#i really like this image of haze shes so teeny tiny

[burstfoot]

casts my sinister magics on your dashboard

[goldenkookietae]

Pebbles and Paper balls

BTS one shot

Pairing: Boyfriend!Jimin x reader

Word count: 1,662 words

Warnings: Fluff, cute

Summary:  You’re the head of your college’s editing club and the magazine that is to go out takes up all of your time, including that you spend with your boyfriend, Jimin. To your surprise, he visits you in the night saying he has missed you.

Disclaimer: This story is an AU fanfiction that I have created using the names of the members of BTS. I do not claim any ownership over the members of BTS. The plot and the personalities of the characters are entirely my own.

Do not plagiarize my work and do not repost.

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*I do not claim ownership over any of the pictures. They are credited to their original owners.

In the eerie silence of a cold winter night, Y/N was snuggled up in her favourite yellow blanket, which hid her Kookie onesie underneath. Her iPod fell onto the carpet right next to her bed, having   slipped from her grasp as she dozed off. The music still playing in her earphones never woke her, instead it lulled her into a deeper slumber.

This wasn’t the first time she had fallen asleep to his voice. And that was enough of a reason for her to have a playlist on her phone, which had just his voice, whether it be his songs, his sweet laughter or secretly recorded calls. It was a blessing for a very light sleeper.

Her dreams were all peaceful this night, no characters, no stories, no memories, but just colours. A hue of light pastel colours that made her calm even in her sleep. Her lips stretched into a teeny tiny smile, as she puffed out a relaxed breath.

In that moment, her brows furrowed at the light tapping noise that came every few seconds. For someone who had an obsession with organising stuff, it wasn’t a surprise to see that the irregularity in the taps was what bothered her the most. As she slipped out of the sleepy haze, the taps got louder, which were followed by slightly smaller taps.

After a few attempts to ignore the noise, a sharp sting on her arm jolted her out of her sleep.

“Oww!” Y/N muttered to herself as she rubbed her arm. Her eyes wandered to the clock set on her bedside table, the neon letters of which glowed with a bright 2:00 AM. As she still held her arm, she looked around as to what could’ve woken her up from such a relaxing nap, her eyes scrunched at all the crumpled pieces of paper lying on the floor and her books strewn across her bed.

She sighed, slightly disappointed at herself for falling asleep in the middle of studying when she had set up a schedule to finish for the day. She had been up late nights for quite a few weeks, what with the deadline for the magazine getting closer every second. And after that, the comfort that his voice offered, it was inevitable.

It had been so long since she had seen him. His very thought brought a million images of happiness to her mind and quite a few funny ones too.

“OWW! What is that?!” Y/N groaned, much more aware of her surroundings as she rubbed the small bump that was starting to form on her forehead. It didn’t take her long to find the small pebble lying next to her hand, and she was pretty sure this was exactly what hit her.

She scrutinised the pebble in her hand for a second, as though expecting an apology from it before she huffed­­. Pebbles never come flying in through an open window on the second floor to hit someone on the head. Not on their own, at least.

“Who the hell?” she growled, jumping off of her bed and making her way to the open window, brushing aside the mess on the floor. Just as she was about to place her hands on sill, another pebble, a bigger one this time, came soaring at her, which she dodged just in time.

“HEY!” she yelled, as she looked out the window, curses at the tip of her tongue, ready to fire away at just about anybody. Instead, her eyes met his. Crescents because of the wide smile on his lips, her favourite pair. And just like that, her anger was all forgotten.

Not even a minute had passed, and she was already at the door, fumbling with lock in excitement. As soon as she got it open, he was there, waiting, and she jumped.

“Jimin!”

He giggled as they both landed on the soft grass of the freshly mowed yard, his arms wrapping around her frame.

“You’re kinda heavy ya know?” He chuckled patting her thigh as Y/N rolled her eyes, landing a light punch on his chest. They laid there for a few minutes before they got up dusting themselves and looking at each other.

“That was dramatic.” Y/N chuckled as she slipped her hand into his, pulling him closer.

“Yes, it was. You must’ve really missed me. I have. I hardly see you these days.” Jimin pouted, squeezing her hand.

