separate ways. Seulgi always loved this pool, that's mostly why she wanted it to be a mansion day. The pool is absolutely breathtaking, so, here she is.

The two stare for a moment before Seulgi raises a brow. "Everything okay?" she asks.

He nods. "Would you maybe like some company?"

Seulgi's eyes widen for a split second, but she quickly replaces her shock with a warm expression. "Oh no, you're not allowed to be here, my boyfriend's coming."

"Nice try."

She laughs. "Can't blame me for trying. Come on, Hobi. You and I both know you get scared over most things easily, even if they aren't true. You're like the easiest to prank."

Hoseok smiles, going closer to her. He takes off his shirt, Seulgi letting her jaw drop. Alright, the pool just got ten degrees hotter. It doesn't help that the night sky is flooding in through the windows, the lights at the bottom of the pool illuminating the soft blue color of the water. Seulgi gulps, seeing that Hoseok hasn't noticed her sudden change in demeanor yet.

He sits on the edge, dipping his toes into the water. He's wearing swimming shorts already, so he was prepared. He was waiting for this. The thought only makes Seulgi go down a deeper hole as she paddles away, her back hitting the edge opposite from his. Hoseok watches her, raising a brow.

"You okay, honey?" She blinks, considering her answer wisely. On one hand, she could say yes. On the other, she could say no and be honest. She continues to blink, leaving her boyfriend more confused. "Uh oh, you don't look okay. Did I do something wrong?"

"Yes," she blurts out.

"Oh... I'm so-"

"You took off your shirt."

As soon as the words process in his brain, his eyes expand. "Wait, I'm sorry, could you repeat that?" he asks, slowly smirking. Oh no. What has she done? Hoseok's smirk is the deadliest of all. He may be more sweet than horny, but when he's feeling it, Seulgi can't walk the next day.

"Uhhh," she says in a slur, drinking in his appearance as he keeps playing with the pool water.

"Care to sit on the ledge and show me what I've done to you?" She almost chokes on the pool water, amazed by his sudden boldness. Where is this coming from? He's very rarely this bold, and right now, Seulgi is acting extremely shy. That's weird for her too. Why are the roles reversed today? What's going on?

Regardless, she hoists herself out of the pool, grabbing the end of the one-piece suit she's wearing and pushing it to the side. Hoseok bites his lower lip, looking at her with lust. "Damn... can't tell if that's pool water or you, but either way, I want it." What. The. Fuck. Jung. Ho. Seok? Seulgi is incredibly turned on to say the least. This is rare from Hoseok as she's mentioned, but now this is even worse. He's never been this blunt. At least not this early. Not before they start smashing.

Hoseok keeps his eyes on her the whole time as she takes off her suit, feeling a stroke of braveness hit her. She tosses it aside like it's nothing, crossing her legs together so he can't see what he's desperately looking for. "Hm, bold, are we?" he asks. Even though he's all the way across the pool, she can see that glint of mischief in his eyes. Oh no, that's how she knows it's serious. And then, that's when it hits her.

"You didn't come down here to offer me company, did you?" she asks.

Hoseok chuckles. "I'm surprised you're just figuring this out now hon." She freezes. Oh God, she won't be walking tomorrow. He's really in the mood, huh? So in the mood that he came down here to tease the living fuck out of her. "Why don't you get back in the water? It's nice," he says. Seulgi eyes him, looking to see what his intentions are just by meeting his eyes, but she's no mind reader unfortunately.

So, she sighs, slipping back into the water, naked. As glances as she looks up, she sees Hoseok taking off his swimming shorts. Her jaw drops when she sees how hard he is. Oh fuck. Oh no. No no no, Kang Seulgi, what did you do? Yeah no, she's not walking or breathing for a while. He's so God damn hot, what the fuck? No like actually how is it okay to be this hot? It should be illegal.

Hoseok goes into the water as well, dramatically yelping at the sudden temperature drop. "Cold," he says, shivering as he treads water. She does the same, watching him. All the watching and teasing is making both of them hungry for each other, but neither of them comment on the obvious. Seulgi and Hoseok continue their cat and mouse game, him deciding to swim to get used to the water.

Seulgi observes him as he does some laps, going around the pool, every once in a while making eye contact with her. He knows the effect he has on her. It's actually a little unhealthy how much she's trembling right now. She's staying near the wall, barely treading water while her core throbs. Fuck she needs him. She's indescribably horny. As much as Seulgi wants to talk, she can't. She's so horny she doesn't trust that she can form a coherent sentence. Yes, that's how much the hormones have taken over poor Kang Seulgi.

