My Boyfriend's Hot Bestfriend

The tears blurred my vision. I was crying so hard. I was too shocked about what I had just seen earlier. My mom was right. She told me just to accept Jimin and forget about Kim Taehyung. I believed she got this bad feeling, and it happened now. The most painful fact that girl was still my best friend. It was truly karma for me. I kissed my boyfriend’s best friend and Taehyung kissed Hyerim. I had to accept this reality and stopped being so drama queen. I totally deserved this punishment. I kept walking slowly without any aim. I ended up sitting in the girl’s bathroom. I didn’t know why I felt sick in sudden. I sat on the toilet, trying to get my energy back. I just didn’t want people staring at me or making fun of me. I was sure many people would say something about me after what Hyerim had done in the cafeteria.

Taehyung fucked Hyerim in front of me in the locker room was still flying in my head. The scenes stucked in my brain. I tried hard not to remember it. But it was like desease. It was very difficult to get healed. I shook my head hardly, and I even banged my head to the toilet cubicle.
Since when did they get into each other? They had been doing it behind my back? But since when? I felt I was a fool all the time. They must had been laughing at me. I was just a joke for them? I sobbed. I wiped my tears, trying to stop myself. But it was not easy. It was really painful and hurt.

I have to break up with Taehyung, soon.

My heart said so.

But... am I ready to lose him?

My heart said another thing. I was too afraid to let him go.

“I still love Taehyung...” I whispered to myself. I was getting more emotional.

I couldn’t believe Kim Taehyung really did it to me. I thought he was so loyal and sweet. His nice and kind image disappeared just like that. “God, what are you doing to me?” I asked myself. I was thinking deeply with presence of mind. At least, the right mind was still here in my head. I decided to hear Taehyung’s explanation first. I believed he had good reasons. I didn’t want to be reckless, and then regret later. I knew it was painful, but I wanted to give Taehyung the last chance to tell me everything. “Calm down, Jung _______. Take a breath! Think first!” I was still daydreaming thinking about my past with Taehyung as some girls entered the girl’s bathroom. They giggled and commented about their makeup. I had feeling they’re junior students, just like me.

“Anyway, I can’t believe actually Taehyung oppa and Choi Hyerim have something,”

Their conversation made me curious. So, I listened to them carefully.

“Yeah, I thought Taehyung oppa was dating that Jung _______ girl. It’s seriously shocking!”

“I know, right? We know Hyerim and ________ are always together, they seem good friends.”

“Good friends? They’re best friends for pete’s sake!”

“Woah... daebak!”

“Yeah. But Taehyung seems enjoying his role as Hyerim’s fiance though.”

I gasped in silence. So, everything I heard in the locker room before was actually right? Kim Taehyung was Choi Hyerim’s fiance?

“Of course he prefers Choi Hyerim. I heard she’s so rich, just like Taehyung. No wonder if they’re engaged.”

What? I was shocked even more. What the hell was that?

I quickly came out from the cubicle. They all looked surprised and shut their mouth immediately.
I walked to wastafel to wash my hands and my face calmly. They froze when I was walking in front of them. I turned the tap and I washed my hands first.

“You know what, I must say thank you for you guys.” I said.

They were confused, seeing me.

I washed my face this time. “Because...”

I washed my face again. “...even my boyfriend doesn’t tell me about his engagement with my best friend.” I added.

I looked at them, smiling bitterly.

“Thanks.” I said calmly and left them.

I was looking for Kim Taehyung. He debt an explanation to me. I asked some senior students if they might saw him, but they said they didn’t know.Are you with your fiancee, Kim Taehyung? I asked myself. I could just call him by phone but... I just didn’t want to. I talked to myself guessing where was he. When I was confused where’s Taehyung, I saw Jin sunbaenim was running in hurry. I waved at him but he didn’t see me. He seemed so panic. I followed him behind. He was heading to somewhere I didn’t know. I saw him stopped in the basement. There were stairs leading to music room. And Jin sunbaenim was standing in front of the black door under the stairs. There was a hidden place. I read the lettering on the door.



Bangtan Room.

“You are prohibited from entering if you have no SWAG!”

