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His Tour Guide

Jimin has come to the UK to record some solo stuff whilst the group are having a break. He wants a change in scenery and thinks he can fly under the radar in London without his other members tagging along. It is set now 2021 (minus the pandemic) and not completely accurate to his life at the moment and not all places are real. He meets Aimee at the recording studio and wants someone to show him London and sets his sights on her. They explore London together and both get more out of it than they were expecting. Later in the story 2 more BTS members arrive (Yoongi and Namjoon) and more dramatic things happen. Enjoy!

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Chapter 17

I huff at his timing, and shoot up from my seat unsteady on my legs, and press the release button for the door. The flat is on the ground floor so he doesn't have to lug suitcases up any stairs thankfully. Ji-Ho is with him loaded with bags, I step back holding the door open and watch as 2 suitcases and 3 large bags are brought in. I don't have that much stuff in my whole flat I think to myself.

I point to the room that will be his and his items are placed in there. Ji-Ho swiftly returns back to the door and for the first time ever speaks to me. "We are at the hotel if you need anything. Please call anytime" he gives me a card with his mobile number on it and then bows and leaves. I close the door behind him pop the card on the dresser in the hall and bounce down to his room.

He looks at my pyjamas and softly says "kitties" before throwing himself on the bed. He gestures for me to come to him and I oblige. I place my head on his shoulder getting my body in close to his flank hand on his tummy and he puts a protective hand on my upper arm. "What a day" he says, letting out a huff before continuing with "thank you for making it special gwihan".

We are alone now so I ask what that word means and he tells me it translates to precious in a very sleepy voice. I swoon. I lift my head and move up onto my elbow so I am closer to his face. I gently touch around his eyes, stroke his cheeks and boop his nose but then lean in to kiss him.

I know we have only known each other for less than 48 hours but I think you know when you know. I've never had a connection with anyone this strongly or this quickly before and of course i'm scared but it's time to jump in head first. My heart can't be hurt more than it already has in my past surely. I should seize the day as it were.

We kiss softly and our bodies begin to intertwine, my leg over his, his arm draped over my waist. My body quickly gets back to where it was before the intercom rang, i'm desperate for more with him. He moves his kisses from my mouth to my neck, then my shoulder and licks a trail down my upper arm to my elbow. Feathery kisses then come from my elbow to my wrist and he slowly puts my finger in his mouth and sucks.

I quiver, i've never had anyone suck my finger before. It feels nice. He releases it and I trace his lips with my fingernail. His eyes look heavy and as much as my body wants to carry on I suggest we sleep. It's now after 1am.

He pulls off his hoodie leaving him in a t-shirt and pulls off his tracksuit bottoms so his bottom half is only covered by a pair of Calvin Klein boxers. I go to get up and go in the other room but he asks me to stay. I pull the duvet down and we both climb in. He becomes the big spoon I have always needed in my life.