~23:52~

Namjoon decided to leave in the morning and take the rest of the day to relax. 'We earned it', is what he said. You can't stay too long, the men who attacked you in the service tunnel will eventually find you, but until then you can rest easy. You're leaving in a few hours anyway, and you have Jungkook. No one is going to hurt you.

You lie on Jimin's bed, the lamp still on. He's in the bathroom now, so you're waiting for him to come back. After you gave your key to Jin you packed all your stuff up with Jimin's help. You have to admit, he's a pretty good partner in crime. He's funny, charming, cute, clever...

You turn red and bring your mind back to reality. So, you have a tiny crush on Jimin... okay, maybe it's not tiny but it's still just a crush, right? He's sassy sometimes, shy sometimes, funny all the time, and it doesn't help that he's gorgeous.

Right on cue, Jimin walks out of the bathroom, and you look over at him. He keeps the light to the bathroom on, but keeps the door practically shut so it won't disturb you when the two of you go to bed. "Hey," he says, leaning on the wall and locking eyes with you.

"Hey," you whisper back. You're wearing one of his shirts since you already threw yours in your bag. It's all standard issue stuff, so it's not crazy big or too small on you, but it still smells like him and you love it.

"Tired?" he asks, and you shrug.

"Mentally? A little. Physically? Always."

He smiles, "How's your chest doing?"

You place your hand over where you got shot. It bothered you earlier, when you were fighting for your life, but besides that it hasn't been acting up too much these past few days. "Oh you know, hurts now and then but nothing I can't handle, y'know?" His smile only widens as he nods. You pat the space next to you, giving him a pout. "Come here." He chuckles before heading over, crawling into bed and lying down next to you. Every time he breathes you can smell a hint of mint in his breath. It's crazy how you're just now noticing the small things about him. "Can I ask you something?" you inquire, which causes him to raise a brow.

"Anything."

"Do you like to dance?" He clearly didn't expect that question, but answers almost immediately anyway.

"I liked to dance back home. Did it all the time. What gave it away?"

You softly smile, nuzzling into his pillows. "At the party, you seemed to have decent dance moves. I figured if you were good while drunk, you were amazing while sober."

He smiles, brushing a strand of hair out of your face. "So what I'm hearing is... you liked what you saw?"

"I really liked what I saw."

He looks down at your lips, then back into your eyes. "I can show you a lot more, if you'd like," he whispers. He smirks, which nearly makes you cough.

"Were you drinking or something?"

He shakes his head, "Not a drop. This is all me."

You stare at him with wide eyes for a few seconds before realizing he's completely serious. "Show me," you whisper. He smugly smiles and sits up slightly, locking eyes with you. After a brief moment, he slowly plays with the hem of his shirt, then lifts it over his head and tosses it to the ground.

He lies down again, this time on his back. You take the opportunity to scoot forward, resting your hand on his chest. You shamelessly stare at his abs, letting your fingers trace up and down them. "Still like what you see?" he asks lowly, and you hum in response.

"What happened to shy Mochi?" you whisper, keeping your eyes on his chest.

Jimin shakes the comment away. "Guess he took the night off."

"I'm not complaining," you reply, tapping against his chest.

"You know... we'll be on our way to discovering what caused the worst day of your life literally tomorrow," he whispers.

You pause, looking up at him. "Interesting conversation topic considering what you just did."

He chuckles, letting his hand slip on top of yours. "Well you know, kind of easy to talk about. Our deaths could face us at any moment, after all." You look up and into his eyes. At your gaze, he glances down and meets it. "What is it?" he whispers. He's right. You could die at any moment.

"Nothing I just..." you start, but you cut yourself off with a shaky breath.

"Hey... hey," he whispers, letting his free hand softly press against your cheek. "What's wrong?"

You give him a soft smile, "you're right. We could die at any time. I want to cherish every moment. Starting now." He seems slightly shocked, but he quickly falls into agreement. You press your body against his, getting as close as possible. You rest your head on top of his shoulder, your hands entwined on his chest. The simplest thing such as the rise and fall of his chest makes you feel at peace.

His breath tickles your forehead, his warmth supplying a comfort no one else can provide. You look up in time to see his brown eyes staring right back. "Goodnight Jimin," you whisper, and he softly smiles back. He uses his free hand to turn off the lamp, then brings it back to wrap around your waist.

"Goodnight angel."

~9:52~

Jimin paces around the cockpit as Seulgi scrolls through the data, showing the rest of the crew what she and Namjoon went over last night. "So as it turns out, the Blackwell stopped at Neptune last," Seulgi starts with a sigh.

"Not much of a surprise. Edge of the solar system... there's only one problem with that," Jungkook says, looking over at Y/N. She sent the escape pods in that direction. Her father will beat them there.

