SoulFate

~Your pov~

“Hey, why aren’t you answering me?” Jimin pouted as I showed no response to his remark.

“Well, you’re still lively as ever. Where am I by the way?” I asked him, as I struggled to position myself in an upright sitting position. I touched my forehead to feel a sharp, then sore pain.

“What? You don’t remember, when you had a meltdown in the park, and I had to carry you here because you were so sad you fell asleep? And, that bruise on your forehead, was because you tried to get away from me when I was trying to help you. Now, you and I both have identical bruises because you bumped my head,” he explained half-annoyed and half sarcastic.

“Well, you’re welcome”, I said in my best cutest, annoying voice, “But, didn’t you ― “.

“What?”

Didn’t he kiss me, or not? This was annoying me. How he left out that ―. Wait, what, I, mean, I hope he didn’t!

“Nothing”, I muttered sheepishly.

I looked around. This wasn’t my apartment. It was a small house-dorm looking place. Bangtan’s home.

I was going to ask why he didn’t just drop me off at me place, but he didn’t know where I lived (which isn’t his fault, since I never told him).

After listening to Jimin’s story, I realized the reason why I had a nightmare memory come to haunt me. Jimin, an evil ahole of a person, inflicted this pain to come over me {Author note~I know why might question this phrase. Why? Because, to remind you how lovely our Chun gives frickin’ zero sh*t about Jimin. X3}.

“So, what happened to the food?” I asked, remembering our job.

“Thanks to you sleeping, I had to clean the dishes all by myself.”

“Oh, heh, sorry, mian”, I said without looking at Jimin, who was glaring at me.

“And, uh, thanks for– for carrying me all the way here”, I said with thanks, hoping it would break the tense moment.

“Whatever, but you owe me, big time!

“Right, ne.”


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“Cleaning the whole house, is my “debt” work?”

“What? Got a problem?

“I’m going to get back problems if I do this, and also, I thought you were into women’s play, that’s all.”

“That’s true, but aren’t truly a real woman,” he said professional.

“What?!”

“Well, for starters, you’re hot-tempered, annoying, you eat way too much, you weight like a million pounds, you’re flat-chested―”.

“WATASHI WA ANATA O KOROSU TSUMORIDA!” I shouted angrily, cracking my knuckles. {Yes, and for those who don’t know Japanese it reads~ I’M GOING TO KILL YOU!}.

“By, the way, as part of your debt, be a good little girl” he purred.

“Of course, of course”, I said through clenched teeth. I’ll show you whose boss, boy! Just you wait!


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After strife and hard work, I slumped on the couch (it literally took a whole day to do). I quietly cursed at Jimin as I drifted into sleep.

Notes

I'll probably update-- wait never mind that because I don't even know when going to. In the meanwhile, enjoy! >.^