BTS realizing that they love you (Maknae Line)
Warnings: None
Jimin
Anyone who knows Jimin also knows that he pours love into others like he harvests it inside himself. He would pay extra attention to every tiny detail, every lift of lips, every gaze, every inaudible sigh; and make sure that he breaks apart another tiny piece of his soul and and give it away just to fix the other person.
You had been around him for a year now and you could not help but feel like the universe owed him for it, like the balance of the earth was tattered because Park Jimin gave way more than he was prepared to receive.
So, despite being difficult with touch, you would often initiate it with him. You would make sure he was looked after on days he wanted and had space when he would seek his own company. Your actions were often silent but Jimin noticed.
He noticed when after a night of relentless practice, he crashed on the couch; legs unable to carry him to the bedroom that had seemed too far away then- and heard you enter the house.
He noticed when your cold palm laid softly against his forehead, checking if he was alright; your scent enveloping him like a warm hug. And when you pulled back and suddenly he felt your hands move to his feet, taking off his shoes and socks. Then, how you traced the calluses on his feet, from all the dancing and how you hitched your breath noticing the fresh new blisters. He also felt when you left him there as you adjusted the temperature of the room and covered his body with a blanket and returned with your hands now oiling his feet- fingers running along each contour, putting pressure at all the right places, pausing on the fresh marks.
And maybe it was the tiredness of the day or the fact that this simple action was so intimate that he felt tears fall down his cheeks as he finally opened his eyes and looked at you still focused on massaging his feet and in that moment he just knew- all the love he had given had come back to him.
Taehyung
After a day of touring around the city of Stockholm, visiting all the museums, galleries and castles you and Taehyung had marked, you both were now drunk off the beauty you had witnessed. It was rare for the two of you to be able to do something like that in public- just be a couple.
If somebody asked him, Taehyung would stop time right then and there, knowing completely well that you both will be travelling back to Korea the next day and everything will once again fall into the routine of stealing glances and begging for more time. He liked this moment right now, he thought as he looked at you as you held onto his arm pointing to something in the distance.
Taehyung often wondered why you were putting up with his baggage. You were smart, beautiful, kind and successful- you could have a normal relationship with anyone you wanted, someone who would not be busy for 350 days out of 365, someone who could give you more of such days as that.
His thoughts were still all over the place when a camera flash broke them and he saw you lowering the polaroid, smiling fondly at the result, and he smiled. He would not let his mind ruin this for now. So he looped his hand into yours and dragged you towards a group of musicians playing on the streets.
You immediately recognized the song and your eyes locked with your boyfriend's and he knew what you were thinking. "Not here, Y/N", he said unconvincingly and it did not even reach you because you were already deep into the song.
"You're just too good to be true
Can't take my eyes off of you..."
You continued singing loudly alongside the musicians, your hands acting like a mic. The singer in the relationship was standing right there, showing off his beautiful boxy smile watching you.
As the song picked up its tempo, he joined you, pulling you close- you both over exaggerating every line, every move, every hand gesture as you sang
"I love you, baby
And if it's quite alright
I need you, baby..."
As the song finished, everyone around cheered loudly, making you blush. Taehyung noticed it and pulled you flush against his body, gesturing towards the audience with his hand as if saying thank you. Your gazes locked and he dipped down to your ears, whispering like a lover from the 80s, "I am in love with you, baby" and you swore to yourself that you could wait 364 days more just to hear him say those words again on the 365th.
Jungkook
For Jungkook, love was grand. Love was picking up your lover and kissing them in the rain, it was understanding each other without words, it was flowers, stars and red lipstick. It was moments that poets talked about for years, and what all love songs described it as.
The first time he met you, he didn't feel anything. You did not make his heart race or any gravity that pulled him towards you, neither did he hear any stupid bell. But after being engulfed by your presence for 7 months and finding you gone one day, he had an intense hunger for your eyes on him. He turned the world upside down to find you and had never let go since.
Like all his preconceptions about love, Jungkook had thought that the moment he realized that he was in love with you, it would be surreal and almost movie like. But there he was in the elevator, his hands scrolling through his conversation with you trying to find a specific song he remembered you had sent him. As he read through the messages, noticing the gentle and slow growth of the relationship you both now had, his mind played all the moments like a flashback of his life. How you would tiptoe in his room at night and spoon his big body with your smaller one, gently grazing his arms as if soothing a child. Or how you had travelled miles to hold his hand as he finally released his first mixtape. And when you had planned a birthday surprise for him but had fallen asleep waiting for his shoot to be over yet never complained or how you kissed his forehead telling him that everything will be okay.
And Jeon Jungkook knew, he loved you- he had loved you since the moment he could not even talk to you but had to ask you the name of your perfume because it felt like home to him.
As soon as the elevator doors opened, Jungkook ran through the parking, his large bag on his back. He looked at his driver waiting for him with Jimin already in the back of the car but he grabbed the keys for another car knowing well he had to look into your eyes and tell you what he had just realized.
"Where are you going, Jungkook-ah?", Jimin called out to him.
"Home".
