"What", you said in pure disbelief.

"Yah Jungkook, don't say lies", you added.

"I'm really not lying, (y/n). They never behave like this.", he replied.

"No way, I know you for not even 24 hours and you want to tell me right now that they like me? I don't want to say that you are lying but this sounds too surreal to really believe it."

He sighed.

"I really think this is true."

You sighed, too, not knowing what to say.

"Okay, thank you, Jungkook. It's nice that you told me", you said after while and smiled.

He smiled back at you, nodding and then leaving the room.

You sighed, running your fingers through your hair.

He can't possibly lie to me, can he? What motive would he have anyways?

You sighed, walking back to the living room. The others looked up and smiled, so you smiled back, sitting down next to them.

"Hyung, why don't you give (y/n) her suitcase? I mean, she maybe wants to change her clothes or maybe just comb her hair. I-it's not that you look bad but I'm just wondering", Taehyung said, looking at both, Yoongi and you.

"It's okay, Tae. And y-yeah, can I pleasr get my stuff?", you replied, looking at Yoongi. He smiled and nodded, getting up from his seat and gesturing you to follow him.

So you two walked to his room, and right after you entered the room, Yoongi closed the door.

You looked at him in confusion but didn't ask, remembering Jungkook's words a few mimutes ago.

He walked to his closet and opened it, pulling out the needed suitcase. He smiled putting it on the floor and then

falling on his bed.

"Thanks, Yoongi", you smiled and opened the suitcase, only to close it immediately.

You blushed and breathed heavily, looking at Yoongi who looked at you with raised eyebrows.

Dammit, why am I so stupid and put all the embarrassing stuff like bras and panties right on top?

You smiled embarrassed, feeling the blush crawl onto your cheeks.

"Is something?", he asked, sitting up in his bed and looking at you.

You shook your head, "n-no, I just.. ah nevermind, it's nothing", you replied, sitting down in front of the suitcase again and opening it again, trying to cover up as much as possible and putting all the underwear under the other clothes.

You took out a black oversized shirt with a skull on it, and some jeans.

"I'll be right back", you said and vanished into the bathroom. Yoongi just nodded and folded his arms behind his head, laying down on the bed.

You changed your clothes and tied up your hair into a high, slightly messy ponytail. You got out, bumping right into Jimin. You felt losing your balance and already closed your eyes. But you only felt a pair of strong arms around yourself and a voice asking

"Are you okay?"

You opened your eyes and looked right into Jimin's dark orbs, filled with concern. He put you back on the floor and you nodded embarrassed. "Y-yeah, I'm okay, thanks to you", you replied, making him smile.

You looked up, realizing he just wore a tank top, which emphasize his biceps, and jogging pants. You averted your gaze, your cheeks heating up again.

He just smiled at you, not moving at all.

"A-ah, you probably want to go to the bathroom, I-I'll be going back to Yoongi's room to pack my stuff. S-see you around", you said and walked back into his room, not daring to look back at Jimin. He didn't say anything and just looked after you with a raised eyebrow before entering the bathroom.

You got back and closed the door; Yoongi sat up and looked at you. He then grinned, making you smile unconsciously.

"So, I guess I'll be going... you guys already took care of me so well, I don't want to disturb you any longer", you said and wanted to take your suitcase, but instead Yoongi stood in front of you.

"Disturb? You? Us?", he said and chuckled, "no way, it's fun when you're here. It's getting boring, but since yesterday it's not boring. I am sure the others think so, too", Yoongi finished.

You didn't say anything, you couldn't, you were dumbfounded and just looked at him.

"B-but I-I-"

You were interrupted by Yoongi taking your hand and walking downstairs, to the others. You just followed him without saying anything.

"Guys, she already wants to leave. But it's fun when she's here, right?", Yoongi asked and looked at his fellow bandmates.

They agreed quickly, making you look down in embarrassment.

"Well, then stay here a bit longer", Jin proposed, looking at you.

The others nodded. Jimin stood up to get some water, asking if the others also wanted something. Hoseok followed him.

"But your schedules, a-and concerts..", you started, looking down, but got interrupted.

"Stay here, please."

A begging voice, sounding kind of desperate and full of hope. Like a child.

Innocent.

It wasn't louder than a whisper, only you could hear it, well even you heard it barely; the rest of BTS was still looking at you, waiting for you to end the sentence.

You moved your head slightly, only to look into a pair of dark orbs, which had the same look of despair and innocence in them as the belonging voice.

The boy averted his eyes quickly, looking down, his green dyed hair covering his eyes.

You looked down, feeling guilty for some reason.

"F-fine.. but just for a bit longer", you said after a while, aksing yourself whether you'd regret this decision afterwards.

"Then it's settled", Jungkook said happily.

"But where will she sleep", Taehyung asked in curiosity.

Right. I have nowhere to sleep.

"She can sleep on my bed", you heard two voices reply in unison and awkward silence afterwards.

Jimin and Yoongi stared at each other, both raising their eyebrows.

You felt even more awkward now, also a bit uncomfortable due to the given situation.

"I-I'll be okay on the couch. R-really guys", you muttered, so only Yoongi and Jimin heard it. They turned their heads to you and shook them.

"No, you won't." Again in unison.

It went on like this, they both argued for 15 minutes, you tried to stop them, but without success.

