Tuesday
After waking up, thoughts of the night before floated around in my head. The park, Jimin's words etched in my mind. I decided to go for a run, hoping that the fresh air might be easing and provide clarity.
When I got back I noticed there was an envelope on the table, it appeared to be quite thick. Before I could take a look my message tone sounded, it was from Joon.
NJ: Just dropped past but you weren't home, Reira asked me to pass over your payslip so I left it on the table
Jia: I just got back from a run, thanks Joon 💛
NJ: No problem 😉
I unfolded the envelope and peeked inside feeling a bit apprehensive at the thickness. This can't be right, right? I flicked through the bills, there was 15,000 dollars in there. Holy shit. I've only done one shift… I thought it would be a lot, maybe 4-8 thousand tops but… It started to sink in, relief replacing my surprise.
This kind of money meant I wouldn't have to worry about paying for school. And, it was just in time.. I stashed the money away in my room before going for a shower and getting ready for my last class of the semester. Maybe fate had finally decided to be a bit kinder to me.
I wore a light, straight baby-pink skirt and a white long-sleeve knit blouse and pinned my hair back with a cute pink bow clip. It matched the weather outside today perfectly. The campus seemed quieter than usual, probably due to exams beginning this week. I'd been looking down at my phone, walking through the corridor when I felt a hard bump to my shoulder.
"Oh sorry" I looked up, apologising out of reflex, thinking it had been because I wasn't paying attention to where I was walking but, I soon realised that wasn't the case.
"Watch where you're going." One of the two girls, who both looked like they were a bit rough around the edges was sassing me hard right now.
"Huh? What's your problem?" I snapped back, confused at this unprovoked confrontation. Like, why was she trying to fight me right now?
"Problem?" She snorted. Her friend was eying me like I'd just come out of a dumpster or something. "Only problem around here are those looser sellout idols you always hang out with." She gave a short laugh before she and her friend moved on.
I was speechless. Who in their right mind has the audacity to go up to a stranger and talk so much shit. The encounter had left a bitter aftertaste as I sat through class. The more I thought about it the angrier I got. Kicking myself that I didn't fire back something at her but, in hindsight, at the time I was too shocked.
Lunch came around so I had a sandwich before going to the studio to discuss lyrics with Yoongi. I knock a few times on the door before I hear his voice call for me to come in. As I do, the mood around him felt off. His hair is askew, he's slumped back in his chair at the production desk glancing coldly at me.
"So, what are these lyrics you wanna show me?" He cuts straight to the point. I decided to tread lightly, taking a seat beside him and quietly pulling out the sheets of paper from my bag. He takes them from me and starts flipping through them.
My gaze wanders over the table, a bottle of Soju catches my eye. Beside it are two white pills still in their package, I felt my insides churning.
"Is your shoulder still hurting?" My question sits in the air for a moment, Yoongi's delayed response making me feel even more unsettled.
"You're here to give me lyrics, not a lecture." He shot back, it was glacial.
"What's going on with you?" I pressed, it was turning out to be one thing after another today. It was frustrating, I couldn't read his mind, on the contrary, I'd thought he was doing alright. The heavy look he'd been giving me cracked, he broke into twisted laughter. It was unnerving. Had he lost his mind?
"You really think I give a fuck what you think?" He shook his head, still chuckling to himself bemusedly. His words left me beyond speechless.
"Fuck, you're annoying. If you're not going to mind your own business then get out." His demeanour turned back cold instantly. My heart is sinking, plummeting, fast. I feel nauseous.
"I know you don't mean that." I struggle to spit out my words.
"You don't KNOW shit about me, Jia. How COULD you?! I don't EVEN fucking know myself." He snapped, eyes wild, the anger behind his words as he yells are like knives stabbing into me. I'd never seen him this savage. This angry. I can't move.
He reached for the bottle on the table and carelessly pours it back. I didn't know if I wanted to slap him or cry. Or both.
"Yoongi, please, you gotta stop being so self-destructive" Voice shaking, I reach out to take the bottle from him but he wouldn't let go. How can I get through to him? A dangerous calm came over him, he ran his hands through my hair and firmly took a handful before yanking me back by it.
"Ahhh." I gasped, he wasn't rough enough for it to hurt but, I could see the threatening look in his eyes, he was at a tipping point.
Jia, I'm serious. Get out."
His grip on m hair loosened. My knees tremble, I felt sick to my stomach. I grabbed my bag and walked right out the door.
It wasn't until I stepped out of the building and around the corner that I stopped and leaned against the wall. My body felt weak, I surrendered and slid down the wall. Mind going so fast that I couldn't catch one thought.
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Time passed, I couldn't tell how long but enough of it that I'd calmed down. Part of it felt unreal, like I'd imagined the entire thing. I called Hobi and told him Yoongi had lost it and to go and see him. I was worried about him and even though he'd told me to leave him alone, I couldn't. Maybe Hoseok would have more luck. I don't know but either way, right now there isn't anything else I can do. Not when he's like that. It scared me.