After one last lap, Hoseok slows to a stop only ten feet in front of her, treading water again. They stare, not uttering a single word. Hoseok knows how badly she wants him. Seulgi knows how badly he wants her. It's mutually agreed that they should play a little game. The game of 'who touches the other first?'. Probably a horrible decision since Seulgi is about to lose, but it also makes the tension and desire rise even more.

Seulgi makes the first move, diving underwater to get her hair wet. Hoseok is quick to follow, the two opening their eyes despite how it kind of hurts. She locates him, holding her breath. However, that changes when he swims towards her, initiating the contact. Looks like he's about to lose. Or maybe it's mutual. Oh fuck, who cares? Seulgi wants him to fuck the shit out of her already.

As soon as he reaches her, their lips touch, and it's the strangest feeling ever. Underwater kissing. Huh. She's never done it before, so it's safe to say the two of them lose their air in the first few seconds, but they don't care. They keep kissing, the water making their actions slow, the pool mostly being the kiss not their actual lips. Still, it's the thought that counts. Seulgi feels a burn at her lungs. She grabs him, swimming upwards.

They break free to the surface, her coughing and gagging as she regains her breath. She whips around, about to yell at Hobi for almost drowning her when he slams his lips on hers. All her previous complaints are silenced as he guides her to the edge, her back hitting the wall. He barely treads water, keeping one hand in the water to support him while the other rests on her cheek. She keeps her feet and hand on the wall, her free hand mimicking his and going to his cheek to cherish the skin there.

Their kiss is so intense it almost scares Seulgi, but Hoseok is quick to reassure her that everything's okay by slowing down, switching sides and gently poking his tongue inside. The two make out in the pool, their tongues dancing together, their bodies heating up. Once again, Seulgi has a lack of oxygen (mostly from the underwater kiss she still hasn't recovered from), so she taps his chest.

Hoseok gets the message, backing off to pant and look at her. "Jesus," he whispers, saliva and pool water covering his lips.

"You can say that again," she whispers back, him giving her a small smirk.

"Get on the ledge, dear." He helps her get on it, him placing both his hands on the edge as he peeks up at her. "Open them." Her eyes jump when he motions to her thighs.

"Hobi-"

"Do you want me to make you cum or not?" She freezes, wordlessly opening her legs. He chuckles, tracing her hands up and down her thighs. "Good. Now, you have to be quiet, otherwise the whole mansion will hear us." She bites her lower lip, causing him to smirk. "Don't worry, I'll be fucking you all night long..."

~23:22~

Aurora stares out at the Moon, wondering how the hell she got here. After a whole boring ass life, she's finally in a place where she can say with confidence that she's happy. This past week with Baekhyun has made her happier than she's been ever. She's glad that for once, something's going right. She's glad she's making a positive impact on him. Speak of the devil, here he comes, rolling up to her.

"You know, I never had many exes. Only two," she says, keeping her hands on the railings. The park, their favorite place to go. Aurora has a bit of an obsession with nature and trees. Baekhyun's a pilot, so he has a tendency to like the sky. It works out perfectly. She can stare at nature, he can stare at the sky. What a perfect balance, it's almost like they were made for each other. Okay, maybe that's a stretch, lots of people like the sky, but still. Aurora wants to dream a little.

"Only two?" Baekhyun asks, stopping once he's next to her.

"Two. One of which was when I was sixteen. I always thought I was late to the relationship train, to be honest. All my friends had their first kisses and times by the time they were fifteen, some even fourteen."

"Jesus."

"Exactly. I thought I needed a relationship, so I got into one for over a year. Had my first kiss, first time, first everything. But there was one problem." Baekhyun glances up at her, and her down at him. "I never loved her. Not even a little bit. I liked her, I enjoyed her company, but I never particularly found myself craving kisses or affection or sex. I thought maybe there was something wrong with me, but then I learned that maybe her and I weren't meant to be. I learned that rushing relationships isn't a good thing. Get one when you're ready, that's what my mom told me."

She peeks down at her wrist, where her rose tattoo sits. The small flower is illuminated by the moonlight, Baekhyun gazing at it in disbelief. "Is that a reminder of your mom?" he asks.

She softly smiles. "Cute and bright, no wonder why I like you, Byun." He chuckles as she stares at him again. "My mom passed two years ago. Her favorite flower..."