I was sure enough that’s Yoongi sunbaenim’s handwriting because it looked messed. It almost couldn’t be read clearly. I was about to call Jin when he quickly opened the door. I tried to approach him but he already got inside and closed the door. I stepped closer in front of Bangtan Room. I saw a white paper sticked on the door.

Bangtan Rules!

#If U ain’t one of the homies, U R not allowed to get inside creepy motherfucker!

#If U just hangout with the homies, get ur bitch azz down, act ugly and deal with it!

#Don’t touch any things, unless we think U R cool enuff!

#No drugs, no hoes, no alcohol!

#No SWAG, no food!

#Stalkers better get lost b4 Min Yoongi send U to Hong Kong!

Peace & Respect

-RM-



I raised my eyebrow, reading Bangtan rules. What the hell. “No SWAG, no food?” I shook my head in disbelief. “Min Yoongi must stop torturing innocent people.” I commented. I wanted to knock the door to ask Jin about Taehyung, but I heard a guy shouting and cursing. I was startled a little bit. I pressed my ear to the door. I overheard their conversation. I could hear everything clearly.




JIMIN

After what I had seen in the locker room, I quickly called Taehyung after Jung _______ disappeared. I told him to meet up with me in Bangtan Room. He asked me innocently of course, about what’s going on. I didn’t have to explain it to him. I would give him a lesson how to treat a woman respectfully. I was furious and I had never felt like this before.

I always give in everything and stay quiet for the sake of my friends. But not now...

I ran to our hidden place and I knocked the door. I saw Namjoon hyung opened the door for me. I looked around the room. Everyone was here, except Jin hyung. And I guessed it was the right time to make some deals with Taehyung while people gathered.

“Jimin, what’s up?” Hoseok hyung asked me. He was wondering with my anger atmosphere.

“Taehyung is not here yet?” I asked him.

Yoongi hyung smirked. He could read my mind.

“Get ready, guys. There will be a world war three in here,”

“What does it mean?” Namjoon hyung asked.

Before everybody could explain what’s that, there was creak sound from the door. Taehyung entered the room. I turned around I punched his face immediately. Everyone was shocked, looking at me.

“YAH! PARK JIMIN!” Namjoon snapped in shock.

I ignored Namjoon hyung and I grabbed Taehyung’s collar shirt. I forced him to stand up. I pushed him so hard against the wall and I punched his face again. His jaw and lips bruised.
Taehyung fought back. He could release himself from my grip and he punched me back twice.
My nose bled so bad. I staggered, wiping the blood. I stood up quickly and I kicked his ribs. Taehyung fell down on the floor under maknae’s feet. Jungkook looked terrified. He watched the situation in horror. I tried to kick Taehyung again but Namjoon hyung already grabbed my body faster. He held me tightly. Taehyung got up and he tried to punch me but Hoseok hyung grabbed his hands, holding him down.

“ARE YOU GUYS FUCKING CRAZY?” Hoseok hyung shouted at both of us.

“Jungkook, call Jin hyung to come here!” Namjoon woke him up from staring at me and Taehyung. He was obviously shocked. But he quickly pulled out his cell phone from his jeans pocket and called Jin hyung.

“Fucking nuts!” Yoongi hyung stood up. He slapped me and then Taehyung. It burned my cheek.

“Hyung...” Namjoon hyung seemed more shocked. He looked at Yoongi hyung speechless. Min Yoongi was a laid-back guy but not today.

“Yah, Hoseok, Namjoon. Just let them be. Let see who will stay alive and survive. I wanna know which one is dead,” Yoongi hyung said fiercely.

Suddenly I felt so scared. I took a glance at Taehyung. He looked the same. There was an awkward silence with intense atmosphere.

“Hmm... the last time I checked, Taehyung hyung and Jimin hyung were fighting because he stole Jimin hyung’s food. You guys look so scary right now. Is this about food again?” Jungkook asked. It would be funny and people would laugh if the situation was not that tensed.

Taehyung released himself from Hoseok hyung. “This is not about food, Jeon Jungkook. I don’t even know what that bastard’s problem with me,”

Taehyung made me more nuts. I pulled my hands out from Namjoon hyung’s grip. I ran to Taehyung to across the room. I grabbed his collar shirt again. “Kim Taehyung, don’t ever try to hurt _______’s feeling! If you want to break up with her, just let her go! Don’t stab her heart with fucking her best friend!”

