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After you and Jimin finish your ice cream, you both walk hand and hand back to Jimin's car. Once inside, you snuggle into the seat and begin playing with Jimin's hand.

"Where are we going now?"

"I figured we could go back to my dorm and watch a movie or something." You nod and continue playing with Jimin's hand.

Soon enough, you're pulling up to a massive gated neighborhood. You both drive straight through security and Jimin parks in front of a huge building. Jimin opens the door for you once again and grabs your hand, leading you straight to the building.

Once inside, you take a little time to marvel over the dorm before you eventually shrug your shoulders and prance to the couch, jumping straight on it. Jimin giggles at you and follows suit and joining you. You immediately scoot over to him and he grabs you, cuddling you. You sigh and relax into his embrace.

"What do you want to watch baby?" Jimin asks.

"Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles!" you scream. Jimin chuckles and turns on the movie.

An hour or so into the new adaptation of your favorite turtles, a memory flashes through your head that makes you physically cringe.

"What's wrong?" Jimin asks, concern written clearly on his face.

"I just remembered something terrible," you sigh.

"What was it . . ?" Jimin wearily asks. He was afraid that the topic was too sensitive for you.

"I used to have the biggest crush on Leonardo," you blurt.

A silence overcomes the both of you, the only sound coming from the action scene going on on the TV.

". . . The turtle?"

"Yeah."

More awkward silence.

"Damn," Jimin laughs. "I never though I'd ever be jealous of a fictional mutant turtle."

You erupt into a fit of laughter, Jimin soon joining in. Tears well up in your eyes and you kick your legs multiple times into the air.

"What the hell, Jimin!"

"I'm sorry, but it's true! I should be the only man in your life, even if the competition is fictional," he says, all residue of laughter gone and instead replaced with seriousness. You stop laughing, too. Jimin grabs your chin and pulls you into a passionate kiss. You wrap your arms around his neck and he pulls you into his lap. His hands travel down your waist and to your butt. He gives it a little squeeze and you gasp, giving him the perfect opportunity to slip his tongue into your mouth.

Jimin quickly dominates the kiss, winning after a not-so-hard battle against your tongue. Your oxygen is dangerously low, so you pull away, panting heavily. Jimin wastes no time and immediately starts placing warm open-mouthed kisses all along your jaw, neck, and collarbone, which had been previously stripped of makeup when you had used the bathroom sometime during the movie.

Your soulmate continues his trail and eventually re-finds your mark spot. His canine teeth slowly get sharper and longer. He gives the spot one more kiss and--

"Jimin! We're back!"

"You've got to be fucking kidding me," Jimin whispers in Hyrish. Jimin lays you down on the couch and lays down beside you.

"Pretend you're asleep. Cuddle up close to me and I'll cover you hickeys with a blanket." You do as Jimin says and snuggle up close to him. He re-covers the both of you with the blanket and pretend he's asleep as well. You bury your face into the crook of his neck so none of the boys could see your swollen lips.

You hear footsteps coming your way. You try your best to regulate your breathing, but it's hard considering the fact that you and Jimin has spent the last ten or so minutes making out.

"Is Jimin sleeping with a girl?"

"Is Jimin cheating on his soulmate?!"

"No, you doofus! That is his soulmate!"

"Aww, they look so cute!"

"Jimin's breathing is kind of fast. Do you think he's having a nightmare?"

Jimin sucks in a breath.

"Nah, I bet he's having one of those dreams."

The rest of BTS laughs while you and Jimin exhale your breath.

"Give them some privacy, guys. You all would've wanted some privacy if you were asleep with your soulmate," you think Namjoon says.

"But they're watching Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles! I want to watch too!" someone who you assume is Taehyung exclaims.

Silence for a moment.

"Yeah, you're right. Wake them up, I ain't sitting on the floor."

You and Jimin snap your eyes open and stare at each other from underneath the blanket.

"But how should we wake them up?" you assume Jungkook asks.

"Pour water on them!"

You and Jimin grimace. "I'm going to pretend to wake up, and then pretend to wake you up, okay?" he whispers.

"Yes."

Jimin fake groans and peeks out from underneath the blanket. He then rubs his eyes and sits up. Taehyung, Hoseok, and Jungkook were standing over the both of you with a water bucket in hand, ready to dump all over you.

