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"Why'd you cut your hair? I liked it when it was longer," you frowned as you ran your fingers through his hair.

"Does it hurt to say it looks nice?" Namjoon chuckled, removing your hand before taking it in his. "It does look nice. Even though it's short now, I love it. Especially the colour," you told him. "I like what all of you have done to your hair. This is the first time I've seen it styled and stuff."

"Don't worry, baby. Joon's hair will grow back soon," Jin chuckled, looking at you through the rearview mirror. "And... we're here, everyone."

You looked out the window with wide eyes. "Woah, this place looks amazing."

"The food here is better," Jimin winked.

"Oh, you guys have been here before?" You asked, and Hoseok hummed in response. "We've come here a couple of times," he told you.

"Actually, we come here every time we've found someone," Namjoon said.

"Yup. When he found me, he brought me here. And then, when we found Yoongi, we brought him here too. The same goes for the rest," Jin said, parking the car.

"This place has changed over the years," Jimin giggled. "How do you think the owner will react when he sees we've finally found our last soulmate?"

"I think he'll be thrilled. He's been routing for me ever since I came with Jin," Namjoon chuckled. "You know the owner?" You asked with wide eyes.

"Every regular at this place does. The owner is very nice, and he always checks in on the place on Fridays," Yoongi told you as he unbuckled his seatbelt. "So, we'll definitely see him tonight."

"Hi, Reservation for eight," Namjoon said at the counter.

The middle-aged man at the counter looked up with wide eyes. "Namjoon? And did you say eight?" He asked, causing your soulmate to smile. "Yes, sir. There's eight of us now."

The man smiled and excitedly clapped his hands. "Oh, finally! I should've guessed you were coming here for that reason when I saw your name on the list of reservations. I'm so happy for you!"

Namjoon smiled. "Just because we're complete doesn't mean we won't come anymore. We'll come whenever we feel like eating fancy."

"Anyway, where's the last one?" He asked, looking for you in between your soulmates.

"Here she is, uncle," Jungkook said, pulling you from behind Jin and to his side. "Oh! Wow... she looks so beautiful. Let me quickly go get your auntie. She's going to flip when she's this girl."

"Auntie?" You asked as you watched the man disappear behind a rather tall door.

"Yep. The owner of this lovely place is my uncle," Namjoon told you, and your mouth fell open. "Ah, and no need for formality with these two. Auntie and Uncle Kim will do."

"We were all shocked like you were. Joon didn't tell us in advance either," Jimin sighed. "I swear I almost fainted because, at the time, I was still anxious about being with them. I didn't expect to meet any of their family members so soon."

"Namjoon!" A pretty woman sang as soon as she walked out of the door. "Your uncle tells me you've found your soulmate! Where is she?"

"Over there," Uncle Kim said, nodding his head to you. "Oh! What a beautiful young lady," she gasped, causing you to blush.

"Told you looked really good," Jungkook whispered to you.

"I've been blessed, haven't I? All my soulmates are good looking," Namjoon chuckled. "Blessed in did, sweetie. Anyway, let us not hold you any longer. One of the waiters will take you to your table. Have a lovely night, guys."

"Did I surprise you too much? With my aunt and uncle?" Namjoon asked as you began to follow a waiter to your table. "A little. But it's fine," you smiled. "After Yoongi... I'd say your reaction was the calmest compared to the rest," he chuckled.

"Did the others freak out?" You giggled. "Not all of them but kind of, yeah."

"As I said, I felt like passing out due to shock," Jimin sighed behind you. "I still need to get you back for that, Joon."

"Get over it, Minnie," Hoseok said. "You weren't even there yet. Get over what?" Jimin huffed, causing you to laugh.

.

Dinner was full of laughter, with the boys telling you embarrassing stories of each, and you'd do the same with ones of yourself.

"No way. I wish I could've seen that" Jungkook laughed. "There's a high chance Haru might've taken a video of it. The dudes got tons of embarrassing shit on me," you whined.

"Remind me to ask Haru to send me stuff," Taehyung whispered to Namjoon, who gave him a thumbs up.

"I shouldn't have told you guys," you sighed, pinching the bridge of your nose. "Don't worry. We'll send you years' worth of embarrassing shit," Jin winked at you.

"Anyway, we actually brought you out to dinner for a reason, y/n, Yoongi said suddenly, causing the mood at the table to change.

"Really? What's the reason?" You asked, resting your chin in the palm of your hand in curiosity. "Is there something important you want to tell me?

"Ask is what we want to do. We want to ask you an important question?" Jin said, taking your free hand in his.

You suddenly felt nervous. What were these boys about to ask you? "Go... on," you said, and they sighed.

"What do you think of moving in with us?" Yoongi asked, and your eyes widened.

"You're almost always at our place, and we don't like it when you're away from us," Hoseok explained. "So, we figured why don't you just move in and stay with us?"

"You're with us so often that it feels weird when you're not spending the night," Jungkook muttered.

"You already know the code to our place, and a lot of your stuff is at our place. So why don't you just bring the rest of your stuff?" Jimin asked.