"A rose." he finishes, her nodding.

"I take after her a lot. Believe it or not, she wasn't a redhead. Blonde. I'm one of the only redheads in my family. We always have a joke that there was a 'mailman' in the mix."

He laughs. "Really? You make that joke in front of your father?"

"Oh always, sometimes he just stared and sometimes he played along. Sometimes he even laughed. It was one our best running inside jokes. My friends never understood it," she says.

"I do," he replies.

"You're much more than my friend."

Baekhyun keeps his eyes on her for a moment, then clears his throat. "Speaking of that, did you want to maybe go on a date?"

"Wait this isn't a date?" she asks.

His face lights up. "Well sure, but I meant more romantic style. Like candlelight dinner. Drive-in movie. Picnic under the stars with music. Night on the town, walking and shopping. I don't know, one of those things."

"I'd love to, but not shopping cause I can see your eyes, you'll buy everything."

"I'm rich," he says in a whine.

"Yeah but somehow I'd still feel bad."

He waits a moment before answering, giving her a grin. "You're a good person, you know that?"

"I've heard it a few times, but feel free to keep saying it. Oh maybe even compliment my hair, I love my hair."

"I can tell," he teases, laughing.

"Speaking of color, your Twitter posts. All the documents? They're always so colorful."

"How can they not be? We saw a lot of colorful things."

She hums. "You're a talented writer, I'll give you that."

Baekhyun glances down, sheepishly smiling. "You think? It was just a hobby I picked up to describe the war, I didn't think it would actually lead anywhere."

"I think everyone loves your writing, Byun. Not only are they entertaining stories, but the characters are amazing too," she replies with a smile.

"Okay, that was smooth, I'll give you that."

She giggles, kneeling and kissing his cheek. "I have my moments, that's for sure."

Aurora genuinely feels bad for him. He destroyed a whole damn battleship, fought in a war he was always unsure about until recently, and as soon as he starts to become happy with himself, he gets paralyzed. Sounds like a tragic hero, where his tragic flaw is himself. His own ideals brought him down until the very end, when he finally started to see triumph, and then it gets taken away. She wasn't kidding: the characters in his stories are fascinating, but none compare to his. At least in her eyes.

"Your friend's name is Luna, right?" he asks. Aurora nods. "Is that why you keep looking at the Moon?" Aurora takes a moment, staring at the object. Huh, she didn't really think about it like that.

"Luna and I go way, waaay back. Since seventh grade, believe it or not. We've always been partners in crime. Sometimes it feels like I can't go anywhere without her, but we're naturally heading in different directions."

He raises a brow. "How so?"

"Oh nothing crazy, she just wants to do all this research on the stars and stuff, but I want to keep bouncing from place to place. I'm hard to keep down, you know?"

"You want to travel?"

"Very much so. I want to see every country, every planet, every civilization. She wants to stay somewhere and study, I want to go everywhere and make something."

"Something?" he asks.

"A film, or multiple films. Maybe even stupid vlogs. Anything. Memories."

Baekhyun softly smiles. "That's a good idea. If you need help, I'd love to do that."

"Well you definitely weren't getting out of helping. After all, you're the one I'll be dragging with me."

"Oh really?"

She laughs. "You're the pilot, remember?"

He shrugs. "I guess that's true, I don't know how piloting would work with me in a chair."

"You can still be moved from your chair to another. Piloting is mostly hands, isn't it?" she asks.

"Sure, but it may be more difficult than you think with the whole dodging and dipping and diving."

"What if you just fly a transport vessel? What if you take on a simple job where you don't have to do all that?"

"There's always a risk."

"You're right, that's how you ended up like this. That's why maybe you should take it." She turns to him. "Do you enjoy flying?"

"It's my life," he says.

"Then why not try and do it again? And besides, if anything happens, I'll be right next to you the whole time."

He's shocked to say the least. "You mean that?"

"I mean it. Anything you need, I'll be there."

Baekhyun and her stare for a few moments, then, he lets out a breath. "Why are you being so nice to me?" he asks.

"Should I not be?" she asks back, slightly confused.

"No no, it's not that, I'm just... why?"

She holds his hand, leaning forward and kissing him. He accepts it, kissing back right away. She hopes the kiss is enough to show him how much he means to her. How much she likes him. She gingerly pulls away. "I want to be with you Baekhyun. That's why," she whispers, meeting his eyes.

