Reader x BTS

An Unexpected Bind

"A-A date?," you quaver.

"I'll come by an pick you up tomorrow at seven," Seokjin informs. "Dress pretty."

The grip on your phone tightens as your heart threatens to beat out of your chest. "I...," you smile, "I'll be waiting."

Seokjin kisses you from the other end. "See you tomorrow!"

Your eyes close, satisfied. "Goodnight—"

"(Y/N) noona!"

"GOOD NIGHT!"

"Love you!"

Like before, the rest of BTS crowd the victim and explode the phone. You giggle and continue to listen to the chaos.

"YAAAAAAAAH (Y/N)!!!"

"I request that you dimwits move—"

"Have fun with hyung!"

"Sleep well."

The other end goes quiet. Confused, you call, "Hello?"

Some static, then Namjoon answers. "Hey, baby."

"Yah, Namjoon, chill with that," you laugh. "Where's Seokjin?"

"He went to kick some dongsaeng butt for disrupting your call," he chuckles.

"I understand.. Goodnight, Joonie."

More static sounds before you could end the call. "Jagi?"

"Jimin, you're not fooling anyone," you tease.

He nervously laughs before answering. "Sorry, just wanted to see what it felt like to say that." You can feel him pout over the phone. "I'm lonely, y'know."

"Aww, poor Chim Chim," you playfully weep.

"Yah, Jimin," someone yells from a distance.

"Crap," says Jimin, "Eomma's caught me calling late at night. See you soon, (Y/N)"

You shake your head. 'They never really change, do they,' you think to yourself, 'Children at heart.'

"(Y/N)-ah?"

Finally it's Seokjin. "Yeah?"

"I love you."

Your ears start to turn red. "Me too."

He ends the call and you drop your phone beside you.

It's almost midnight. You're off tomorrow, thank goodness for that. Finally after three years, you're alone with Seokjin. Since you nearly broke down, since his last visit with your mother, since yesterday. A wide grin forms on your face, pink splashing your cheeks. All of this is making you more giggly than ever. You're actually heading out into the public, having fun, away from the stress of finances, and be with your talented hamster..chipmunk..squirrel..whatever animal he resembles.

You turn off a night lamp on your bedside and slowly drift off into a dream.

~Time Skip~

You check the time on your watch, anxious. 7:20.

Your fingers wrap around the silver chain of your long-strapped black purse, a gift from (F/N). You're dressed in a full-sleeve, black dress, the collar, cream-colored, a black ribbon tied around the waist, and the lower half, covered in a grey, floral pattern. Underneath are regular black leggings with your feet covered in a pair of black, calf-high boots. You even curled your (H/C) hair.

'He's late.. He's never late,' you think worriedly by the wall of the apartment lobby.

As you waited patiently, you step out into the winter air and let it envelop you in an alarming manner.