You sighed, only knowing one last possible way to make them shut up.

From the very top of your lungs, you yelled.

Loud.

Very loud.

"CAN'T YOU TWO JUST SHUT THE FRICKLE UP FOR A MOMENT, FOR GOD'S SAKE!"

They indeed stopped, looking at you with widened eyes, obviously startled.

You exhaled loudly.

"No wonder all the sasaengs find you eventually", you added, slight annoyance reflecting in your voice.

Yoongi turned to Jimin. "D-did she just?", he asked and Jimin nodded, dumbfounded.

"So, since you two weren't stoppable, and blended out the rest of the world, I already dragged my stuff down here", you said, pointing at the suitcase in the corner.

They remained silent, only looking at you while blinking needlessly often, still in shock of your sudden outbreak.

A sudden wave of guilt swept over you, again. You sighed.

"Sorry guys for yelling like I some insane old woman", you muttered, lowering your head and bowing.

A full 90 degrees bow.

Then, you walked into the bathroom, avoiding their gazes which followed you until you closed the bathroom door completely.

You slided down the door until you reached the floor, your hands holding your head, your fingertips in your hair.

You let out a long sigh, mumbling: "I really am such a pathetic idiot. Sorry Yoongi, Sorry Jimin. I have no clue why you even want me here, but I feel like I'm being a burden to you. I can't cook or do anything useful. I'm just here and I'm going on your nerves. It's not like you could like me, I am not lovable, cute or anything else that makes me a good person."

You didn't notice another person leaning on the other side of the door, listening to your words.

You got up, it would be really stupid to stay here for such a long time.

They'd get the wrong ideas.

You took a deep breath, wanting to unlock the door when someone pushed the door open and went inside. You took a few steps back, startled.

You stopped because of Jimin's hand around your wrist.

"Let go of me, please", you mumbled, trying to free your hand from his grip.

"Do you really believe your words? That you are a burden and annoying? Not lovable?", he asked in a low tone, his fingers tightening the grip.

You didn't move, your eyes glued on the floor.

He put two fingers under your chin, making you look up and look into his orbs.

"Do you?"

You tried to tilt your head away but couldn't. He was still holding your chin.

"Would I say it if I didn't mean it?", you managed to say and tried to look at him with strong eyes. Well, that didn't work out like you wanted and your eyes looked hurt and were simply representing your mixed feelings.

Jimin still looked at you, his piercing gaze staring right into your soul.

Suddenly, he turned you around, your back met the hard wall.

Jimin's lower arm rested above your head on the wall, the other hand pushed flatly on the wall. He was taller than you, and looked down at you with half-closed eyelids. His orange hair fell into his forehead even though it was combed back.

Your eyes widened at what happened at the moment, you could merely whisper "J-Jimin".

His mouth opened slightly, his head tilted as he let his eyes wander around your face and figure, he eventually locked his orbs with yours.

You didn't move, you basically couldn't, captivated by his gaze. Your body stopped listening to what you wanted and your heartbeat accelerated. A part of you didn't even want to escape this situation.

"Don't ever think you are worthless", he whispered huskily, his voice low and rough.

You were blushing since he walked in and grabbed your wrist, but now the remaining blood found its way to your already burning cheeks.

You wanted to say something, but no single tone escaped your lips.

His hot breath hit your lips, making several chills run down your spine.

You were merely inches apart, a part of you screamed for his lips on yours and the other one just wanted to run out as fast as possible.

"W-what are you doing?", you mumbled, your voice shaking.

Jimin didn't answer.

He still looked at you, waiting for you to push him back and slap him.

But you didn't do that. To be exact, you didn't do anything at all, you just looked into his dark eyes. You didn't move one inch, just breathed in and out irregularly.

Jimin's lips turned upwards, a mischievous smirk lingering on his lips.

Then, you felt something warm brush against your lips, you saw that Jimin's eyes were closed.

Your brain stopped working and your body took over the control.

You kissed him back, carefully, and cupped his face with both your hands. His lips were soft, just like his skin and hair.

Jimin started to kiss you more roughly, tilting his head and smirking into the kiss.

The hand which was pressed against the wall was now resting on your waist.

He pulled away after some more time, looking at you and smirking deviously. You blushed madly, your hands letting go of his face and touching your lips.

"Do you still think you're worthless? Even after I kissed you?", he asked cockily. You were still in shock, you just managed to shake your head and lower it.

"Very good", he replied, smirking, pushing his hair back and freeing you.

Jimin walked out, leaving the door open, and you completely confused.

So Jungkook was right with one of them. But the other one will be more of a problem, after this incident.

You walked into the living room, sitting down and blankly looking at something on the floor.

"Are you okay?", you heard Jungkook asking and then someone sitting down next to you. You looked at the boy, not knowing what to say.

"I-I.. you.. you were right, Jungkook", you whispered, looking down again. He understood you immediately, nodding.

"And you are very confused right now, aren't you?", he asked with caring voice. You nodded without saying another word.

"(Y/n). I know you are overwhelmed, so I won't annoy you any longer. My room is the last one on the right side, if you want to talk with someone", he said, smiling at you. You smiled back, nodding.

Your brain was a total mess, you had just kissed Park Jimin.

BTS Jimin.

An Idol.