Finding Out The Heights Of Your Internet Friends Is Always The Weirdest Thing

finding out the heights of your internet friends is always the weirdest thing

Boyfriends: You Decide to Order Room Service

“Actually,” You smile shyly, leaning out of Jimin’s embrace, “I’m still kind of hungry. Can we go ahead and order room service?”

“Of course. Anything you want.” Jimin grins, pressing a kiss to the back of your hand before moving towards the phone on the table next to the bed. He picks up the receiver to call the front desk and places an order.

An hour later, you’re both sitting on the floor, resting your backs against the foot of the bed, a dozen empty plates and a mostly-empty bottle of champagne littering the carpet around you. You’re having a great time getting to know each other; you feel completely at ease with Jimin, and your cheeks are sore from smiling so much. He seemed so confident and sexy at the club, but the more time you spend with him, the more his shy, cute, playful side comes out.

“Truth.” Jimin says, his face adorably flush. You’re several rounds into a game of Truth or Dare, and it’s his turn.

“Okay, hmm...” You think, trying to come up with a good question, “So, are you like really famous or something?”

“Why would you think that?” Jimin’s pink cheeks turn red.

“Most dancers are starving artists and could never afford to stay in a place like this. Even if they are part-time models.” You explain. “And you were acting a little paranoid when we left the club.”

“You want the truth?” Jimin grimaces.

“That’s how this game works.” You remind him, and he takes a deep breath.

“Well, I guess I should start by telling you my family name - it’s Park. I’m Park Jimin.”

When you give him a confused look, Jimin pulls his phone from his pocket and types his name into an online search engine. He then shows you the screen and you quickly gather by skimming the top results that the Park family is one of the richest and most powerful families in all of South Korea - and Jimin is the oldest son and heir to a fortune.

“I’m sorry I didn’t say anything sooner,” Jimin apologizes, “But when I met you at the club I could tell you didn’t recognize me, and it was nice to be treated like a normal person. Can you forgive me? I really like you, and would love to see you again.”

You’re not sure what to say. You can’t blame Jimin for wanting to feel normal, and you can tell he feels guilty about not being more forthcoming. You like him and want to see him again too, but getting involved with someone who’s always in the public eye is not something you ever imagined.

You take a moment to consider your response, and while you’re thinking Jimin regards you with a puppy-dog expression that nearly melts your heart.

Do you forgive the famous heir?

or

Do you turn the famous heir down?

Start Over

Boyfriends: You Agree to a Drink

“I’d love to have a drink with you.” You tell Yoongi. “Just let me pay for my book and we can go.”

“Ah, don’t worry about that.” He rubs the back of his neck shyly. “I have extra copies of my book in my car. You can have one.”

You thank Yoongi and an adorable smile that shows his gums breaks across his face. The sight gives you butterflies, and something tells you that agreeing to go out with this cute author is the best decision you’ve made all day.

 A few hours later, Yoongi’s walking you to your door after an incredible date, your hand in his. All you did was talk over a couple of drinks, huddled together in a cozy bar, but it was the most enjoyable night out you’ve had in a long time. Yoongi has such a comfortable vibe and is so thoughtful and interesting. You could have chatted with him until the sun came up, but you were forced to return home when the bar closed.

“I had a really nice time tonight.” You say when you reach your apartment. “But I have to be honest, there’s something I should tell you... I’m not really dying.”

“That’s a relief.” Yoongi chuckles. “Because I hope to continue seeing you for a long time.”

You smile brightly, and Yoongi pulls you closer, licking his lips before pressing them to yours. Your heart swells as you kiss him back, enjoying the softness of his smooth, perfectly pouty mouth. 

“You know,” Yoongi muses between kisses, “I just had an idea for my next book.”

“Oh, yeah?” You ask.

“Yeah.” Yoongi replies. “What do you think about a love story? Maybe one about two strangers randomingly meeting in a bookstore one Friday night.”

His suggestion nearly makes your heart burst.

“I think it sounds like a bestseller.” You grin, cupping Yoongi’s round cheeks and pulling him in for another kiss.