I slowly got up and found a picnic bench on campus to sit at, the concrete on my butt was hurting from sitting there so long. I laid my head down on the table, old habits die hard. I forced everything that happened to the deep depths of the back of my mind. It was just too much to deal with right now. If I let it, it'll consume me.
There's nothing you can do. Let it go.
A small ding from my phone catches my attention, it was Jimin. That's right, I'd told him to message me.
Jimin: Hey~
Are you busy tonight?
I was hoping we could spend the night in and have dinner together?
I took a deep breath and ran my fingers through my hair, pushing it out of my face. Keep going.
Jia: Sure, that sounds nice 😊
I'll be home in 30 mins ~
Jimin: Okay, I'll stop and get some Kimchi Jjigae on the way 😊 See you soon~
Jia: 😋
I clicked my phone shut, grabbed my bag and headed home.
When I got back I put my things away and fixed myself up in the mirror, making sure to not leave any hints that fight. Just as I'd clipped my bow back in my hair I heard Jimin call my name from the lounge room.
"Jia, are you home?" The sweetness in his voice as he said my name tingled. I rushed out to see him smiling lightly, a small bunch of pink flowers in his hand.
"Hey Jimin, I'm here" I smile back. The warmth he emitted melted away at the chills that lingered.
"That's a cute skirt," he commented before holding out the flowers to me, "Here, they were selling flowers out the front of the restaurant I picked up dinner from." They smelt light and sweet and were the prettiest of pinks.
"They're lovely, Thank you…" I carefully took them from him and admired the softness of the petals. They were pretty beyond belief.
"I thought you'd like them," Jimin gave a small chuckle before setting down the food on the table.
"I do, but I feel bad, I didn't get you anything" I gave an awkward laugh, grabbing a couple of bowls and joining him as I sat in the seat across from him.
"It's okay, your company is enough," He laughed lightly. Jimin was like a breath of fresh air, wrapping warmly around me. We started to unpack the containers, taking care seeing as the food was still hot. The smell perked my senses, making me excited to eat.
We tuck into our meal over some light chatter, the mood between us warm. As I stole glances at the soft way he smiled at me and snuggled into the feeling of his subtle flirting and kindness I realised just how much I'd missed him. Everything about Jimin was mesmerising, it always has been.
I felt a weight lifting off my heart as the night went on, after we finished eating Jimin said there was something he wanted to show me. I tried to ask what it was but he just said it was a surprise and led me into one of the empty rooms beside my bedroom.
"Here, we're going out this window." I stood in the empty room as he slid the window open and looked back at me with a cheeky smile. Was he serious?
"Wait, are you sure? Won't we fall?" I was confused, but, Jiminie just gently grabbed my wrist and pulled me over.
"This window leads out to the roof, you won't fall." Before I can protest he ducks his head down and slips out the window.
"Wait! Don't leave without me," I scramble to try and follow him but as I try and climb through, the skirt I'm wearing makes it hard.
With a cheeky smile, Jimin reaches out his hand, giggling at seeing me struggle whilst trying not to flash him my panties. I take it, carefully ducking through the window. A light breeze passes as we find ourselves standing on a rooftop.
"What do you think? Pretty cool, huh?" He looks around before settling his gaze on me.
"I had no idea we could get to the roof…" I mumble, so taken by the view. With a gentle tug, he leads me closer towards the railing. The vast dark midnight ocean above was littered with bright stars, buildings scattered across the landscape. The noise of the city bellow almost drowned out as we stood there, just Jimin and I. I felt his arms drape over my chest, encasing me from behind. His body pressed firmly against me, holding me in place.
"The starts are seriously pretty" His chin rests on my shoulder and a small breath tickles my ear. I hum a small yes. The view is absolutely captivating.
"But," He went on, "They aren't quite as pretty as you." I felt his grip around me tighten, a soft kiss snuggled into my hair. Warm waves wash over, I want to shrink away at his sweetness.
"As if…" I giggle, "The way they sparkle, light up the night sky, there's no way I can compete with that."
Jimin tucks a loose piece of hair behind my ear and kissed my cheek gently, his soft voice filling me with tingles. "Then why can't I stop looking at you instead of the sky?"
I slowly turned around to face him, tenderness in his loving brown eyes. He closes in, lips soft as they touch mine. Jimin takes control, running his hand through my hair to push it back. A euphoric rush washes over me, our breaths becoming more erratic as we lose ourselves in the moment. Small moans escaping us, I relinquish myself to him completely.
As he pulled away a brazen smile resides. It makes me feel so timid. "Wha? Why are you looking at me like that?" I buried my face into his chest to hide.
"Hmm? It's nothing~" His teasing was my kryptonite. He held me, softly playing with my hair for a moment. The light vanilla scent of his jumper, the firmness of his chest through the fabric. It was picking me apart, I was falling deeper and deeper into his allure.