Taehyung smirked. He pushed me. “I knew it since the beginning! You love my girlfriend, huh? You want her pussy, right? I already shared her hole with you. Sharing is caring.”

I punched his nose. It bled. “Shut up, you motherfucker!”

Namjoon hyung quickly stood up in the middle between me and Taehyung. He tried to intervense us. “So, this is about a girl? That Jung _______? Am I, right? Wow! You both are damn genius! This is what you call friendship? Best friends forever? Brothers for life?” He sounded mad.

Hoseok hyung sighed hardly. He seemed frustrated and angry. “You guys have to stop! Please don’t ruin our friendship with your shit!” He stared at me and then Taehyung. Jungkook avoided any quarrel, so he chose to sit behind Yoongi hyung in the corner.

“But this brother of mine is really truly fucking asshole!” I pointed at him.

“Ya, Kim Taehyung! Don’t you realize what you have done in the locker room back then? You fucked Choi Hyerim, huh? And you know what, your girlfriend saw everything. She heard everything! You don’t see her sad eyes and she’s crying so hard. It’s really painful to see. Don’t you feel ashamed? You said if you don’t want Hyerim in your life, but what did you do once again? You enjoyed her body in front of your girlfriend!” I started to cry. I also felt hurt. I was so much disappointed with Taehyung, and of course I would be this sad if I remembered Jung _______’s face. Her cry made me weak and useless.

Everyone seemed surprised with that fact. Even Taehyung looked shocked. He stared at me in disbelief. “Where did she know? You should protect her! Protect her! I trust you, Park Jimin! I trust you! I give up on her to you! I know she loves you, too! Her smile for you is not the same when she smiles for me! I feel hurt, too! It feels like the dead angel just skins me alive and tears my heart! It’s so painful!” Taehyung grabbed my shirt in frustration.

Yoongi hyung separated us. “I already gave you both a warning before! Kim Taehyung, if you want to marry Choi Hyerim, just break up with Jung _______ faster. And Park Jimin, I told you, don’t ruin everything. You can’t control your emotion!”

“I can believe our friendship is in this crisis situation because of a girl,” Hoseok hyung said disappointed.

Suddenly, someone just came in. We looked at the doorway, it was Jin hyung. He gasped, his jaw dropped, looking at me and then Taehyung.

“What is this?” He asked, still in normal tone.

No one could answer him.

“What is going on?” Jin hyung raised his voice louder.

Still no answer.

“WHAT IS THIS?” He screamed.

“You can see it, there’s a fight in here.” Yoongi hyung answered him in the final.

“Yah! Kim Namjoon! What are you doing as the leader? You can’t regulate them?” Jin hyung was getting mad.

“This is because of Jung _______. Every man’s weakness is always a woman,” Namjoon hyung answered calmly.

Jin hyung sighed sadly. He looked at me and then Taehyung.

“Fuck you!” everyone looked at him in disbelief. We never heard he curse or something.

“You play with girl’s heart and I hate that kind of guy!” Jin hyung was angry.

“Kim Taehyung, we know your arranged married will be the problem and I always think it’s all about the time you get into trouble. Look now!” Jin hyung said seriously.

“I’m trying, guys. I’m trying! But I’m not Yoongi hyung who can rebel and run away from my family. You know I have responsibility to take care of my dad’s business. As you can see on tv, I got engaged with Choi Hyerim. She’s actually nice girl, I just can’t refuse her. That’s why I make some deals with her...”

“I know you are stupid, Kim Taehyung, but I don’t really expect that you will be this stupid,” I shook my head still furious.

“This is not about who becomes who. All you need to do is firmness, decision!” Namjoon hyung commented.

“Don’t judge me! You don’t know how it feels, to be in my shoes! You don’t know how hard it is!” Taehyung screamed.

“We don’t judge you, Kim Taehyung! But please, please don’t hurt _______’s feeling...”

I stopped. I looked at everyone’s eyes. They seemed waiting for me to continue to say something.

