I Imagine Jimin Is The Kind Of Boyfriend Who Takes The Opportunity To Hold Your Hand As You Cross The

I imagine Jimin is the kind of boyfriend who takes the opportunity to hold your hand as you cross the street and then doesn’t let go because “we’ll be crossing more streets”

I imagine Seokjin is the kind of boyfriend who holds you back from getting up if he’s not ready to let you go…he’s never letting you get up

I imagine Jimin as the type of boyfriend to pretend to be asleep so that he can cuddle with you for longer

I imagine Jimin is the kind of boyfriend who purposely moves your sleepy head onto his shoulder

i imagine jin giving you an army bomb key chain so that you could have light in your life while he's away (may or may not have gotten this idea from a variety show 😂

I'm not quite sure who in Bangtan would be this type of boyfriend... but I imagine ____ to hide your shirts just so that you can borrow his clothes because he likes how you look in his clothes, it's also a huge plus that your scent would rub off on his clothes

“Jimin!” You shout as you rummage through your clothes you have stashed at Jimin’s place.

“Yeah?” Jimin walks into his room to see you pressed against his drawer, flinging out your clothes left and right. Some land on the floor, some on his bed, some are hanging by a thread on the corner of the drawer.

“As much as I love seeing your clothes strewn all over my room, like I really do, but can you please put them back when you’re done? I’m not cleaning this up.” He laughs and walks closer to you to pick up one of your clothes in his way. He hangs it on your head and then wraps his arms around your waist from behind you.

“Yeah, I’m planning to do that. But I’m trying to find my shirt. You know, the one with the lace roses? Have you seen it? It’s not at home.” You say, your unwanted leggings still on top of your head.

“What’s wrong with what you have on now?” He smirks and looks down to see you only in your bra. You click your tongue and smack his hands away from your waist, but he only laughs.

“I’m going out, you buffoon. You don’t really want me to go out like this do you?”

“No, I don’t. Is it in the laundry?” He takes a step back and sits on the bad, watching you slump your shoulders as a sign you’ve given up, now that your drawer is empty, “I haven’t worn it in a long time, it wouldn’t be there.” You remove the leggings from your head and sit next to him on the bed, looking around the room to see if any of the clothes you threw is the one you’re looking for.

“Here.” He gets up and throws his shirt at you, “Just wear this.”

“I really need to bring more clothes over here. I seem to always forget shirts.” You sigh as you put on his shirt.

Please don’t bring any more shirts, Jimin thinks as he smiles at the pretty sight, I’m having a hard time to hide them enough as it is.