“Yeah sorry about that, I’ve so busy with-”

“The magazine.” Jimin finished, while Y/N chewed on her lip, suddenly feeling guilty about not giving Jimin the attention he deserved. Sure, she thought about him all day, spoke of him to everyone she met, practically fell asleep listening to his voice every night, and yet, she had not made an effort to call him up. And he was here, at two in the night, because he missed her.

“You’re thinking too much again. Stop thinking.” She blinked when Jimin tapped her forehead twice, and tried to smooth out her furrowed brows.

 Even before she could reply to that, he pulled her hand, dragging her outside the fence and onto the road.

“Jimin! What?! It’s almost two, where are you taking me?” Y/N whispered, her words coming out louder in the silence of the night, but she got no response, the only change was her being dragged a faster pace.

The convenience store was just a minutes’ walk away from her house, she knew that, but she saw no reason for them to be there so late in the night. Through the aisles and shelves they went, until Jimin found what he had been looking for.

“Ice cream.” They both said in unison, looking at each other after and giggling. It was their favourite thing to do after a long day at school, no matter the season, no matter the time. It was a race from there, as to who would pick the only cup of cookie dough ice cream. It wasn’t about the flavour, it was about who would claim the last standing cup of any flavour.

They settled down on a wooden bench outside, sharing flavours and not focusing on much more till they threw the cups in the bin.

“Also, babe, you know you could’ve just called me right? You didn’t have to throw pebbles through the window!” Y/N shook her head, turning to face Jimin.

“Okay look, my original plan wasn’t to throw pebbles okay? I had planned it all to be romantic but your sleepy ass had to ruin it.”

“Don’t blame me mister. What is so romantic about getting hit by pebbles seriously.”

“Will you shut up? In case you had not noticed, I threw paper balls first. And you were supposed to wake up, but you didn’t and I ran out of paper, so then I thought the pebbles would work.” Jimin shrugged.

“But you didn’t have to hit my arm ya know?” Y/N looked at him accusingly, holding out her arm for him to see.

“Shit, it hit your arm? I’m sorry, I was actually aiming for your head though.” Jimin replied very casually.

“You hit my head too.” Y/N grit her teeth.

“Ah! Bulls eye!” Jimin clapped his hands together, before getting smacked on the shoulder.

Jimin was very quick with his actions as he pulled her onto his lap and wound his arms around her bringing her closer.

“I’m sorry babe,” his mellow voice whispered, his lips at her ear, “Let me kiss it to make it all better, hm?” Jimin peppered her face with kisses, every so often coming back to the bump on her forehead, and a lingering kiss onto her lips. Y/N enjoyed the warmth, her mind getting fuzzy as his touch began to lull her into sleep. She snuggled into the crook of his neck and breathed in his scent letting herself draw comfort from him.

It was only the next morning that Y/N woke up with a satisfied hum, a pink paper ball clutched tight in her hands. Her eyes shifted to the floor, and indeed, paper balls littered the floor, the variety in the colours making the mess look chaotically pretty. She broke out into a huge smile as the fuzzy memory of a Jimin’s voice came back to her mind. He sang her to sleep. That she was sure of. She smoothed out the paper ball in her hand, laying it out on her bed carefully.

‘Good morning angel, did you sleep well? Of course you did. You fell asleep on me outside the store and drooled all over my shirt during the piggy back ride home. Sleepyhead! But that tells me how little of sleep you’ve been getting baby, please don’t stress yourself out like this. Make sure to eat a lot and sleep a lot okay? Don’t worry about the magazine, I know it will be perfecto. I’m cheering for you! Do call me, I miss you a lot. Even more now when all I keep seeing, is your bunny tail wiggling in that cute onesie. I love you so much cutie.

-Love, the most romantic boyfriend ever, Chim

P.S. I’ve written something in all the other paper balls too. I hope you’ll like them.

P.P.S. I have pictures of you drooling. And it’s my wallpaper now.’

Y/N squealed, holding the paper close to her chest, her cheeks dusting a bright red as everything struck her at once. The fact that she had drooled over him which he claimed to have pictures of, the fact that she went around the city in her bunny onesie, the ‘I love you’.

She reached for her phone and quickly dialed his number, a contented sigh escaping her lips as his sleepy morning voice spoke on the other side. It took him a few seconds before he was wide awake, his tone concerned as to why she had called him this early in the morning. She cut him off.

“I love you, Jimin.”

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