“I love your girlfriend. I love Jung _______. If you want to kill me, just do it, Kim Taehyung. I stabbed my best friend’s back and I’m not proud of it,” I gave up in front of Taehyung. I confessed my sin. I was ready if he punched me to the death.

Taehyung grabbed my shirt and he punched me so hard. I collapsed on the floor. I fell down. I was bleeding so bad. Jin hyung tried to hold him. Taehyung was struggling to let go. Namjoon hyung also helped him to hold Taehyung. Yoongi hyung approached me. He made me to stand up. Hoseok hyung stood up in front of Taehyung. “We don’t take any side, neither you or Jimin. Back to your right sense before I kill you, Kim Taehyung.” Hoseok hyung sounded angrier.

“Let him beat me up to death, hyung. I deserve it. I sleep with his girlfriend and keep doing it even I know she still loves him,” I blamed myself. I started to cry. My tears dropped. Yoongi hyung looked at me seriously. “You are pathetic, Park Jimin. Do you really love her?” I nodded so weak. “And people said love is beautiful. Love is horrible.” Yoongi hyung smirked, mocking at me.

“Can we just settle down? Grow up! You all are older than me, but your attitudes mentally 5 year-old kid.” Jungkook spoke up.

“If this is because of a girl, I hope you both will be gay forever so you can make up and marry to each other!” He continued.

“This is serious, kid.” Jin hyung told Jungkook to shut up.




YOU

I overheard everything clearly. My tears dropped again, running down on my cheeks. Arranged married? So, Taehyung had been hiding this secret all the time. No wonder he always disappeared and left me alone. The worst part was Jimin already knew it and he protected his best friend’s secret behind my back. He took advantage of me, my confusion, he played with my feeling being so sweet, and nice just to get into my pants. Damn! It was indeed hurting my heart and so painful. So, it was true then. Choi Hyerim and my boyfriend already got engaged. Wow. They were getting married and I didn’t know all this time? They must had been laughing at me. I guessed, I didn’t need my boyfriend’s explanation. Because everything was already cleared. I carefully opened the door without knocking. I entered their room. I saw their hangout place for the first time. It looked nice, cozy, but not with the atmosphere. 7 heads turned to see me standing by the doorway. I looked up, still with my teary eyes.

“_______,” Jimin called me. He looked surprised with unexpected guest.

I bowed. “I’m so sorry for coming without permission, sunbaenim.”

Jin sunbaenim released Taehyung’s hands. So did Namjoon sunbaenim. Everyone was still in dazed. “Taehyungah, I just want to give you this. I think, your fiancee left this in the locker room.
She’s always wearing this necklace and it’s precious for her. It’s her mom’s birthday gift,” I gave him Hyerim’s necklace from my pocket. I approached Taehyung. I looked at him. He was bleeding and his face was bruised so bad. I was not surprised after what I just heard earlier. I took Taehyung’s hand and I opened up his palm. I put Hyerim’s necklace on his palm. I wanted to release Taehyung’s hand but he grabbed my hand faster. He looked at me deeply.

“Baby...” There was pain in his voice.

I tried to smile but it’s hard. “You have to stop calling me baby. I’m not your baby anymore. Just take care of Hyerim for me. She’s good girl. She helps me a lot. Now, it’s time to pay back everything. I need to repay her. And... I guess, all she wants is just you,” my voice was trembling. I held my tears. I did my best not to cry in front of him.

“Jung _______,” Taehyung insisted holding my wrist.

“Please, let go of me. Don’t make everything more complicated, Taehyung. We are done.”

Finally, I did it.

Taehyung released my hand, speechless.

“Jimin, nice to know you, and I mean it. When I’m with you, my world seems more beautiful.
Thank you for everything, but please stop meeting with me,” I looked into Jimin’s eyes. I saw him crying. God... my heart cried. He looked really hurt. It was not about his bruised lips or bleeding nose, but more like his heart. It was too obvious from his eyes. But I couldn’t continue this. Someone had to stop it first. They got into a fight because of me. I ruined people’s life. I ruined their friendship. I messed up so bad. I ruined my beloved people’s relationship, both of Taehyung and Jimin.

I bowed again to everyone since they’re my senior.

