Promise · A BTS JiminXReader Texting AU (Well, kind of)

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Park fricking Jimin is kissing me.

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He pulls back once the footsteps pass us. I wipe my lips with the back of my hand, flustered, while Jimin smirks at me. Why the hell is he smirking? I glare at him and he stops, pulling down his mask, but not completely off. (Whoops, just saw this mistake. Pretend that his mask is already off guys.😌)

"Look I'm sorry, okay?" he scratches the back of his neck. "But, hey. They thought that we were a random couple having a make-out session," he says wiggling his eyebrows, as if its the most casual thing to say. I roll my eyes at him and start walking in the opposite direction, but he pulls me back. "Hold on," he whispers.

I shiver as his lips are so close to my ear. "They might still be out there." He takes his phone out from his pocket an starts scrolling, before putting it to his ear. "Hello? Hyung? We um-" He pauses, trying to find the right words. "Paparazzi," he finally says. Oh my god, he's so dumb.

I put a hand over my mouth to try muffle my laughter. Jimin glares at me as he's still talking on his phone. "...Yeah. Can you come pick us up?" He pauses before answering,"Thanks, hyung." He turns to me and gives one last glare before pulling his mask back up over his face. "They're coming, so be sure to cover your face as much as possible," he says without an explanation.

What?? Is he talking about the paparazzi? Wait, yes he is. I mentally facepalm myself for being so stupid. Turns out Jimin isn't the only dumb one.

A black car drives by and slows down in front of my apartment building, parking itself at the curb. "Let's go," he says, tugging on my hand. "Just be prepared."

He leads us towards the car and I'm suddenly blinded by flashing cameras. "THERE HE IS!" someone shouts. Oh god, my ears. Jimin pushes people out of the way while also trying to cover up my face.

"Yah! Who's that girl? Are you trying to steal my husband away from me?!" "Oh my god! he's with a girl?! Where?!"

The yelling and clicking are non-stop. Jimin this and Jimin that. This is so overwhelming. I squeeze my eyes shut and try to block out the comments, as I let Jimin lead me to the car.

After what seems like forever, Jimin lifts me up into the car and follows behind, slamming the door shut. "Are you okay?" Jimin asks, worry flooding his eyes. Huh, I never thought he would be that type of guy.

"Y-yeah. I'm okay," I say, rubbing my arms. I look around the car to see Jungkook drooling against the car window. Taehyung is sitting in the back row, playing rock-paper-scissors with another guy who somehow gives off positivity. And Jin is in the front riding shotgun, while a guy with a half-smile (and dimple) is driving.

Jin turns around, his eyes wide. "Y/n! Are you okay? Are you hurt anywhere?" Beside me, Jimin rolls his eyes,"No, hyung. She's fine." Jin rolls his eyes back at Jimin. "Well, I wasn't talking to you was I?" The elder one says, narrowing his eyes at Jimin.

The one driving cuts in before the two can say anything else. "Okayy. That's enough guys." He looks at me through the rear-view mirror. "Hi, I'm Kim Namjoon! Nice to finally meet you Y/n!" He smiles, showing his dimple.

"Oh um, you too Namjoon!" I say, forcing a smile. I never really liked to being social with other people besides my family and close friends.

Eveything that's happened in the past 24 hours has overwhelmed me. I lean my head back and close my eyes, listening to what Jimin is trying to say.
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Jimin's P.O.V.(When he brings her to the car)

I look behind me and see the familiar car pulling up. 'It's now or never.'

I grab Y/n's hand and pull her out of the alley with me. "THERE HE IS! PARK JIMIN!" The flashes leave me blind for a few seconds, and all the screaming is making me deaf.

"Yah! Who's that girl?! Are you trying to steal my husband away from me?!" "He's with a girl?!"

I push my way through the crowd using one hand, while using the other to try and cover Y/n's face as best as possible. I just hope that they won't spread any rumors about her.

We finally make it to the car, and since it's a lifted SUV, I lift Y/n into the car. I follow behind and slam the door shut, letting out a breath and pulling my mask off. I turn to her,"Y/n, are you okay?"

"Y-yeah. I'm fine," she says rubbing her arm.

"Y/n!" Jin turns around with wide eyes. "Are you okay? Are you hurt anywhere?" I roll my eyes at this. I literally just asked this. "No, hyung. She's fine." He narrows his eyes at me,"Well I wasn't talking to you, now was I?"

"Okayy," Namjoon cuts in before anything else escalates. "That's enough guys." He looks up and smiles at Y/n in the mirror. "Hi, I'm Kim Namjoon! Nice to finally meet you, Y/n!"

She looks up and it seems like she's forcing her smile. "Oh, um, you too, Namjoon!" She leans back and rests her head against the seat, closing her eyes. She must be stressed out about all of this.

"Rest," I whisper to her. "You need it." I gently lean her head against my shoulder so she won't be sore in the neck when she wakes up. Maybe I should- No goddamit! I just met her.

Screw it.

I lean in and kiss the top of her head, and rest my head on top of hers, closing my eyes and letting the sleep devour me.