Se connecterMeanwhile...Across town, Jimin was tiptoeing into BTS's dorm. He thought maybe he could slip into his room unnoticed. But the moment he opened the door"Park. Jimin."Yoongi's voice cut through the dark like a blade. All six members were gathered in the living room, staring at him.Jimin froze in the doorway, hoodie still half zipped, cap tilted low. "Uh..."Namjoon smirked knowingly. "Good morning, Romeo. How was your night?"Jimin's face flamed red. "Hyung!"Jungkook burst into laughter, falling onto the couch. "He looks guilty as hell! He definitely saw Felix!"Jimin groaned and covered his face with both hands. "Why are you all awake?!"Taehyung leaned forward with his boxy grin. "Because we know you. You've been acting like a lovesick fool for weeks. Of course we stayed up."Jin waved his hand dramatically. "Well? Spill it. Was it romantic? Did you cry?, by the way why are your neck so red, Did you guys......"Hyung!" Jimin cut him off, and throw him a pillow. "Stop embarrassing
Their kisses grew deeper, hungrier. Jimin pressed Felix against the wall, their bodies trembling as clothes started slipping away. Jackets, shirts each piece dropped to the floor as if they were peeling away the pain of weeks apart."Been a while Lixie, I thought I will never get to touch you again," Jimin whispered against Felix's skin, kissing down his neck."Yeah jiminie, I'm here now," Felix panted, his nails digging into Jimin's back. "Even if the whole world hates me, I'll always be yours."Jimin kissed him again, slow and possessive, his words muffled against Felix's lips. "Then stop running. Stop pretending like you don't want me."Felix groaned, his voice shaky but full of surrender. "Is true elder, I don't want to pretend anymore, Take me"The studio filled with their whispers, gasps, and soft laughter between kisses. They explored each other like they were rediscovering their souls. Every touch was desperate, every kiss deep, every breath filled with love and fire.Jimin ga
The concert was ending, the last groups were performing, but Jimin couldn't focus anymore. His chest was heavy, his phone buzzed in his pocket, and his eyes kept sneaking toward the side of the arena where Stray Kids were seated. Every time his gaze caught a glimpse of Felix, his heart jumped. But he knew he couldn't just walk over there. Not with the cameras, not with the staff, not with the managers watching every move. He needed help. So he turned to the one person who always carried authority but also understood his members' hearts, Namjoon. Slowly, he leaned closer to his leader, his eyes soft and pleading. "Hyung," he whispered, his voice almost breaking, "I... I need your help." Namjoon turned his head, raising an eyebrow. "What is it, mochi?" he asked gently. Jimin hesitated, biting his lower lip. His fingers fidgeted nervously in his lap. His heart was racing so fast, he thought Namjoon might hear it. Namjoon tilted his head, patient but firm. "Just say it, Jimin. Don't
(Welcome back loves💜How was the last parts?🥹)*Let gerrit*Weeks had passed since the heartbreaking press conference. The world had started to calm down a little, but for Jimin and Felix, the silence was louder than any scandal.Every night, Jimin lay on his bed staring at his phone. His screen lit up with endless notifications fans, work, schedules but the only one he wanted to see never came. No "Felix 💛," no missed calls, no late night texts. Just emptiness.He scrolled through Felix's Instagram in secret. Even though Felix had set his account to private, Jimin had his ways. He would stalk old photos, read comments, and whisper to himself, "You're eating well right?, You're resting? Please don't get sick."Felix wasn't much different. At the Stray Kids dorm, he often sat on the couch late at night, phone in hand, scrolling through Jimin's fancams, TikTok edits, and pictures fans posted. His heart ached every time he saw Jimin smile. He whispered quietly to himself, "Elder... do
The day came too fast.Neither Felix nor Jimin had slept the night before. Both lay in their separate dorms, staring at the ceiling, tears falling silently as the clock ticked closer to the inevitable.The conference had been announced to the media and fans. Reporters swarmed the venue hours before it began. Cameras were set, microphones lined the altar like stage. Millions of fans around the world were already watching the livestream. The world was waiting.When the black cars finally pulled up at the back entrance, the screams outside grew louder. Flashing lights blinded the night.Inside, Jimin adjusted his suit with shaking hands. His eyes were swollen, rimmed red. His members tried to comfort him, but no words could make the pain less. He sat in silence, clutching the written speech in his hand so tightly that it crumpled.Felix, in another room, sat surrounded by his members too. Chan had an arm around him, whispering encouragement, but Felix barely heard anything. He just kept
It had been three weeks since Felix ended things with Jimin, weeks of silence, distance, and pretending they had both moved on. But one night, Jimin sent a message with an unknown line to Felix, saying he had something serious to say, Felix wondered whose line was that but he knew it will be Jimin, he replied to the text immediately even though, His heart told him not to, even when his mind screamed the opposite. Felix replied to Jimin and he told him to meet him in his own apartment because he can't go out for now. When Jimin arrived at Felix's apartment, Felix stood behind the door for a moment before opening it, trying to steady his breath. The second the door opened, their eyes met. Jimin's gaze softened instantly, his voice shaking as he whispered, "So this is you...Long time no see" His eyes glimmered with tears that he quickly tried to hide. "Jimin Hyung," Felix said quietly, his voice cautious but gentle. "You said you wanted to see me' Please say what you came here for