“I’m so sorry for disturbing you guys. I’m so sorry for ruining your friendship. Namjoon sunbaenim, I’m so sorry because there’s a bitch like me coming into Bangtan’s life. I know, this is really my fault. I’m going to disappear from your life guys. Don’t worry. I can transfer to another university, so you don’t have to see my face anymore,”

I quickly left them. No one tried to say something.

“Oh. Taehyungah, don’t forget to invite me to your wedding. I wish you a happy life with her.” I smiled at him but I failed because my tears dropped just like that. I immediately turned around. I opened the door. I got out and ran away from Bangtan Room.

I kept running and I didn’t realize if there was someone running after me.

“Jung _______!” He called me.

I knew whose voice was that.

“_______!” He called me, screaming again. We were in quiet corridor now.

“Leave me alone, Jimin!” I screamed.

“I’m not going to leave you alone!” He successed grabbing my right hand.

I struggled, releasing my hand but it was useless. Jimin was too powerful to me to fight.

“Listen to me!” Jimin snapped.

I stopped.

He pushed me against the wall. Jimin leaned in closer. He cupped my face.

“Just listen to me, please.” He sounded more gentle now. He looked into my eyes.

“Jimin, your lips.” I said, feeling so worried suddenly. His lips bruised.

“Give me a chance to say something...” He replied, ignoring his wound.

“Jimin, don’t play with me anymore. I’m in a mess right now,” I told him seriously.

“I don’t play with your heart!”

“Oh, really? That’s why you keep hiding Taehyung’s arranged married and keep taking advantage of my confusion?”

Jimin locked my body to shut me up. He hugged me tightly. He put aside my hair and kissed my neck. Dammit! Jimin knew my weakness, my sensitive spot. “Jimin...” I sighed. Jimin bit my neck. I gasped. “Give me a chance, please...” Jimin whispered, his lips was touching my neck.
He pressed his body against me. He cupped my face. He caressed my cheek using his other hand. His fingers traced my skin slowly.

“What are you trying to say?” I asked him.

Jimin pressed his body again. I tried to look around. People would think that we were hot blooded couple because we’re in inappropriate pose. Too close. “Look at me.” Jimin said softly, but sounded demanding.

I looked at him, waiting for what he would say.

“I love you.” Jimin pecked my lips. And he released my lips quickly. He looked at my reaction.

There was like an ice cube slid up and down inside my tummy, circling around the organs. It felt so weird but... exciting. My cheeks looked so red now, my face was burned. I was blushing so hard. Jimin kissed my red cheek. Dammit!

“You can blame me all you want, baby. But... I’m so serious about my feeling. I admit I’ve been keeping Taehyung’s secret because he’s my best friend. He’s like my brother and my family to me. I’m so sorry for that. I don’t wanna see you get hurt. This is not easy since our first meeting. You have no idea how much I blame myself for falling in love with my best friend’s girlfriend. You can mad at me, blame me, but you can’t blame the love. Because love is never
wrong,” Jimin said softly.

I was touched. His words hit me deeply. He was being real and serious. He already admitted his fault, but why the heck did I act like a bitch to him? Because I was just too scared. Too scared to open up with new person. And I was too scared to let Taehyung disappear from my life. I was not ready to get into a new relationship with new person. And I had this one reason I couldn’t tell easily.

“I’m so sorry, Jimin. But are you sure with your feeling for me? Because I don’t know...”

“_______, we fall in love by chance, we stay in love by choice. I’m not gonna push you this fast because I know your condition now. And I need to resolve my problem with Taehyung first. The decision is in your hand. You don’t have to accept me today, I can wait, but just give me a chance.” Jimin told me seriously.

I looked at his handsome face. I touched his bruised lips.

“It hurts?” I asked him about his wound.

He nodded. “I’m lying if I don’t say Taehyung’s punches are really that strong,”

“I’m so sorry,” I whispered sadly, feeling guilty.

“No need to say it. I provoked him first,” Jimin told me.

“I think you must resolve your problem with my boyfriend...” I stopped. I just realized what I said.

“Your ex-boyfriend,” Jimin corrected me.