"Well, he'll figure out that the escape pods were empty eventually. He'll turn around, right?" Hoseok asks.

"I don't know, it's possible. He might just stay in the area and investigate anyway. He might split up his team, he can do anything," Jimin says, which the crew silently agrees to.

"Baekhyun?" Namjoon asks. The Pilot hums. "Set course for Triton." Baekhyun nods and steps further into the cockpit, sitting in his chair and starting up the journey. "There are several civilizations around Neptune, but Triton is where the Blackwell was, right Seulgi?" Namjoon asks, which the Intelligence Officer nods to.

"Looks that way, unless the logs are lying."

Jimin sighs, still not liking the idea. They're about three days away from Triton, so they'll have time to think, but finding the source of what hurt the Blackwell will be difficult. "For now, dismissed. Are we out of range of Sturgeon Baekhyun?" Namjoon asks, which the Pilot says 'yes' to. "Jimin, may I speak to you privately for a moment?" the Captain asks. Jimin gives him a short nod, and together, they walk out of the cockpit and down the bridge into the main bay.

However, that's not enough for Namjoon: he keeps walking. Jimin is a little (okay a lot) confused, but continues to follow. They end up in the medbay surprisingly. Jimin doesn't complain, but when his superior turns around he still gives the Captain a questioning look. "To be perfectly honest, I wanted to get away. I did want to talk to you about something, but I needed a few seconds to catch my breath."

Jimin chuckles, "I get it, Seulgi can be intimidating."

Namjoon gives the Engineer a playful smile, "I agree, which is why I'm glad she's on our side."

Jimin agrees. "So, what is it you wanted to talk about?" Namjoon looks up at the ceiling, then at the floor. He walks around the room a bit before tracing his fingers against the wall.

"I haven't had fresh air in years... that's crazy to think about, isn't it?" he starts, and Jimin can't help but think the same thing. He's been away from Earth for years now. He has a yearning to go back, but he's never acted on it. Maybe it's time to try to go back. See how his brother is... maybe see if he's strong enough to talk to his parents.

"I never thought I'd want to go back to Earth, but darting around the solar system put a tear on me." Namjoon looks back at Jimin.

"I agree. I love my job but I can't help but want to breathe in real air again."

Namjoon sighs, "Yeah, that would be nice, wouldn't it?" The two fall into a small silence as Namjoon continues to walk around the room, careful not to break anything.

"God of destruction, right?" Jimin muses.

Namjoon groans, "I should've known Jungkook would tell everyone my nickname eventually." Jimin shakes his head with a smile, giving his Captain an amused look that he returns. After a few seconds of staring, Namjoon suddenly looks nervous.

"Everything okay?" Jimin asks.

"I have something to ask you." Jimin lets confusion light up in his expression. Namjoon is his Captain, why is he nervous to ask a simple question? He does know that Jimin will do anything he asks him, right? "You can say no if you want, I know you just became a platinum engineer and all..." the Captain starts.

Jimin's eyes go wide. "Namjoon... what are you asking?" Jimin questions, sweat forming on his hands. He's not going to demote him already, is he? He did nothing wrong... right? Jimin gulps, gaining his confidence back. Every once in a while he still slips back into second-guessing everything, but he's trying his hardest not to do that. He needs to be strong - for everyone.

"Well, I've been thinking... I'm the Captain, but this entire time I've needed help making decisions, and you're the one who always helped me. Every single decision you've helped me with."

Jimin is only more confused, "Sir, I-"

"Platinum Engineer Park Jimin," Namjoon starts, taking a quick breath.

"Will you be my Executive Officer?"

~9:56~

You walk into the dining hall with Jin, concluding your mini tour of the Moonchild. You didn't show him the medbay, but you saw Namjoon and Jimin take off in that direction. Hopefully Namjoon won't scare Jimin too much. Lord knows that boy has been through enough these past few weeks.

"Seems cozy," Jin says.

You offer him a smile, "It is. Coffee machine, workout rooms, nice quarters, a greenhouse, some holding facilities, even a small theatre. Definitely enough room for you, maybe even more."

He chuckles, "I'd hope so, don't want to deprive the crew of this beautiful face."

You raise a brow, "You really like yourself don't you?"

"Better to love yourself too much than not enough." Well you can't argue with that.

Jungkook walks into the dining hall with Hoseok behind him, eager to get food. "Hungry?" you ask them. Hoseok nods rapidly, practically bouncing over to the food dispensers. Jin looks over at Jungkook, who's cheeks are faintly glowing.

"What's wrong with your face?" Jin asks.

Jungkook stares at Jin, "I was about to ask you the same thing."

You struggle to stifle your laugh both at Jungkook's comeback and Jin's mortified expression. "I'll have you know my face is pure perfection young man."