"Aurora?" She nods, their breath hitting one another's in the small gap between them. "I want to be with you too..."

~23:23~

"Um no, you're the dork here. It's not my fault you've been criticizing the slightest flaw in the food all night!"

Jin laughs at Anya's words, shaking his head. Anya glares at him. "We've been here for five hours. Five. Five fucking hours. That poor chef. They closed like twenty minutes ago!" she says.

"Well maybe he shouldn't salt the food so much!"

"Well maybe you should stop being so picky, mine was perfect!"

Sheesh, this man. Making the poor chef remake his steak like three times. He's actually obnoxious. Anya already promised the waiter a big tip for putting up with Jin, but truthfully, she wants a big tip too for tolerating him for more than one day. This waiter will never see Jin again (Anya's making sure he doesn't come back here), but she has to see him every day. Every single hour, of every single stupid day. Ugh, why did she agree to dating him?

"Okay but what if I just did it to get more time out with you?" he asks.

"You see me every day."

"Sure but I don't get to go on dates with you every day!" he says with a whine.

"You could. Why don't you ask me out more often? I'm the one who asks you out all the time!" she says.

"I asked you out today!"

"And I asked you out twice last week, three times the week before that, four times the week before that, twice the week be-"

"Okay okaaaay jeez, I get it. I'll ask you out more often."

She lets out a sigh. "Why do I feel like you're lying?"

"I'll prove it. Want to go on a date tomorrow?"

"Where?" Anya instantly asks.

"I, uh... movies! How about the movies, I hear there's this new action movie in. About a retired killer who comes out of retirement when something happens to his dog-"

"Sure," she interrupts. "Thank you, I'd love to go. On one condition."

"What's that condition?"

"We eat at home because Jesus, Seokjin. I'm tired and you just finished eating."

"What if I promise not to complain next time?"

"I won't believe you," she replies with a huff. "You're Kim Seokjin. In what dimension should I believe you?"

"This one, because I'm telling the truth," he says.

"I still don't believe you. How about tomorrow we eat at home and next time we eat out. How about we get takeout tomorrow? Hm?"

"Fiiiine," he says with a sigh. "I guess that's fine."

"You guess?"

She raises a brow at him, causing him to choke on his own saliva. "Why are you looking at me like that?"

"How long have we been together?" she asks, ignoring his previous question.

"Um, I don't know, a while now-"

"Too long. That's the answer. You're absolutely ridiculous."

"Yet you haven't broken up with me."

"That's because for some reason, despite how irritating you can be, I still love you."

He leans forward. "And what do you love about me, dear Ani?"

"If I tell you, I'll boost your ego."

"I'll tell you what I love about you." At his offer, she gives in.

"Fine. I love your sense of humor."

"I'd hope so, you laugh a lot around me," he says.

She softly smiles. "I do. Genuine laughs. That's one of the most important things in a relationship for me: if I laugh around my partner. And I do around you. Congratulations, you've passed the first test." She pauses. "And yes, before you point it out, you're attractive. I, uh, I find you very, very attractive. Like, very..."

"Obviously, otherwise you wouldn't have stripped for me yesterda-"

"Seokjin!" she yells a little too loudly, desperately hiding her flustered face.

"Sorry, but it's true," he replies, stifling his laughter at her yell.

"Listen here Mister Kim, I'll have you know that yesterday... was just, uh..."

"Was what, dear?" He leans forward even more. "Care to elaborate? What was yesterday? Moment of weakness? Just lust? You blacked out? Hm? What excuse this time, love?"

She gulps. "U-Uh anyway, I think you're attractive and funny. And your laugh." He raises a brow. "I like your laugh. It makes me laugh with you."

"The windshield wiper laugh?" he asks.

She hums. "It's so funny and I don't know why. It makes the atmosphere in the room brighter."

Jin softly smiles. "Okay, I'll accept that. Anything else?"

She pauses, pursing her lips and pretending to think about it. "Your listening skills. Despite all your narcissism, you're a good listener. You're stronger than you look on the surface. Honestly, you're probably one of the strongest people I know. Emotionally, I mean. No one can beat Jungkook and Jimin muscle-wise."

"Have you seen my shoulders?" he asks, shifting them back and forth.

She laughs. "And that's another thing. I love your shoulders and how you make jokes about them." There's a beat of silence as Jin stares at her, keeping his soft smile. At the silence, Anya gets nervous. "A-Anyway, what about what you love about me? I did my end of the bargain, now it's your turn." Jin eyes her for a few moments, then sits back in his chair, giving her an even wider smile.

