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As I took my lunch break the morning of the Billboard Music Awards, I laughed at the text messages from my best friend. It was still Sunday evening by her and she had been texting me all morning, my phone blowing up with messages about the awards and performances, letting me know the guys had swept their categories, which was to be expected after the success of Dynamite. Her last message made me blush. Jimin and my relationship wasn't even close to becoming that yet, if it ever would. I tried to play off the blush in my cheeks when Min Aera, the woman in the classroom next to me, pointed out my red face.
"You okay?" Aera's voice was filled with amusement as she studied my face. "Something funny? Your cheeks are awfully pink."
I nodded my head, not wanting to reveal too much. "Just my best friend from back home being her normal crazy self."
Aera nodded. "Ahh... I have one of those too. Sends me such silly things, but I definitely enjoy them. Makes me laugh on days when I need it the most."
Giving Aera a smile, I returned to my meal. She was in her late thirties and married to a handsome man that she had shared photos of. I found out she was also ARMY and strongly Yoongi biased. I would have loved to see her reaction when she found out I met Yoongi, but I kept quiet, not wanting to bring out the news of me knowing the boys like that.
A short while later, we said our goodbyes and headed back to the classroom. I still had a few minutes before the students came in from their meal. I checked to make sure I had everything ready to go for the afternoon lessons then looked down at the text notification from my phone, the name making me smile.
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I smiled at the message, especially at his need for confirmation that he had done well. No matter how many times I reassured Jimin that he had done well, no matter how many times the others had said he had done well, he was always lacking in self-confidence, something I wish he would build up.
It constantly amazed me that the Park Jimin was my boyfriend. My boyfriend. There were times I didn't even understand how it happened. One day I was posting his photos and commenting on his posts like any other BTS fan, lost in the sea of other Instagrammers then it seemed like overnight, video calls and text messages had become a regular occurrence and Jimin was telling me he liked me. In what seemed to happen in an instant, I was on the flight to Korea and meeting Jimin at Jungsik, agreeing to be his girlfriend, making out with him in my flat.