Jimin starts humming a light melody, the sweet tune fills the air. I quietly listen, floating away.
Oh, oh, oh, oh~
I want to be your light, baby
Be your light~
Ohh, oh
So promise me
Ohh, oh, oh, oh~
Hold on here cross our pinkies
And promise me now, oh, oh, oh, oh~
He brushes his fingers through my hair as he sings.
"It's so sweet, the melody," I peer up at him.
"It just came to me…" he says softly, slowly tilting my chin up, connecting his gaze with mine.
"Besides, these are sweeter," I'm left at his mercy as he kisses me again, his touch glides down to grasp my hips, pulling me against him. My body trembles, it's overwhelming, his hands slide further down, underneath my skirt, groping my behind. I moan into his mouth, his touch slides further. Now teasing against the thin fabric of my panties.
"But, here is where you taste the sweetest." My mind glazes over, he pulls away.
"It's getting chilly, we should go back inside, I don't want you to get sick," Jimin peers into my eyes
.
"Okay," I give a small nod, he takes my hand and leads me back to the window with him.
"Ladies first," he smiles, stepping aside to let me through. I bend down and duck through the window, the wooden floor of the room now under my feet.
"Cute panties. White today, hm?" Jimin teases as he follows behind me with ease.
"How'd you know?" I questioned before remembering the struggle from earlier.
"Just got the perfect view. You know, white probably wasn't the best choice. They're soaked and it's so easy to see on white," He smirks, taking my hand and walking me back to my room. I blush.
"Jimin... That's so pervy of you," I mumbled.
"Mm. It is," he pulls me onto the bed with him, rushing me with heated kisses. We roll around, fighting each other for dominance until Jimin pins me down and leans in close to my ear.
"I missed my baby, wanted her so badly," He mutters under his breath. I fumble with the seam of his jumper, trying to pull it off.
"Then take me, I'm all yours, Jimin." He sits up, lifts his jumper off to reveal his toned chest. I nibble at my lip as I watch him undo his belt buckle, I pull off my blouse and unclip my bra. He kicks off his jeans, I reach for my skirt but Jimin reaches it first.
"Let me," he leans over me, softly kissing and licking at my neck. I moan as he slips down my skirt and firmly places himself between my thighs.
"Jimin.." I pant, so overwhelmed by this moment. It was just so much.
"Everything okay baby?" His voice is so sweet, his lips graze against my cheek, his face pressed against mine.
"I… Love you" The words tumble from my mouth, I cupped his cheeks and pressed a light kiss to his plump lips.
"I love you too," He breathes, I feel his strong arms slide under my shoulders as he holds me to him. His thighs pressed against the back of mine, he steadily pushes the tip of himself into me. I squeeze my knees around him and cling to his muscular shoulders in anticipation. He was thick, stretching me out as he rhythmically buried himself deeper into me.
" You're taking me so well baby," He coaxes sweetly between soft kisses. By the time he fills me I'm already so close to my tipping point. I matched the roll of his hips as he slowly started fucking me, with every thrust I was falling deeper into a submissive daze. My emotions were running so strong, he was handling me with such care.
He firmly grabs a fistful of my hair and forcefully pulls my head to the side exposing my neck to him, then, picks up the pace. The sheer thickness of him makes my core throb, the wet traces his tongue leaves on my neck and the jolts of pleasure building as he bottoms out in me. The mound of his pelvis tapping and rubbing against my clit is building, more and more, so close to tipping me over.
"Jimin" I pant his name, clinging to him. "S' so deep, can't take it" I feel my body go slack as he holds me and fucks into me harder, faster, skin slapping against skin.
"It's okay baby, you're doing so well, just relax and let me show you how much I love you," his words sultry as he grabs my chin and forces his tongue into my mouth. I can't say anything with him ravishing my mouth like this.
"You're so perfect, you know that?" His hips snap sending a jolt of pleasure right to my core.
"Mmm, wanna make you happy, do anything for you, Jimin," Words tumble out, so dazed I can barely string a sentence together.
"Oh, you are baby, so tight and pretty and perfect. I'm gonna come nice and deep inside you. You know your mine, right?" Jimin's voice sends shivers down my spine, he sits up and grabs my hips. I lull my head to the side, unable to take my eyes off him. He looks ethereal as he throws his head back in pleasure, his movements becoming rougher as he chases his high.
I can't take it anymore, my legs quiver and I come hard around him. As I do, his thrusts become erratic and I feel him shoot hard inside me. We both breathe heavily, taking a moment for the high to calm down and then Jimin collapses on the sheets beside me.
"Come here," he lazily wraps an arm around my head and pulls it to hit the bare chest. I kiss his skin softly, a sleepy spell hitting me hard.
Notes:
Drama is in the air, hope this chapter was okay?
Writing this entire chapter was seriously so intense.... O.O
I went through like 7 different mood swings LOL