"Everything," he says. She raises a brow. "I love everything about you. From your cute smiles to your sexy brain figuring out math problems at one in the morning when you can't sleep. The way you always have a book you're reading, how you're looking for new things to do, how you understand me in a way no one else does." He lets out a breath. "How for the first time in years, I feel safe with someone. I feel safe having someone this close to me. I feel safe talking to you."

Shit, now she's tearing up. "For the first time in a long time, I feel appreciated all the time. Despite our jokes, stupid bickerings like an old married couple, and our actual disagreements, I love you. I really love you, Anya," he says.

Her tears fall as she processes his words. "That... that was beautiful. And I'm sorry I didn't say I love everything about you too, cause it's true."

"You just didn't want to boost my ego?"

She snorts. "Something like that." Anya hesitates. "Can I tell you the truth?"

"Always." She looks at him, a little scared to meet his eyes at first. However, once she sees that genuine curiosity burning in his expression, she lightens up, gaining the courage to stare.

"You're mine and I'm yours. I want that to be a forever thing. Even back with Alice, over a year into our relationship I didn't feel this passionately for her. I never felt this passionately for anyone." Jin smiles, tears starting to fill his eyes. "I love you, Jin. I want to be with you for as long as humanly possible, you know that?"

"I do now, and thank you. I feel the same way. I was a little nervous to tell you, I thought you'd think of Alice and..."

"She's nothing to me anymore. What happened was so long ago I don't even consider it part of me anymore. She was just a hiccup. A bump in the road on my way to you. You're my destination, Jin." She pauses, giving him the best smile she can muster. "You always have been."

~The Next Day || 00:10~

"Seriously Jeon?"

"Seriously Jeon," Jungkook mocks, sticking his tongue out at Tae.

"So this is why you were out all night? Really?"

"Um, yeah. Is that a problem?" Jungkook asks.

Taehyung snickers. "I guess not, I'm just surprised. You really want to do this?"

Jungkook hums. "Just watch, three years from now I'll have a whole ass sleeve, and no one will see it coming."

"Babe, no one sees anything you do coming. You pop in, do something new, and leave me to suffer over how attractive you are."

Jungkook laughs as he glances down at the wrap covering his red skin, the new tattoo on his arm gorgeous. An eye. Yes, he got an eye tattoo on his arm. However, that's not the only one. He holds out his hand. "What do you think?" Jungkook asks.

"An upside down V? Huh?"

"Spell it out, moron!" Jungkook says in a hiss.

"'Army'? Why?"

"Look, remember when we were talking about starting a band?"

"Wasn't that yesterday?" Tae asks with a huff.

"Yes."

"We were drunk."

"And?" Jungkook asks, raising a brow.

"Okay okay fine, explain it to me."

Jungkook sits on the bed, Tae next to him as he points to it. "You said you'd want your stage name to be 'V', right?" Tae nods. "V with a crown over it because you're my husband. Now look. RMY. MY for Min Yoongi."

"I see a J on your ring finger," Tae says, Jungkook humming.

"Triple meaning. J for Jin and Jung Hoseok, Jm for Jimin."

"And the RM?"

Jungkook softly smiles, resisting the urge to touch it. "Remember yesterday when I said Joon would name himself 'Rap Monster'?"

"Oh God, I do remember that. Literally out of all the names he would choose that? Why?" Tae asks.

Jungkook chuckles. "Because he was a rapper in his childhood. As a kid, he called himself that, but of course, his parents never really liked that idea so he ended up being an engineer instead. Thank God, otherwise we wouldn't have met. So, to honor our fallen friend. All seven of the boys."

"Will the girls and Baekhyun be jealous?"

"I doubt it. I mostly did it like this because of the war. That's why it's 'Army'. We were in the army, you know? Not to mention even after our fight, us seven came together to help Jimin when he needed it. Us. The seven. I figured it would hold more meaning if I did that rather than try and squeeze in everyone. I'll just get separate tattoos for them," Jungkook says.

Tae wraps an arm around Jungkook. "I like them. They're cute."

"Really?" Jungkook asks.

"Yeah, I think they're really cute. What about the pluses?" he asks, pointing to the ink.

"Forever. It means we'll be together forever. Both us and the crew. I thought it would be kind of symbolic, I don't know..."

