A/N: Happy Valentine's Day, or if you're like me, happy Singles Awareness Day!

I made another special chapter since I felt like it. Again, it's not apart of the regular storyline but I hope you enjoy it 0〜0

"You look depressing."

You turn around to see Soomi leaning against the doorway, smiling at you with her arms crossed over her chest.

"I'm just thinking," you murmured and turned back to look out the window you were sitting in front of.

You heard Soomi's footsteps as she approached you and felt the dip in the couch as she sat next to you. You continued staring out the window until Soomi began shifting around and making noises.

"What are you thinking about now?" she asked. You stared at her for a few moments before deciding you could tell her about what was going through your head. After all, she didn't have feelings for Jimin the way you did.

"I...want to give Jimin something," you revealed. Soomi's eyes widened slightly, but not like she was surprised by your answer. If anything she seemed surprised that you actually admitted this to her.

"Okay...umm, what do you want to get him?" she asked a little awkwardly.

"Well it's Valentine's Day right? So probably something sweet, but I don't know how to get it for him. I could ask Clarisse to buy some chocolate but then I feel like it's a last-minute gift, or, like, I didn't put any effort into it. But if I try to make something myself then I'll probably make something that's inedible, and that would be worse than store-bought stuff," you explained. Soomi blinked a few times before standing up.

"I'll be back with Miori," she said before leaving the room. It was probably a good idea, she was better with this kind of stuff.

Soomi returned not long after with Miori at her side. She smiled at you and came over to sit next to you while Soomi stood behind the couch, leaning over you guys.

"So you need help right?" Miori started. "I personally have never really gone too far out for anyone on Valentine's Day, but I know what most people do. You make a good point about the store-bought stuff, or why you don't want to make something homemade, in case that doesn't work out. If you really want to make something for him, I'd be willing to help out. Or we could find other ways you could express your love to him."

You quirked a brow, "Like what?"

Soomi grew a mischievous look and Miori looked slightly worried about what she might say.

"Oh you know, it could involve you and Park Jimin going out to spend some time together. Out...alone...in a hotel room...in the same bed," she said while wiggling her eyebrows suggestively. Miori smacked her in the chest while you snorted and covered your burning face.

"(Y/n) wouldn't do that, and we don't even know if Park Jimin would like it either. So get any of those dirty thoughts out of your head," Miori chided. Soomi looked disappointed and stuck out her bottom lip, pouting.

"You guys are no fun, where's all the action and energy?" she complained. Miori rolled her eyes before turning her attention back to you.

"Don't take this the wrong way, but Soomi's idea could be an option. Not the whole going to a hotel and crap, but maybe just spending time together rather than having to worry about getting a gift. You could go out and do something fun, or maybe you could just stay in the mansion and do stuff here," Miori said.

"Yeah, something "fun"," Soomi said with a smirk.

"Do you want to die?" Miori asked while cracking her knuckles. Soomi yelped and backed away from the couch.

"That might be easier," you mumbled to yourself, thinking about Miori's suggestion of spending time together.

"Of course, it has to agree with his schedule though, right? If he's got work you should probably just stick to a gift," Miori reasoned.

"So if he is free, what should we do?" you asked. Miori shrugged her shoulders.

"I don't know what he's into, you'll have to find out," she replied.

"He's probably into going to hotels and—," Soomi started, but once Miori stood from the couch with a threatening glare Soomi shut up and galloped to the doorway.

"Good luck (Y/n)!" Soomi called as she ran out of the room. Miori huffed out while shaking her head.

"Honestly, she needs to get her mind out of the gutters," she sighed.

"Thanks for helping me Miori," you said with a smile.

"It's what friends are for, yeah? No need to thank me," she replied.

You stood from the couch and followed Miori out of the living room, making your way up the stairs before turning down the east hallway while Miori turned down the west.

"Good luck, and be careful. If anyone sees you you're dead," she warned. You nodded before quickly making your way down the hallway.

As you were approaching Jimin's office you ended up running into him just as he was coming out of the room, a tired expression on his face.

"Hi Jimin," you greeted. He tried to give you a smile but you could see that he was exhausted and had forced it out for you.

"Hey (Y/n), what's up?" he asked.

"I was actually looking for you to talk about something," you replied. "Where are you going?"