"Of course, I'd move in with you guys," you chuckled. "I wanted to talk to you guys about moving in with you, but I was scared," you admitted.

"Really? You want to move in with us?" Taehyung asked, and you nodded. "Why wouldn't I? You guys are my soulmates."

The boys smiled.

"I'm so happy! Today couldn't get any better," Jimin giggled before taking a sip of his drink.

.

"I just want to sleep," Jungkook groaned as he walked into the apartment. "Me too. I think the shopping earlier made me tired," Jin sighed.

"I'm not really tired, but I desperately want to get out of this," you huffed, removing your heels. "Jimin. I'm taking from your closet again."

Jimin just hummed in response as he watched you walk to his room.

"I can't believe we're finally going to bed and waking up under the same roof with y/n. And this is going to be permanent," Taehyung smiled.

"I know, right?" Namjoon said.

"I'd love to talk about how happy I am with y/n living with us, but I'm tired. I'll talk about that tomorrow," Yoongi muttered. "Goodnight, my loves."

"Night, Yoon. I think I'm going to bed as well," Jin muttered. "Me too. I think I'm going to join you," Hoseok said. "Goodnight, guys."

"I'm tired too, and I think y/n will be with me," Jimin shrugged. "Goodnight."

After saying their goodnights, each of the boys disappeared to their rooms.

"Ah, y/n's tights are here. She can sleep in these and probably this shirt tonight," Jimin muttered as he rummaged through his closet.

"Jimin... where can I put this dress?" You asked, closing the door behind you.

"Have you already changed into something?" He asked. "Yeah. I found a folded t-shirt by the sink and just put it on. I think it's Tae's? I don't know."

"Do you have any bottoms on? Do you want tights or something?" Jimin asked, finally turning around to look at you. "Ah, and you can just put the dress there."

"No. I'm okay like this unless you want me to put on pants," you chuckled. "You know that I'd prefer you without anything," Jimin joked. "Anyway, I'll join you now. I'm just going to wash my face and stuff, okay?"

You only hummed in response before getting into bed.

'He seems tired,' you frowned as Jimin walked out of the room. 'I don't think tonight will be suitable.'

You had already changed out of your dress, so him unzipping it as you make out is out of the picture.

And you also ditched your bra as soon as the dress came off, so Jimin using one hand to unhook it? Out of the picture too.

'What am I even thinking? Don't let Haru's silly fantasies become yours. What the fuck?' You scolded yourself.

'Jimin's tired, so forget sex and how hot he looked earlier. We can cuddle until we fall asleep. Yeah... let's do that.'

"What are you busy thinking about, baby?" Jimin asked, snapping you out of your thoughts. "Huh?"

"I asked about what you were busy thinking about. You seem deep in thought," your boyfriend said, getting into bed. "Are you alright?"

You immediately rolled closer to him and wrapped your arms around his waist.

"I'm alright," you told him before burying your head into the crook of his neck. "I'm so happy we're going to live together. All eight of us."

"Me too. We won't be asking you when are you coming over anymore. Instead, we'll now be asking when you are coming home," Jimin sighed as he played with your hair.

"Baby, what are you doing?" He asked when you began to place soft kisses on his neck.

"y/n... you're being like Tae was the other day. Stop- stop doing that," he laughed.

But you didn't. You slowly moved from Jimin's neck up to his jaw, 'unaware' of how much you were beginning to affect him.

"Minnie..." you whispered, eventually stopping just before his lips. "Hm?" He gulped.

"Do you remember the promise I made to you the first time we met?" You asked. "Do you?" You asked again, and he slowly nodded.

"I think I'm ready to fulfil that promise," you told him. "Do you want me to?"

Jimin's brows furrowed in confusion. "Wait, what?" He asked, slowly sitting up. "y/n are we talking about what you said the first time we met? about, you know... me being your first?"

You sat up and looked at him. "That's exactly what I'm talking about, Jimin."

"Are you sure?" Heat rose from your stomach as Jimin inched closer. "Say you want me, and I'm yours. Say it, baby," he whispered.

"I want you, Park Jimin," you said. "Fuck, you have no idea how much I want you," he said before placing his lips on yours.

You don't remember ever being kissed like this. Your whole body tingled as Jimin pulled you closer to him.

"One more time, baby," he breathed. "Are you sure? Sure you want this...?"

He was on the brink of losing it. Losing his self-control.

There were so many things Jimin wanted to do to you and things he wanted you to do with him, but he needed to confirm that you were okay with it.

He desperately wanted to take off the stupid shirt you were wearing.

That and your underwear were the only things keeping him from touching you.

"Minnie," you whined. "Would you just shut up and kiss me already?"

It didn't take long for Jimin to claim your mouth again. You knotted your fists into his shirt and pulled him harder against you.

Jimin couldn't help but smile, feeling how eager you were.

"Take it off," he whispered in your ear. "I want you take off everything for me, baby."

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a/n: lord take me now... what is this ๐Ÿคก

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