The End

Go Back

or

Start Over

Boyfriends: You Forgive the Famous Heir

You can’t be mad at Jimin, especially not when he’s looking at you with such an adorable face, so you forgive him outright and tell him you’d love to see him again, too. Jimin is elated by your response, and immediately pulls you into the warmest, tightest hug before kissing you again.

Fast forward a few weeks, and you find yourself a reluctant celebrity who’s almost as famous as Jimin. You had agreed to continue seeing each other privately and you thought you were doing a pretty good job meeting up in secret, but it didn’t take long for photographs from the night you met to surface and ruin any chance of anonymity you had.

Turns out, Jimin had good reason to be cautious when you left the club with him. An extra sneaky paparazzi spotted him and got shots of you crossing the street and entering the hotel together, and they even managed to capture a blurry, zoomed-in photo of you and Jimin in his room through the open window (luckily, they only caught you talking and not doing anything else).

As soon as the pictures got out, your face was plastered across every tabloid magazine and gossip website from Seoul to Busan. All of Korea wanted to know about the mysterious person who appeared to be very close to the heir to the Park dynasty, and within hours, everyone knew exactly who you were and everything about you. Now you can’t go anywhere without being stared at, followed, mobbed, or photographed. 

But despite being thrust into the public eye and forfeiting much of your privacy, you don’t regret your decision to give Jimin another chance. He’s proven himself to be the kindest, sweetest, most thoughtful and loving person, and is always by your side, supporting you and protecting you. He even hired you a personal bodyguard to make sure you’re safe. It is a little different having a security detail for all of your dates and always sharing your personal life with the world, but having Jimin as your boyfriend makes it all worth it - so you wouldn’t change a thing.

The End

Go Back

or

Start Over

Boyfriends: You Keep Dancing

“Sorry,” You tell the man, “But I’m a little busy right now. Give the owner my apologies.” 

You and Hoseok resume your dance, but you notice that the man in the suit and dark glasses doesn’t stray very far - he’s always just a few feet away. His gaze follows you around the dance floor, and you can feel his eyes on you even when you have your back to him. You can’t help but be on-edge. 

“Just ignore him, angel.” Hoseok says, attempting to reclaim your attention. He pulls you closer by the waist until your body is pressed tightly against his.

“He keeps staring at me.” You frown, your arms around Hoseok’s neck. “What do you think he wants?” 

Hoseok sways sultrily, moving both your bodies, and a spark of desire ignites within you as his hips grind against yours. His lips brush your ear and a shiver runs through you when he exhales.

“Maybe we should get out of here. My apartment’s nearby.” 

You lean back just far enough to read Hoseok’s expression. There’s fire blazing in his dark eyes, and you realize that you’re being propositioned.

Your impulse is to enthusiastically accept Hoseok’s offer; if his moves on the dance floor are any indication, you can be assured he’s just as much fun between the sheets. But once again, you know nothing about this guy, and even though he’s handsome, friendly, sexy, and a blast to hang out with, you know it’s not a good idea to go home with a stranger.

Do you go home with your dance partner?

or

Do you turn your dance partner down?

Boyfriends: You Go to the Nightclub

You decide to try the nightclub, and after spending twenty minutes waiting in line, you learn from the door person that there’s a considerable cover charge to enter the club.

“But that includes free appetizers for our grand opening.” He says.

You pay the fee with a sigh and hurry inside, where hundreds of people are already dancing. You take a moment to marvel at the scene, feeling the bass of the pulsing music vibrating your bones.

The main dance floor is at the bottom of a huge atrium surrounded by several levels of balconies, all packed with sweaty, gyrating dancers. At the very top of the atrium, suspended from the ceiling, is a large glass orb - a model of a planet, you presume, as the rest of the decorations have a space theme.

When you finally arrive at the appetizer table, you’re disappointed to discover that all of the trays are empty, and a caterer is packing up.

“You should have come earlier!” She says, shouting to be heard over the music. “Free food never lasts long!”

Now what? You could try proceeding to bar, where you could buy yourself an over-priced plate of fried chicken. On the other hand, your favorite song has just started blasting through the club, and the pull towards the dance floor is strong. Maybe if you lost yourself dancing to the music you’d forget how hungry you are.

Do you go to the bar to eat?

or

Do you head straight to the dance floor?