“Yeah... my ex-boyfriend. Just go, meet him, say something nice. And please, don’t get a fight, okay?”

Jimin nodded his head, following my order like a cute puppy. Jimin released me. He didn’t lock my body anymore.

“I’m going to see him,” Jimin said.

I smiled. “After that, come to my place. I’ll treat you. You have some bruises,”

Jimin pecked my lips. “I will. Wait for me.”




JIMIN

I came back to Bangtan Room. I saw Jin hyung was treating Taehyung’s jaw carefully. Jin hyung was forever our mother. Everyone seemed back to normal state. The intense atmosphere returned to be better and nicer. That was why I loved Bangtan members, they’re real brothers. They just couldn’t angry that long.

Jungkook saw me first. “Oh, you’re here. You found her, hyung?”

I knew what he meant. I nodded.

“So, what’s her decision?” He asked again.

Jin hyung was still treating Taehyung’s jaw suddenly was stopped by Taehyung himself. He stood up, looking at me. “Let’s talk, Jimin.”

Taehyung led me to get out from Bangtan Room. I followed him behind.

“Yah! Where are you going?” Namjoon hyung screamed.

“Let them be. Trust me, they won’t be dead.” I could hear Yoongi hyung clearly.

I kept following Taehyung to abondoned yard. When he thought the location was clear and quiet, he stopped and he turned around to face me.

“You’re Jung ________’s boyfriend now?” Taehyung asked me to the point.

“Chill, bruh. She’s still single,” I smirked.

Taehyung relieved.

“Is she going to transfer to another university?” Taehyung asked me, panic.

I shook my head. “I don’t know...”

He looked so emotional.

“You’re not ready to let her go?” I asked.

He nodded.

“But why do you sleep with Hyerim though?” I asked him again. I was trying not to get mad again.

“Because... because it feels good?” Taehyung answered me. I looked at him, speechless. My facepalm expression said it all.

“Yah!” I snapped at him.

“I’m not lying, it feels good. People are right. Sex is very addictive and it’s fun,”

“Do you ever feel bad after have sex with her? I mean, you don’t sleep with right person.” I stared at him.

“Honestly, I do. I feel really terrible. But it still feels good,” Taehyung replied, too honest.

“But if you want to have sex, just sleep with right person, so you don’t have to feel that way.” I told him, disappointed.

“So, that’s why you chooe to stop going to night club and stop sleeping with random girls?”
Taehyung asked me back.

“Because I’m falling in love with Jung _______,” I answered him bravely without any doubt.

“I feel she’s the right person.” I added.

“May I know, since when do you like her?” Taehyung became serious.

“One day before I transferred to this university. The night before, I went to night club and I met her there. She stole my attention right away...”

“And then you guys had sex.” Taehyung finished my words.

I nodded. “I gave her my phone number and even prepared sandwich for her breakfast.”

“Wait! So, that was your sandwich? And you almost late to come because you stayed all night long in my girlfriend’s apartment?”

“Ex-girlfriend.” I corrected him, and nodded my head as an answer.

Taehyung sighed, so frustrated. “That night was my first anniversary with her. I disappeared. I’m sure she hoped I would come and she decided to celebrate it with our first sex. But my dad was torturing me. I couldn’t go anywhere that night,”

There was regret in his voice. He sounded really sad and regretful.

“See! She waited for a year to sleep with you, but Hyerim... that bitch gets your dick too easy.”

“I made some deals with Hyerim but I don’t know why she becomes so evil like this. I feel bad for _______. I really do,” Taehyung told me with his tremble voice.

“But it’s too late, Taehyung. You can’t avoid your engagement now,”

“I know. I already thought about breaking up with Jung _______. But I messed up. My plan didn’t run well like what I wanted.” He said.

“So, what are you gonna do now? I’m not going to give in,” I gave him a clear statement.

“But it’s still just one-sided break up. She still hasn’t listen to my answer,” Taehyung smirked.

I closed my mouth immediately. Taehyung made my happiness disappeared so fast.

“Look, Jimin. No matter what, I’m the one who stay with her first, so I don’t wanna break up with her like this. I still have right to explain everything to her.”

“Fine. Let her choose for the last time.” I said with great confidence. But from the bottom of my heart, I was afraid if Jung _______ would choose Kim Taehyung.



