7. Secret night at Jimin’s house

Felix never thought love could feel like this

soft, warm, and gentle.

Not heavy chains, not fear. Just... comfort.

It was past midnight, the city outside glowing with quiet lights. Felix sat cross-legged on Jimin's couch, a blanket wrapped around his shoulders, and that was his first time at Jimin mansion, it a little bit far to town, Jimin sat across from him, holding two mugs of hot tea.

"You don't sleep enough," Jimin teased lightly, passing him a mug.

Felix laughed softly, his deep voice low and shy. "Neither do you, Park jimin"

Jimin smile and said "call me that again"

"Park jimin" Felix said with deep voice.

Jimin giggled and said "Good, now you are claiming me"

They sipped in silence for a moment, the air calm. No rushing, no hiding. Just them.

Felix broke the silence. "Do you ever wish we could just... tell the world?"

Jimin set his mug down, his smile fading into something softer. "Every day, But then I remember what the world is like, What fans can be like."

Felix's chest tightened. He knew exactly what Jimin meant. The fear of backlash, the endless hate, the risk of everything they'd worked for.

But still... Felix leaned closer, resting his head against Jimin's shoulder. "Even if the world never knows, I'm happy like this. Just being with you."

Jimin froze for a second, then slowly wrapped an arm around Felix, pulling him closer. His voice was quiet, almost trembling.

"You'll stay? Even if it gets harder?"

Felix lifted his head just enough to look at him, eyes clear and honest.

"I'm not going anywhere, hyung. Not now, not ever."

Jimin's throat tightened. For years, he'd carried the fear of being loved for his fame, his image, his music. But here right here with Felix it felt real.

He pressed a kiss against Felix's hair, whispering like a promise:

"You're the only one I love this way."

The city outside was asleep, but inside Jimin's apartment, the world was alive.

Alive with whispers. With touches. With the sound of two hearts beating too fast.

Felix lay on the couch, Jimin hovering above him, their faces only inches apart. The blanket they'd shared had slipped to the floor, forgotten.

"I don't want to lose you," Jimin breathed, his eyes shining with fear. "Every time I see hate online, I wonder if you'll wake up one day and decide I'm not worth it."

Felix cupped Jimin's face with trembling hands, his thumbs brushing against his cheeks. "Hyung, don't say that. If the whole world turns against us, I'll still choose you."

Jimin's lips pressed against his, soft at first, then desperate, as if trying to pour all his fear and love into one kiss. Felix kissed him back, his body arching up into the warmth, the weight, the need.

Their hands moved restlessly, clutching at fabric, at skin, pulling each other closer and closer until there was no space left between them. Every kiss deepened, every touch burned hotter, carrying both comfort and longing.

When they finally broke apart, both gasping for air, Jimin's forehead rested against Felix's. And he said with a cracked voice.

"I'm going to learn more about boyslove and I'm going to give you the world"

Felix's eyes were sparkling, his voice rough with emotion.

"It feels more real even though we both don't know how to have sex with guy yet, but any day it finally happens, I hope we don't regret it."  Felix said.

Jimin kissed him and brought out his phone for them to watch paygorn together and learn new things.

Felix got shy and said "Jimin what are you doing"

Jimin smiled and said "what does it looks like?, let explore together"

Then they watched till both of them fell asleep on each other's arms.

The world outside believed they were strangers.

Two idols who lived separate lives.

But behind closed doors, they burned for each other.

After a while Jimin woke up and took Felix to his bedroom to have a proper sleep, Felix woke up immediately they reached the bedroom and Jimin asked him if he would like to shower and Felix nodded cutely.

Felix sat on the edge of the bed, his hair damp from the shower, strands clinging to his forehead. Jimin stood before him, silent, his eyes burning with something dangerous and tender at once.

That night, Felix lay in Jimin's bed for the first time. The sheets smelled faintly of lavender and something warmer Jimin himself.

Felix's heart pounded as Jimin leaned over him, brushing hair gently from his eyes. The touch was soft, but the way Jimin's fingers lingered made Felix shiver.

"You're so beautiful," Jimin whispered, almost in awe. "Do you even know what you did to me?"

Felix swallowed hard, his deep voice trembling. "I feel the same... whenever you look at me, mochi,"

Jimin kissed him slow, lingering, like every second mattered. Felix clutched at his shirt, pulling him closer, not wanting space between them. Their mouths moved desperately, tasting, needing, holding.

Hands roamed hesitant at first, then bolder. Jimin's lips trailed down Felix's neck, leaving marks only they would see. Felix gasped, his chest heaving, his body arching toward the warmth, and gradually moving his hand down to Jimin's trousers, Jimin shocked and smile "hey chicken 🐥, what are you doing?, is that what you just learned?" Jimin asked

Felix laughed and said "you asked me to watched and if ended up not learning anything, won't you call me dumb ass?"

Jimin smiles hard and start moaning gently.

