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A couple of hours later, you and Jimin were in your apartment, packing your things for your stay at his dorm. Jimin was packing your clothes while you were gathering your bathroom necessities.

"Y/N!" Jimin calls. "Are you ready? I've finished all of your packing." He trots over to your bathroom and pokes his head into the doorway. "Yes. Let's go!" You grab Jimin's hand and bound straight to the front door. You suddenly stop and turn around to face your boyfriend.

"Want to run?" You wiggle your eyebrows.

"Huh? What do you mean?" he asks with confusion written all over his face.

"Come with me," you smirk. Jimin raises an eyebrow but follows you anyway after hiding his ears and tail, holding your suitcase.

"Give me the suitcase," you tell Jimin once you're both outside.

"What? Why?" You roll your eyes and take the suitcase out of Jimin's hand.

"Hop on my back."

"Why?" Jimin asks again.

"Jimin!"

"Okay! Okay, gosh." You turn around and crouch down. Jimin reluctantly climbs onto your back and wraps his arms around your neck and his legs around your waist. You stan up and turn your head, placing a quick peck on Jimin's cheekbone.

"Hold on tight!" you yell excitedly.

"Huh? What are you-- WHOA!" You take off running at a high velocity, still holding on tightly to your suitcase. You were a blur; anyone you passed only felt a gust of wind. Cars were snails; they didn't prepare to your speed.

"WOOOHOOOO!" Jimin screams into the the sky from your back. You smile happily and pick up your speed.

"Jimin! Where's your dorm?" you call after some time of running. "Keep going straight, then take five lefts!" Jimin yells. You follow his directions until you're right outside of the dorm building. You had ran straight through security; they hadn't even seen you.

"We're here!" you say in a singsong voice. Jimin hops off of your back and stumbles in front of you. His eyes were darting everywhere like they do in those cartoons when they're dizzy.

"That was so awesome, Y/N!" Jimin exclaims. You smile and grab his hand with your free one, pulling him inside.

"Is that your form of transportation? I've noticed that you don't have a car," Jimin says.

"Yeah," you reply, "I just run everywhere. I call an Uber if the place I'm going is far." Jimin nods and drags you up the stairs to his room. He had lucked out; he was the only member that didn't have to share.

Once Jimin closes the door, you toss your suitcase to the side and flop onto Jimin's bed, releasing your ears and tail.

"I'm tired. Today was hectic," you mumble into his pillow.

"Same." Jimin climbs onto the bed and wraps his arms around your waist, pulling you closer so that he was spooning you. You purr in contentment and turn around, snuggling more into his chest. Jimin begins scratching behind your ears, causing you to purr even louder and your tail to thump wildly. Your soulmate laughs quietly and stops scratching your ears, causing you to whine at the loss of contact.

"I love you," Jimin whispers. You freeze. Your tail stops thumping and you pull back to look Jimin in his eyes. Jimin bites his lower lip and avoids your gaze, worry written clear on his face. Tears well up in your eyes.

"O-Oh. Y-You're crying? I-I'm so--"

"I love you too!" you sob. Tears pool in Jimin's eyes. "R-Really?" he cries. You nod your head. Tears escape both of your eyes as Jimin pulls you into a passionate kiss. Your tears mix together and become one as you both pour your entire souls into each other. Jimin's tail wraps around your waist and yours around his, pulling the both of you impossibly close to one another, leaving no room for air.

Jimin finally pulls away and rests his forehead on yours. You sit in a comfortable silence for some time, just enjoying one another's presence.

"Y'know, my room is soundproof," Jimin breaks the silence and smirks. His tongue runs along his bottom lip.

"Oh really?" you prop your head up with your arm.

"Mhm." You both lay there in silence for a few moments.

"Wanna go play Mario Kart 8 in the living room?" you suddenly ask.

"Hell yeah! Let's go!" Jimin exclaims. You both scramble off of the bed and quickly hide your ears before running out of the room with your Switch in tow.

Namjoon, Seokjin, Yoongi, Hoseok, and Taehyung were all in their management's van heading home. They were all completely exhausted and just wanted to sleep. Jin was too lazy to cook, so they planned on forcing those already home to do it.

At last, they finally arrived at their dorm. They stumbled out of the van and trudged to the door. Jin pulled out his keys and--

"A-Ah. . . Go faster!"

"What the hell?!" Namjoon whisper-shouts.

"Go faster!"

"What the fuck is going on in there?!" Hoseok exclaims.

"Harder!"

"WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON IN MY LIVING ROOM?!" Seokjin shrieks.

"Ooh, he snapped!" Taehyung giggles.

"It sounds like they're having sex," Yoongi snickers.

Seokjin lets out a shrill battle cry before slamming the front door open and stomping inside.

"JIMIN! Y/N! HOW DARE YOU TWO HAVE SEX IN MY LIVING ROOM--!"

Jin pauses.

You and Jimin look up.

"Hyung? What are you talking about?" Jimin asks. You both set down your joycons.

"Y-You. . . You weren't--"

"We're playing Mario Kart, wanna join?" you question. The accuser's jaws drop. They were only playing video games?

"No we don't want to play video games!" Hoseok squeaks. "You two almost gave us a heart attack!"

"What do you mean--"

"It sounded like you two were doing the dirty," Yoongi laughs.

You and Jimin freeze.

"What the hell, hyungs?!"

"Dude, what the fuck?!"

Yoongi laughs maniacally as both you and Jimin hide your red faces in embarrassment.

"We're not ready for that yet," you groan.

"'Yet'?" Taehyung smirks.

"Go to hell!" Jimin screams. Taehyung laughs in response.

Seokjin suddenly stumbles forward in a daze. "I need to sit down. I've had my fair share of excitement and heartache for today. Joon!" Namjoon's head snaps over to his hyung.

"Yes?"

"Help me walk to the couch."

"But hyung, the couch is literally five steps away--"

"I sAiD hElP mE!"

"OKAY! Gosh."

While Namjoon struggled to drag Jin over to the other side of the couch, Taehyung skipped over to you and Jimin and plopped himself down right in between the two of you.

"I want to play Mario Kart!" he says happily. You give him a fake smile and Jimin glares at him while you retreat back into Jimin's room to grab a pro controller.

"Yah! I want to play, too!" Seokjin calls once you're already halfway down the stairs. You silently curse the older man as you turn around and use your cheetah speed to retrieve another controller. "Already got it," you reply.

Soon enough, all of the boys minus Yoongi and Jungkook were playing video games with you. They had completely forgotten about their exhaustion and were ready to play all night long. The other two boys claimed to be too tired to join the festivities.

You all play for about two and a half more hours before you all decide to call it a night and head to bed. You, too lazy to use your legs, guilt-trip Jimin into carrying you all the way to his bedroom, where you both cuddled until you went to sleep.

Namjoon's POV

"Hyung. . . Please walk the extra two feet to get to the couch."

"No! Can't you see that I'm feeling feint?!" Jin demanded.

"They weren't actually doing anything! Everything we heard was all a coincidence!" Namjoon said exasperatedly.

"They could've stopped when they heard us!"

Namjoon facepalms himself and sighs heavily before eventually giving up and dragging Seokjin the rest of the way.

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