Confessing to you when he is drunk - Jimin
It was late at night and you were currently heading to your friends apartment in the city.  Since your friend lived so far away from your apartment, you decided to pack an overnight bag.  You had just parked your car in your friend’s parking garage when you got an incoming call from Jimin. Â
You had been friends with Jimin and the other guys of BTS for a couple of months now.  You had met at a house party through mutual friends and immediately hit it off, especially with Jimin.  You pushed the green call button on your dash, “Hello?”
“Y/N!”  Jimin yelled your name so loud you had to turn the volume in your car down.  “I need you to come home!”
“What?”  His words sound slurred and you couldn’t really understand what he was saying.
“I need you to come to my home!  I’m scared!”  His voice genuinely sounds frightened but he also sounds very drunk.
“Jimin, are you okay?”
“I want you to come to my home.  I need you.”  This time you could understand him a little better.
A little shocked by his words, specifically him saying that he needs you, you lamely stutter out a reply.  “Jimin I... I... I... don’t even know where you live.”
“I will text it to you.  Please come I need you!”  And then he hung up.  Literally two seconds later you got about three different texts, all gibberish but you were able to decode an address.  You quickly called your friend and explained the situation, letting them know that you would be back as soon as possible, but you wanted to make sure Jimin was okay.  (And also you couldn't pass on seeing were he lives).
It’s a good thing you had a GPS, because Jimin’s home was very hard to find.  The rich and famous must to live in places that are hard to find.  You had to go through a couple of security checks and had to call back Jimin for conformation that you were actually his friend just to get into the community.  Finally you had pulled up to his building.  To say it was huge would be an understatement.  You grabbed your bag, walked in and found the apartment number Jimin gave you.  Knocking on the door, you hesitantly called out to Jimin.  Behind the door you heard some stumbling and then the door swung open.
“Y/N!”  Jimin yells and dramatically throws himself on you.  You two fall to the ground but you somehow managed to land sitting, with Jimin hugging your waist and his head pressed against your chest.  “You came!  Now I am safe!”
The position you two were in was a little awkward, but Jimin seemed extremely happy. Â He had a huge smile on his face and his eyes were closed. Â He was also slightly humming to himself and rocking you back and forth. Â For some reason his welcome reminded you of those videos about dogs being reunited with the military owners.Â
“Come on Jimin, lets go inside.”  You pat his head and laugh.  You try to stand up, but that seems to only make the position you two were in worse.  This time you slip while trying to get up and since Jimin is still tightly holding on to your waist, he falls on top of you.  His face is really close to yours and you feel your heart beating a little faster.  That is until you smell a strong scent of alcohol coming from is breathe.
“Oh my God how much did you drink?”  You asked Jimin and lightly push him off you.  He rolls off of you and pouts.  You take the time to realize that Jimin is wearing the cutest pajamas.  You smile and can’t help but laugh at yourself.  This guy is honestly one of the nicest and happiest person you have ever met.  So much so that you even think his pjs look cute.
“Nobody is home and I drank too much.  I was lonely and scared.  The house is scary at night.”  His words snap you out of your train of thought and you stand up to offer your hand to him.
“Let’s go inside and talk Jiminie.”  He takes your hand and intertwines his fingers with yours.  As you walk inside you survey his new apartment.  It’s huge and very luxurious.  You two don’t make it very far before you start to feel Jimin becoming heavier and heavier.  “I can’t hold you for forever!  Where do you want to go?”  He doesn’t respond but guides you to what appears to be his bedroom and falls down on the bed.
“Y/N... Join me, I’m cold.” He curls up under the sheets and pats the spot next to him.
“I though you were scared?”  You laugh and sit on the side of the bed.
“I’m not scared because now you are here!”  He gives you a bright smile and stretches his arms out wide, no doubt wanting for you to hug him.
“Why is nobody here?”  He pouts again and drops his arms dramatically.
“They all went on different trips but I wasn’t feeling well so I didn’t go.  I really love you Y/N.  But then I felt better so I had some alcohol but I also took medicine so I think it made me drunk faster.”
“Wait, what did you say?”
“I said they all went on different...”
“No no, what did you say about love?”
“Oh, I love you Y/N!  That’s why I wanted you and only you to come and help me.  Only you can make me feel happy!  Also I wanted you to sleep over.  I’m cold without you.”  You were kind of frozen in place, not really knowing what to say.  He was acting like a cute child, but you couldn’t tell if he was being serious or not.  Although, you can’t help but stupidly smile and look away.
“Jimin, you are really drunk, let’s talk about this when you are not really drunk.”  He smiles and grabs your hand.  He unexpectedly pulls you down on the bed with him, pulls the covers over the both of you, and envelops you in a hug.  Both his arms are wrapped tightly around your waist and his head is nuzzled in your neck. Â
“Okay.”  He says, his breathe tickling your neck and sending shivers down your spine.  “We can talk in the morning when I’m sober.”  He lightly kisses your cheek, “Good night beautiful.”  You stay like that for a couple of minutes, completely shocked by the situation.  (And you also kind of liked it because you were stupidly smiling to yourself the whole time.)  Then you remembered that you told your friend that you would still be coming over. Â
You checked to see if Jimin was still awake, which he was not. Â The poor guy probably passed out two seconds after you two stopped talking. Â You then quietly removed his hands from your waist and sneaked out of the room.
You called your friend and explained the situation, saying that you think because Jimin is sick that you should stay and help him.  Okay, so you lied a little bit, but you would be lying to your self if you said you didn’t want to stay.  Thankfully your friend understood. Â
You went back to Jimin’s room and found a blanket.  You thought it would be a little too embarrassing for the both of you if you woke up in each other arms.  You know, just in case Jimin didn’t remember what he said or he didn't mean it, that situation would be super awkward.  You went to the living room and decided to curled up on the couch and drifted off to sleep, looking forward to tomorrow morning. Â