"It's great, I'm glad you got them."

"Really?"

"Hell yeah, you know what we have to do now?" Tae asks. Jungkook raises a brow. "Get you on a motorcycle again. Tattooed Jungkook with long hair on a bike? With me clinging onto him? Yeah, I'd nut in my pants without you even saying or doing anything."

Jungkook laughs. "You're certainly entertaining, I'll give you that, Tae Tae."

"I try," he replies with a wink.

"Oh my God," Jungkook says, practically tackling Tae to the bed.

Tae innocently looks up as Jungkook hovers over him, staring at his lips. "Whatcha doing there, Mr. Jeon?" Tae asks, pursing his lips to tempt Jungkook more.

"Is this going to turn into roleplay?" Jungkook whisper-asks.

"Oh hell yeah, I'd so be into that."

"You know what else you'd be into?" Jungkook asks, licking his lower lip.

"What?" Tae replies, waggling his brows.

"This!"

In a heartbeat, Jungkook starts tickling Taehyung, making him burst out laughing while he squirms beneath him, desperately trying to get his husband to stop. "J-Jungkook stop-p, please," he says in a laugh, writhing around.

"Nope, never," Jungkook replies, popping the 'p' on 'nope'. Taehyung tries his best to tickle back but fails miserably, Jungkook completely dominating his body as he shows no mercy.

After a full ten seconds of tickling, Jungkook stops, letting Tae catch his breath while tears roll down his face. "I hate you."

"You love me," Jungkook teases.

"Nope, I really don't."

"Oh come on you weren't saying that last-"

"Night. Sure," Tae interrupts. "You're so obnoxious."

"You're into that apparently."

"Are you sure about that?"

"Divorce me then," Jungkook says with a laugh. "No balls."

"You're lucky I'm not as competitive as you. If I was, the papers would be on their way already."

"Mhmmm," Jungkook says, rolling off of Tae. The two stare at the ceiling on their bed, a small silence hanging over them. Yeah, Jungkook's in love. He's in intense love with Jeon Taehyung. His husband. Sometimes it doesn't even feel like they're married, it feels like they're two best friends hanging out, and making out, and having sex...

Jungkook leans on his side, gazing at Tae. He mimics Jungkook's actions, their eyes locking. "Can we fuck now?" Tae asks with a pout.

"Really? That's what's on your mind right now?"

"How can it not be? A gorgeous man with new tattoos is laying right next to me, ring on his finger. My ring on his finger."

Jungkook chuckles. "You're something else. How did I score you?"

"I have no idea," Tae says.

Tae comes closer, Jungkook doing the same. They meet halfway, their bodies hitting each other's, Jungkook's arms wrapping around Tae. "I love you, Tae."

Taehyung pecks Jungkook's lips, smiling. "I love you too. Would it be a crime to call you Bunny?"

"Yes, very much so. I love you, Tae Tae, but only my lil sweetheart can call me Bunny." He holds up his friendship bracelet, dangling the thing. "Loyalty."

Taehyung grabs the hand Jungkook's holding up, showing off the wedding ring. "Loyalty," Tae grumbles.

"Selective loyalty."

"Jeon Jungkook!" Jungkook bursts out laughing, rolling onto his back from the effort. Tae just watches, blinking, but he can't hide the small smile forming on his lips.

"In all seriousness, thank you for being by my side. I can't thank you enough for waiting for me, for being with me even when we thought I would die," Jungkook says.

Taehyung entwines his hand with Jungkook's good one, peering into his eyes. "How could I not? How could I not wait when someone like you was here to love me? There's no one in this galaxy quite like you, Jungkook. I'm the luckiest man in the world to have you. I mean that."

Jungkook smiles. "I know I said it already, but I love you."

Taehyung returns his smile. "You can say it as many times as you'd like."

"I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you-"

"This is what I meant by 'there's no one in this galaxy quite like you'," Taehyung interrupts with a laugh.

The two keep staring, then, they mentally agree to kiss. It's a short, cute kiss. Jungkook lives for it. There's no words that can describe Jungkook's feelings right now. Every single positive word in the dictionary isn't even enough to cover it. Taehyung gets him some way he can't comprehend. It's honestly kind of beautiful. When Jungkook pulls back, he's a little surprised that Tae is tearing up. "I love you, Jeon Jungkook," he whispers. Jungkook tears up with him, placing his free hand on his husband's cheek.

"I love you too, Jeon Taehyung."