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The RFA always hosted an annual New Year’s Eve party, but each year was always the same. Because it was more of a friendly get together rather than a business occasion, there was no need for them to try changing things up. But unlike any other year, this year’s party was special. Part of it was because of how much closer the RFA members were becoming, but the main reason this party was finally different was because they had a new member who was slowly bringing everyone closer. That member was you.
After your fateful encounter with the members of the RFA, you knew from the start these were people you wanted to work with and even more so, get closer with. Although many of them were serious at times, nearly everyone had a friendly charisma that drew you into being a part of the organization.
Now, at their annual New Year’s Eve party, everyone invited were enjoying themselves, the RFA members more so than anyone else due to the ongoing excitement caused by their newest member. The members felt more open to joke around than usual with you there to laugh at even the worst of jokes. But for them, they were all just grateful that you made each one of them feel appreciated; even if a certain member refused to acknowledge it.
“Where’s Jumin?” you asked the present members that stood before you. 707 and Zen each took a sip of their champagne, something you and Yoosung stayed away from.
“I think him and Jaehee had to stay behind for a last minute meeting,” 707 replied. “He said they wouldn’t be too long so they should be arriving soon.”
“Why are you interested in someone as rude as him anyway, (Y/N)?” Zen asked, causing the other’s eyes to turn towards you.
“I was just curious,” you mumbled, hoping that someone would change the topic.
“Agh,” 707 grunted, clearly frustrated. “Nearly every girl who was invited to this party either have a date or are more than twice my age. How am I supposed to get my New Year’s kiss now?”
“New Year’s kiss?” you asked.
“It’s when a couple kiss right when the clock strikes 12 am so that person is your first kiss of the new year,” Yoosung elaborated. “But Seven, I don’t understand why you’d want your first kiss of the new year to be with someone you don’t know. I don’t think the girl would really appreciate that.”
“Ah, you see, my young and innocent friend,” 707 said with a smirk as he wrapped an arm around Yoosung’s shoulders. “Girls like being surprised. Find a girl you like, walk right up to her and kiss her. If you were good, she’ll fall for you right then and there. Go test that out with one of the girls here and you’ll see.”
“R-really?” he asked, eyes wide open in shock.
You couldn’t help but let out a small laugh. “Trust me, Yoosung, that’s really not how it works. I wouldn’t try doing that if I was you.”
“Thanks, (Y/N). I really have to stop believing everything Seven says to me….”
You shot 707 and Zen a dirty look when the two of them started laughing at how gullible Yoosung is. As much as everyone has been getting along better since you joined, convincing them to stop pulling pranks on Yoosung was something you haven’t been able to accomplish yet.
Just then, two more people entered the room; the man dressed as formally as ever. Jumin and Jaehee.
“I apologize for our late arrival,” Jumin said as he took off his coat and grabbed a glass of champagne from a nearby table. “We got stuck in a last minute meeting.”
“Oh, of course. We certainly know how busy Mr. Trust Fund is,” Zen mocked.
Ignoring Zen’s comment, Jumin made his way over to the empty couch and took a seat, taking a sip of his champagne.
“So, Jumin. Which girl, or guy, here are you going to choose for your New Year’s kiss?” 707 teased.
Jumin sighed, obviously aggravated by his comment. “The rest of you can take part in those childish activities, but leave me out of it.”
“Oh, so you wouldn’t mind if I made (Y/N) my New Year’s kiss?” Zen asked with a smirk. You glanced over at Zen, curious as to why he made it sound like Jumin would care about that. When you returned your gaze back onto Jumin, a look of anger was spread across his face along with a slight blush. But the blush had to be because of the champagne, right?
Before he could reply, he was interrupted by a furious Jaehee. “Absolutely not, Zen! You can’t be caught kissing a girl like (Y/N)! Just imagine what it could do to your career if it somehow got leaked that-”
“Relax, Jaehee, I’m not going to kiss (Y/N). But perhaps you could be my New Year’s kiss?”