Jungkook smirks, "Suuure. And I'm perfectly normal." Jungkook shoots Jin a wink before walking over to join Hoseok. Jin approaches you, chuckling to himself.

You raise a brow, "What?"

He sighs, "It's been a while since I've been around good people. I like it, and I hope I can stay."

You give him what you hope is a comforting gaze. "Don't be a complete asshole and prove your worth and you'll be fine, don't worry. I'll put in a good word to the Captain for you."

His shoulders relax ever so slightly. "Thank you." You're slightly surprised he isn't making any self-centered jokes, but you appreciate that he knows when to be serious.

Seulgi enters, and you smile at her. "Looks like it's a party," you announce. Seulgi approaches you and gives you a small smile.

"Hey," she says, and you nod.

"Hey, what's up?"

She shrugs, "Not too much, just preparing for our inevitable demise. What's up with you?"

You laugh, "Someone's optimistic. I'm preparing for our inevitable success at stopping whatever infected the Blackwell."

Jin scrunches up his face, "Infected? Does this so-called 'infection' harm the face in any way?"

You wince, "Oh yeah, turns your face all green and puffy. Unrecognizable."

Jin gasps and fakes a look of hurt, "I'm staying on the ship when we arrive."

Seulgi snickers, "I like you, you fit in."

"What about me?" Hoseok asks with a small pout.

Seulgi gives him a warm smile, "I'll always like you Hobi." You raise a brow at the nickname, but don't question it.

"So everyone pretty much has nicknames except for Jin, Seulgi, and Baekhyun. Guess we're going to have to come up with something," you say.

Seulgi gives you a confused expression, "Hoseok is Hobi... what is Jimin, Namjoon, and Jungkook?"

"Our gracious Captain also goes by 'God of destruction', I also call him Joon or Joonie. Little Kook over there is Kookie, or Jungkookie and Jimin is Min, or Jiminie." You leave out 'Mochi' on purpose: you know Jimin would be totally embarrassed. And honestly, you want to keep it as something only you call him.

"What about you?" Jin asks, and you shrug.

"Bitch."

Seulgi snorts, "Just so you know, I am so calling you that from now on."

You give her a sly smile, "Good, I'd like that."

"I'm sorry are you two flirting right in front of me? Me?" Jin asks, pretending to be offended.

You laugh, giving his shoulder a nudge. "We'll come up with a nickname for you. As for Seulgi hmm... well, I think you're all tough on the outside, but on the inside you're all warm and cuddly."

"This is true," Hoseok adds while sipping on a Sprite.

"How about... Teddy Bear?"

She grimaces, "Teddy Bear? Really?"

You hold out your arms, "Only one way to find out, right?" She hesitates, then gives you a hug. She's so... warm and cuddly. "Okay, yeah, you're Teddy Bear now." She pulls back and gives you a fake look of horror, but you can tell she appreciates it.

"Now, as for me... how about Galaxy wide handsome?" Jin suggests.

You look at him in disbelief. "Okay slow your roll, you have competition," you almost snort. He raises a brow. You nod, "Oh yeah, it's true. Have you looked at everyone else on the crew? It's honestly scary how gorgeous they are. I mean have you seen Jimin? Have you seen his abs?"

"Wait you saw his ab-"

"I-I think we should settle with Worldwide handsome for now," you interrupt. You didn't mean to interrupt Jungkook like that, but you also didn't mean to admit that you've seen Jimin's abs.

Seulgi gives you a smirk as your cheeks slowly become pink. "Jimin... has abs," Jungkook whispers, causing everyone to look over at him. "Oh my God my boyfriend is even hotter than I thought," he adds. You throw your hand over your mouth to prevent a loud laugh from coming out. "Wait, how did you see his abs?" Jungkook asks, narrowing his eyes at you, "is my boyfriend cheating on me?"

You gulp, turning red. "No comment. You know what, I'll take this as an excuse to leave. Have fun with the crew Jin," you announce, dashing out of the room.

You feel Seulgi giving you a knowing look as you exit, but you push it aside to instead make your way to the ladder. You climb up it quickly, reaching your quarters and going inside. Everything is exactly as you left it, but with your unpacked stuff just thrown on your bed. You didn't want to take up too much time since you needed to discuss the information, so you told Jimin to dump it there.

Speaking of Jimin, your mind wanders to him. You wonder where he is and if he's okay. Namjoon seemed serious. The Engineer didn't do anything wrong... right? Although, even if Jimin did something wrong, you know Namjoon wouldn't be too tough on the poor boy. He's trying his best in a tough situation. Though you have to admit, Jimin is handling it better than you expected. He's certainly handling it better than you.

