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Jimin is waiting for me at the bus stop when I exit school on Monday. His hands are in the front pockets of his black sweater, and he's smiling brightly at me. When I approach him, he quickly pulls me into a hug, surprising me. "I missed you," he says.

Hugging him back, I respond, "I missed you too." Then pulling away, I hold his hand, intertwining our fingers. "How was dance practice?"

Jimin sways back and forth on his feet, pouting while he thinks. "I'm exhausted, but I had a lot of fun. My instructor thinks of making the solo part a bit longer for me."

I squeeze his hand. "I'm so proud of you, baby," I smile.

Jimin blushes, covering his smile with his other hand, looking embarrassed. "You make me happy when you call me that."

After our date Saturday, we ended up saying we'd be an official couple. I told him everything about how I always wanted to know him, how I found him, so eye capturing, that I just wanted to be his best friend but ended up liking him. Jimin was still so oblivious to it and told me he didn't even know, which I found cuter.

I take a look at Jimin who is fiddling with my fingers in his hand. He even told me that at first, he only thought of me as a kind stranger, but ended up liking me too. Even when he was with Jungkook, his feelings for me were tangled with his, so he didn't want to start anything. However, after the breakup, he wasn't sure on what he wanted anymore, but he liked having me around, so that meant something to him.

"Taehyung, can I ask you something?" Jimin asks, taking me out of my thoughts. I hum in response, gesturing for him to continue. "When do you get out of school?"

"I think in a month," I say, counting the dates in my head. "Why do you ask?"

"I guess I am worried," he says, quietly.

"Why are you worried?" I ask, looking straight at him in concern.

Jimin swings our hands back and forth gently. "You won't be coming to the bus stop as much anymore. I won't be seeing you as much."

I immediately shake my head. "That isn't true."

"How is it not? You wouldn't have a reason to come here anymore," he says, staring down at his feet.

I place two fingers on his chin, raising his head so he can look at me. "Now, you know well enough that I do have a reason to come here."

The corners of his mouth turn up slightly. "Would you really come here just to see me?"

"You shouldn't be questioning that because it will always be a yes. Plus, I'll be back in school for my third year, you goofball."

Jimin purses his lips, pouting as he hides a smile. I take my chance, leaning in, and kissing his lips softly. It's only for a second, but it's just enough for me to fall in love with his soft, plump lips. I was unable to kiss him on the day of our date because I didn't want to give him anymore surprises, but I dearly needed to do it now.

When I pull away, Jimin touches his lips, and he is smiling so brightly that makes my heart race. He looks at me straight in the eyes and leaving no time for hesitation he asks, "C-Can I have another?"

I laugh, squishing his cheeks in my hands. while saying, "You're just so cute! What am I going to do with you?"

Jimin is laughing when I kiss him again, and I can feel him smiling into the kiss. 

He pulls away, pressing his forehead against mine. "Listen, how would you like if I started going to school with you?"

My eyes widened, while I raise an eyebrow, staring in disbelief. "Are you serious right now?"

Jimin chuckles softly, staring off at my school in front of us. "Well, I want to talk to my parents about it.  I want to see you more often."

I nod, draping my arm around his shoulders.  "You know I would love to have you with me at school. Plus, you'll be able to go to a public school just like you want."

"Hopefully they say yes, but for now, we have the bus stop," he says smiling up at me.

"And we'll always have it," I say, kissing the top of his head as if to seal the bond we have created here together.

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I am sorry and sad to say it, but this is the last chapter of bus stop ):

But, I am thinking of making a sequel. I do not promise anything, though.

Thank you so much for all the love and support of this story. It really means a lot to me.