"Just to my room, want to come with me and talk there?" he offered. You nodded and followed him down the hall towards his room.

"So I was originally going to ask if you were busy and would mind doing something with me," you began as you entered Jinin's room. "But I can tell that you're pretty tired and probably wouldn't want to do that."

"No it's okay, what did you want to do?" he replied with furrowed brows. You shook your head and pushed him down so that he would sit on the edge of his bed.

"I'm not going to make you go out while looking like you're dead, it wasn't important anyways so don't worry about it," you told him. He opened his mouth to argue but you placed a finger to his lips to shush him.

"It's not like I needed you to do something in particular with me anyways, I actually just wanted to spend time with you. And we can just as easily do that here at the mansion," you said while running a hand through Jimin's hair, scratching at his scalp.

Jimin nodded slowly, a dazed look on his face, as his eyes began fluttering. He reminded you of a puppy, as he leaned into your touch, and you couldn't help but smile down at the man as you continued scratching him. His head began lolling to the side and you had to suppress a giggle at his cute he was.

"Maybe you should lay down for a bit," you whispered to him as you moved your hand down to cup his cheek. He stared up at you with tired eyes and shook his head slightly. You pursed your lips as you tried to think of a way to get him to rest when an idea struck you.

"Would you do it if I promised to stay here?" you asked. Jimin's face brightened—by the tiniest bit—and he nodded.

Personally, you found this idea to work out in many ways. First, you'll get to spend time with Jimin, which is why you came to him in the first place. Second, Jimin gets some much needed rest and maybe you'll get to have some too, which you could never complain about. And lastly, you get to be with a sleepy Jimin, who you find to be absolutely adorable. In the end, it works out for the both of you.

"Let's get into the bed then," you told him as you pulled him by the arm gently, tugging him up to the head of the bed. You got him under the covers and climbed in afterwards, laying down and facing him on your side as you reached a hand up to run through his hair again.

"This is good?" you question. Jimin hummed in response and snuggled closer to you, hugging you close to him with his head tucked under your chin. You felt his warm steady breaths against your chest and you knew your face was probably a little flushed. After all, you had never been in this kind of situation with Jimin before, but you certainly weren't complaining.

You continued massaging his scalp, hoping he would relax and fall asleep. Eventually you could feel Jimin's lips part and your chest grew moist where his hot breath was hitting your skin. His breaths were steady, signaling he had fallen asleep, and so you pulled your hand from his head and just hugged him close to you.

Apparently he wasn't fully asleep yet, however, and once you stopped your previous actions he groaned and squeezed you tightly. You let out an airy laugh and patted his head softly.

"You're like a child," you murmured, almost to yourself.

"It feels nice," he mumbled into your chest. You hummed and moved your hand to the back of his neck, scratching softly. And apparently he liked that too, because immediately when you did that you felt him shudder and he let out a soft sigh.

"You...you said you wanted to spend time together, is there...a particular reason?" he asked in a slow, muffled voice.

"Ah, well, it's Valentine's Day. I just really wanted to...be with you," you replied shyly. "Is that weird?"

Jimin shook his head slightly and said, "I want to spend the day with you too."

"To be honest I never thought spending Valentine's Day like this would be too romantic or memorable," you said with a smile. "But I think I can be convinced otherwise."

"Mmm, you should sleep," Jimin said.

"Are you trying to say that I talk too much?" you teased. Jimin pulled away slightly and looked up at you with half-lidded eyes.

"No, I could easily fall asleep to the sound of your voice. But if you don't sleep then it'll be boring for you, so you mind as well join me," he replied in a sleepy voice.

You smiled warmly and just wanted to pinch his adorable little cheeks, but that probably wouldn't feel too nice for him, especially when he was this tired. So you pulled his head back into your chest and hugged him closer to you.

"I'll try then," you told him. "Oh, and happy Valentine's Day."

"Happy Valentine's Day," Jimin said.

After laying in the bed for a good ten minutes, you felt the sleep getting to you. Jimin was already passed out next to you, and you somehow gathered the courage to lean down to his ear and whisper the words you were dying to say to him. You pulled your head back up and got comfortable, letting sleep take over you. But just as you were drifting off you heard Jimin's voice whisper back.

"I love you too."