After a few minutes of you putting your stuff back and pacing around your room, you hear a soft knock at your door. You take a deep breath and walk over to the door, opening it. Instantly you're met with giant arms engulfing you. You struggle to breathe, coughing slightly. "A-Are you trying to choke me?" you question jokingly, but when he doesn't let up, you rest your hands against his chest and push. You get released, and you're slightly surprised to see Jimin standing there. You're even more surprised to see the look on his face. He's crying.

"Jimin, what's wrong?" you ask, panic filling your tone.

He gives you a smile, "Absolutely nothing."

You give him a concerned look. "Then why are you crying Mochi?"

"I... Y/N..."

"Sit," you say, and he nods in agreement. You bring him over to your bed, the two of you sitting down side by side. He turns to face you, and you do the same, locking eyes. "Alright... now, what's with the tears?" you question, instinctively leaning forward and wiping them away with your thumb.

He gives you his classic eye smile, "You won't believe it Y/N... I... wow."

You raise a brow. "What is it?"

"Namjoon asked me to be his Executive Officer."

As soon as the words leave his mouth, you engulf him, practically throwing your body onto him. He laughs as you tackle him against the bed, your arms wrapped tightly around him. You laugh with him, kissing his cheek over and over again. "You're the one choking me now!" he lets out, still amused.

You lean up, but you're still on top of him, one of your legs between his and your hands on both sides of his head. "I can't believe it," you whisper, giving him a look of astonishment. "Congratulations Mochi, you deserve it," you add. He brings one hand up to your cheek, his thumb gently brushing over your skin.

"I couldn't have done it without you."

You softly smile, but it slowly creeps into a smirk. "Does this mean I have to call you sir now?"

He returns your smirk, "Only in certain situations..."

When he trails off, you bite your lower lip, your arms getting weak due to your position. "Executive Officer Park Jimin... does that mean Jungkook is trading rooms with you?"

Jimin shrugs, more focused on your cheek and lips than your words. "Namjoon told me he was going to let Jungkook know the news so... I guess so. Much bigger room... different clothes..." he trails off again, looking down at your lips before meeting your eyes. "Bigger bed..." You gaze into his eyes, then feel your arms giving out.

You slowly let yourself back down, and Jimin groans when your body comes back into contact with his. "Sorry, my arms gave out," you say.

He chuckles and lets his hand snake up to the back of your head, gently stroking your locks. Your body is curled up on top of his, your eyes closing. "I'm not complaining," he whispers, his breath tickling your ear. "Let's stay like this... okay?" he adds, which you nod to, snuggling even closer.

~00:00~

Jimin closes his new closet's door with a sigh. Executive Officer. To Jimin's surprise, the crew wasn't really shocked, they simply saluted him and gave him their congratulations. Jimin has made more progress this past week than he has in two whole years. It terrifies him, but truthfully, it excites him too. It excites him a lot.

Jimin feels bad for Jungkook since they had to trade rooms, but Jungkook didn't have any problem with it. He actually seemed rather happy. Proud, even. Jimin smiles and chuckles to himself. Jungkook must be proud of his 'boyfriend'. Jimin pulls off his shirt, folding it and putting it on top of his dresser. He yawns before walking over to his lamp, about to turn it off when there's a soft rap at his door. Jimin turns back to look at it, slightly puzzled. Who's knocking this late?

Regardless of his concerns, he approaches the door, hesitates, then opens it. Y/N stands there, her back facing the door. At the sound of it opening, she turns to face him. "Hey," he says, and she smiles.

"I didn't wake you, did I?" she asks, and he softly smiles.

"No, what's up?" She fiddles with her fingers. He furrows his brows at the small action.

"Can I maybe... stay with you tonight?"

He steps back, gesturing for her to enter. "You can stay with me whenever you want." She lights up at his words, slowly walking in. He closes the door behind her, guiding her over to his bed. She crawls over to the other side while he lies down, shutting off his lamp.

He rolls over on his side, facing her. She smiles back at him, "Thank you."

"Can I be honest with you?" She hums. "I like it when you're here. It's really... nice." Her eyes slightly widen before sweetly smiling, her eyes filling with admiration.

"I like being here..."

He chuckles, "Good." Jimin pauses and gives her another look. "Come here." She obeys, scooting over to him and wrapping her arms around him. "You're my angel, you know that?" he whispers, gently brushing his fingers through her hair.

"And you're my little Mochi," she replies. She nuzzles up against his chest, closing her eyes. She looks so beautiful like this. He never dreamed of a world where he would be this lucky. His breathing is always jagged whenever she's around. His pulse quickens, and he feels an overwhelming urge to be by her side. Even if they don't utter a word, being near her is enough for him. Every day he's getting closer to her, and he wants to. He really really wants to. Right now, looking down at her peaceful form, he knows...

He's falling in love with her.