Jaehee’s face turned bright red as she kept trying to fish for an answer, but the only thing leaving her mouth were incomprehensible stutters. Zen chuckled.
“No need to get so worked up, I’m only kidding. I know you wouldn’t want to kiss me.”
Jaehee’s blush faded away to reveal a crestfallen look. “Yes, right, of course,” she mumbled.
“You’re really starting to annoy me,” Jumin muttered, directing his comment towards Zen. “Elizabeth!” he called.
Out of nowhere, the beautiful, white cat strolled over to where Jumin sat and rubbed her head against his leg before jumping up onto the couch next to him. Zen immediately started sneezing uncontrollably.
“I can’t believe,” a sneeze, “that you brought that damn cat! I knew,” a sneeze, “that I sensed something awful in here.”
“Elly!” 707 exclaimed, trying to get closer to the beloved cat. Before he could get close enough to touch her, Jumin shielded his cat defensively, shooting a glare at the red-headed man.
“I swear, between you and Zen there are far too many people here who can’t properly appreciate cats.”
As Zen quickly fled to the opposite side of the room with Jaehee close behind, 707 and Yoosung stayed where you and Jumin were sitting, most likely for Seven to see the cat he loved so much.
“Oh, please can I just hold her one more time?” he begged, desperate to hold Elizabeth.
“Until you learn the proper way to hold a cat, no.”
The arguing didn’t last much longer before 707 and Yoosung went their own ways, leaving you and Jumin sitting on the couch with only each other’s company. You looked over at Jumin and saw how peaceful he looked as he patted his cat’s beautiful fur, making sure each strand was tidily kept.
“Can I pet her, please?” you asked cautiously, already expecting him to refuse like he did with everyone else. You truly loved cats though and you couldn’t resist petting or even holding one if the opportunity arose.
He hesitated for a moment before answering. “Well…. I suppose. Unlike the majority of our members, you don’t seem to be a cat abuser.”
“Thank you!” you exclaimed happily as you moved closer to Jumin and Elizabeth, holding your hand out for her to sniff you first. It didn’t take long for her start rubbing her head against your hand while she purred non-stop. After a few minutes, she even decided to sit on your lap instead of Jumin’s. You thought he might’ve been annoyed by that, but when you looked at him there was only shock written on his face before a small smile appeared.
“You seem to be rather good with cats, another good trait you have,” he commented, looking pleased with how well you treated Elizabeth.
“Well, I would hope I was good with cats. I really love all animals, to be honest.”
“I can’t say I love all animals, but I’m certainly glad that you like cats as much as I do.”
“Fifty-nine, fifty-eight,” the other guests chanted together.
“Oh…. I guess it’s almost midnight already,” you said, glancing around at the guests. Couples were standing and sitting close to each other, ready to kiss when the clock struck midnight. You glanced back at Jumin and noticed for the first time that you were sitting just as close to him as the couples were. A faint blush spread across your cheeks, but why? It’s not like you and Jumin were a couple.
Thirty
Twenty-nine
Twenty-eight
Jumin was staring into your (E/C) eyes, looking absorbed in them. You couldn’t help but stare back into his mystifying gray eyes.
Fifteen
Fourteen
Thirteen
At this point, the two of you found yourselves slowly inching closer and closer to each other until you each touched.
Eight
Seven
Six
Now, your face was only inches away from his, your lips almost touching each other. You slowly tangled your fingers within his dark hair while he did the same with your (H/C) hair.
Three
Two
One
Just as the clock struck midnight, your lips connected with his, absorbing the two of you into a passionate kiss. It was a hungry and longful kiss, one that showed the strong emotions that the two of your harbored for each other for such a long time now.
The two of you finally broke apart in need of air, each of you breathing heavily. Even when the kiss ended, neither of you moved away from each other. The both of you were completely shocked by what just happened, but even so, neither of you regretted it one bit.
He moved in for another kiss, something you weren’t against at all, but before your lips could touch his once again, one comment from both 707 and Zen interrupted the second kiss.
“So Jumin isn’t gay!”