Every kiss, every touch carried more than desire it carried fear. Fear of losing this, fear of tomorrow, fear of the world outside their door.

Felix's eyes glistened as he whispered against Jimin's lips:

"Wanna be yours Park jimin."

Jimin kissed him harder, his own voice breaking.

"It's not a dream, You're mine Lixie And you're going nowhere."

They held each other through the night, tangled in sheets, tangled in love,

their bodies whispering what their hearts already knew:

they couldn't stop, no matter the cost.

The night stretched endlessly, as if time itself wanted to give them more.

Outside, the city slept, unaware of the storm of love and fear burning inside Jimin's apartment.

Felix lay on his back staring up at jimin on him.

Finally, Jimin whispered, "Do you know how many nights I wished for this?"

Felix turned his head, meeting Jimin's eyes in the dim light. "Me too... I used to tell myself it was impossible. That someone like you could never..." His voice cracked, and he stopped.

Jimin's hand moved, cupping Felix's cheek gently. "Don't ever say that. From the moment I saw you, I knew something was wrong, You made my heart... ache in ways I couldn't explain."

Felix's hands gripped Jimin's shirt as if afraid he might disappear.

Their bodies shifted closer, the heat between them impossible to ignore. Jimin kissed him harder, trailing down his jaw, his neck, his collarbone, kiss him down to his belly, Felix gasped, his deep voice breaking into soft whimpers, his fingers tangling in Jimin's hair.

"Hyung..." Felix breathed, trembling beneath every touch. "Why does it hurt so good?"

Jimin's lips brushed against his skin, his voice low and shaky. "Because it's real, Because I don't want you to stop thinking about me from this moment"

They tangled together in the sheets, every kiss, every touch burning with passion. It wasn't just lust, it was desperation. A need to hold each other so tightly the world couldn't tear them apart.

The rain fell outside, tapping against the glass like a secret melody.

Inside Jimin's apartment, the world was hushed only their heavy breathing filled the space.

"You drive me crazy, Lixie," Jimin whispered, his voice dark, low, almost like a warning. "I don't know if I want to protect you... or destroy everything just to keep you."

Felix's heart pounded, heat rushing to his cheeks. He looked up, his deep voice trembling. "Then do both. Protect me, destroy me just don't leave me."

That broke Jimin's restraint. He leaned down, capturing Felix's mouth in a bruising kiss. It was hungry, desperate, claiming. Felix gasped into it, clutching at Jimin's waist, pulling him closer until there was no space left between them.

The kiss deepened, their tongues tangling, their breaths hot and uneven. Jimin pushed Felix back onto the sheets, climbing over him, caging him in. His lips trailed down Felix's throat, biting, sucking, leaving marks that made Felix shiver, and put his hand down to Felix's dick, stroking him gently like he was claiming what's belongs to him.

"Mine," Jimin said and growled against his skin. "Every part of you belongs to me."

Felix arched beneath him, his breath breaking into helpless sounds, His hands gripped the sheets tightly, his body trembling under the weight of Jimin's touch.

Jimin's lips returned to his ear, whispering like a command. "You want my name?."

Felix's lips parted, his voice low and shaky. "Yes Mr. Park" Felix said

"How much?," Jimin demanded, his tone sharp but laced with longing. His eyes glistened as if this was more than passion  it was proof

Felix said while breathing so fast, his voice raw. "So much"

The sound broke something in the air. Jimin kissed him again, deeper, rougher, yet filled with devotion. Their bodies moved together, jimin's hand went down to Felix's trousers again and he kept claiming what's his, till Felix starts begging

Felix clung to him, whispering in the heat of it all, "Jimin, why does this feels so good?, I couldn't even let myself stop you even though it feels strange"

Jimin pressed his forehead against Felix's, his breath ragged, his voice hoarse with need.

"Lixie should I stop it?" he said with soft and caring voice

"No hyung, it feels so good" Felix replied.

"then allow me to let you pull out all your stress here before you go back back" jimin said.

He did that till Felix cummed on his hand and both of them breathed endlessly.

The night consumed them,

It wasn't just love; it was obsession, devotion, desperation. And when exhaustion finally took them, they lay together in silence claimed, branded, bound by something far deeper than the world could ever understand.

At one point, Felix pulled back, tears shining in his eyes. "What if this doesn't last? What if the fans find out? What if they make you hate me?"

Jimin's hands framed his face firmly. "Listen to me. I could never hate you. Not in this lifetime, not in any lifetime. I'm yours Felix. Even if the world screams at us I'll scream louder."

Felix let out a shaky smile, his tears spilling freely now. He kissed Jimin again, tasting both salt and sweetness. "Then I'll scream with you."

The rest of the night belonged only to them.

Their whispers, their laughter, their sighs woven together in the dark.

Bodies pressed close, hearts racing in sync, lips meeting again and again until exhaustion finally pulled them under.

And as Felix drifted into sleep in Jimin's arms, one final thought clung to him:

If this is love, I'll risk everything for it.