"What the hell?"

The three musketeers slowly lower the bucket. Jimin "awakens" you and you sit up with the blanket still wrapped around you, hiding your hickeys.

"J-Jiminie!" Hoseok says nervously. "You're awake. . ."

"Uh, yeah?"

"We were just going to--"

"Anyway," interrupts Namjoon, "we want to finish TMNT with you. We're not going to rewind it, so don't fret. Now scoot over, we want to sit too." You and Jimin quickly obey. Jimin wraps the blanket securely around both of your shoulders and pulls you back into his embrace. Jin sits next to you while Namjoon sits next to Jimin. Yoongi sits in an arm chair while the remaining maknae line and Hoseok sit on the floor. You move closer to Jimin, still not used to the fact that you were sharing a room with your idols. You wanted to scream.

You squeal.

Seven pairs of eyes shot to you. Your face turns a deep crimson and you bury your face into the crook of Jimin's neck.

"What's wrong, baby?" Jimin whispers to you.

"I'm not used to the presence of all of them yet. After all, you're still my idols." Jimin chuckles.

"What's wrong with her?" asks Jin.

"She's scared."

"Of?"

"You guys. You all do remember that she's still an ARMY, right?"

Silence.

"Oh."

"So she's just overwhelmed," says Namjoon.

"Yeah. She's an introvert."

"She didn't act like one back at the tech store," mumbled Jungkook.

"It's cause she works there, Kook," says Jin.

"Oh."

"Who's her bias?" Taehyung excitedly asks.

"Y/N, do you want to answer?" asks Jimin. You nod your head and remove your face from its hiding spot.

"Well, I like all of you the same, besides Jimin," you start.

"But?"

"But, if someone asked me before I actually met all of you in person, I would've said Jimin or Taehyung."

Jimin grins widely and snuggles his face into your neck. Taehyung cheers and does a happy/victory dance around all of his members.

"Do you have any wreckers?"

"Yes, but I won't say them. I feel bad enough telling y'all my biases. I don't want any of you feeling like I like you less."

"Taehyung shouldn't be on your bias list, only me," Jimin mumbles into your neck. You giggle and hug his waist.

"Aww, they're so physical already! Say, have you already shared your first kiss?" Hoseok asks. You choke on your spit and Jimin pats your back to help you breathe again.

"What do you mean?" Yoongi starts. "That's what they were doing before we--"

"Oh, would you look at that, the movie's over!" Jimin exclaims in mock suprise. "Weren't you supposed to go to work today, Y/N? I'll drive you home!" Jimin gives you a look that says go with it.

"Oh, yes. Suho called earlier and said that I have to fix someone's car," you monotonously say.

"But don't you work at a tech store--"

"Such a shame that we couldn't hang out longer. Jimin, make sure to invite me over again, okay?"

"Sure thing, Y/N."

"Great. Jimin, please drive me home--I mean, to the tech store--right now."

"Sure thing, Y/N," Jimin repeats.

"Great. Nice seeing you all again, friends. Buh bye!" You stand up and fast walk straight to the front door, Jimin flanking you so that your hickeys couldn't be seen. You wave one time, throw your shoes on, and exit the dorm all in one fluid motion. After entering the car, you and Jimin drive as fast as you can.

Once you're both far enough away from the gated community, you and Jimin release a breath you didn't know you were holding. Jimin pulls into your apartment driveway and rests his head on the steering wheel.

"That was so embarrassing." Jimin nods, silently agreeing with you.

"How the heck did Yoongi even figure that out?"

"Yoongi knows all of our secrets. He knows everything. . ." You shudder.

"Well, I'll be back tomorrow."

"No, Jimin, spend some time with your members. They'll all start resenting me if you spend all of your free time with me."

Jimin smiles and pulls you in for a short but sweet kiss. "I'll come the next day, then. Bye baby!" You hop out of the automobile and skip to the door. Waving one last time, you close the door and pass out on the couch; falling sleep.

Meanwhile, in the car while driving, Jimin can't help but to feel frustrated. "Don't fret, Y/N," Jimin whispers to himself. "I'll have my mark on you soon, I'll make sure of it."

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