I promised to _______ to come to her apartment. I was sure enough she wanted to treat my wounds because she felt bad for me. I could just visit medical room in my campus or the nearest hospital, but I just didn’t want to. I just wanted to be with her. The real battle just started and I had to be with her no matter what because Taehyung could steal her from me. He had bigger chances than mine. And I wouldn’t let that happen easily.

I went back to my dorm to pack some things. I decided to stay in her apartment for meantime.
She was going to get mad at me, but I didn’t care at all. Maybe I would just get a slap.
However, I couldn’t let her alone, lonely, and dispirit. I believed she needed someone to comfort her, to recover her feeling and condition. I didn’t want to see her skipping her meals because spending too much time for crying. She was too fragile and broken now.
I brought my suitcase and I stopped a cab to deliver me to Jung _______’s apartment. When I arrived in front of her flat room, I wanted to knock her door first, but I stopped. I tried to open the door. “She forgets to lock her door as usual.” I shook my head smiling at her carelessness. I entered her flat carefully without making any sound. I closed the door and I locked it. I dragged my suitcase to her bedroom. I called her name. There was no answer. I checked her bedroom. I looked around. I heard there was sound of water inside her bathroom. I smirked. She was taking shower now. I put my suitcase beside her closet and waited for her in the kitchen.

It was almost 7 PM. I decided to cook something for dinner. I checked her fridge. There was nothing. I sighed. But I found an ice pack. I took it and I applied the ice pack on my bruises. I really didn’t find any ingredients for me to cook. I gave up. I took my cell phone and I pressed Jin hyung’s number.

“Yes?”

Jin hyung already knew it’s me.

“Hyung, do you have extra food?”

“Yeah. Why?”

“What’s your menu for dinner?”

“Kimchi Jjigae. You want to eat with me?” Jin hyung asked me

“Can you deliver your food for me?” I begged him with cute voice.

I heard Jin hyung's sigh. “Alright. Where are you now?”

“At _______’s apartment. We have nothing to eat for dinner,”

Jin hyung chuckled. “Okay. I’ll be there in 15 minutes.”

“Thank you, hyung. Sorry for disturbing.”

And we closed the line.

I heard the water stopped flowing inside Jung _______’s bathroom. I was sure she was done.
She would surprised seeing me in her apartment now. Just thinking about that, it already made me smile. So, I decided to shock her. I put back the ice pack in her freezer. I quickly waited for her in the bedroom, lying down on her bed. Jung _______ seemed busy, wearing her towel because I could see her silhouette inside her bathroom. Damn! She really got perfect body.




YOU

After took a shower, I felt fresh and wonderful. At least, I could think better now. Cold water helped me a lot. I tried to grab a long, bigger towel, but I forgot it was still in my closet. I sighed.
I only found a short towel. I wrapped it around my body and it only covered half of my body. The fabric only could cover until my upper thighs. This was too short. I flicked my wet hair and I came out of my bathroom.

“I make a great decision to come here,”

I squealed too shocked to see Jimin was lying down on my bed. He smirked at me.

“Park Jimin!” I shouted at him. He just chuckled.

“My baby looks so hot,” Jimin stared at my body from head to toe.

I noticed I was only wearing short towel. I was panic. I quickly ran to my closet to grab something. But I was too clumsy and I tripped on a big suitcase. I fell down on the floor.

“Baby, are you alright?” Jimin immediately got up from my bed and he approached me.

He helped me to stand up. My elbow was throbbing pain. My butt felt the same. Shit! It didn’t feel great.

“Awh... awwh..” I grimaced, rubbing my butt. Jimin giggled, looking at me.

“Yah, this is not funny!” I said, feeling so upset.

Jimin kept giggling. “Why are you so panic? I already saw your naked body.”

I was blushing. My rosy cheeks felt so hot.

“What are you doing here?” I asked him, still blushing.

“You told me to come.” Jimin answered me calmly.

“I know. I mean, what are you doing here in my bedroom?”

Jimin smiled so flirty at me. What the...

Jimin pulled my body closer. He placed his hands on my back and he traced the curve of my body with his hands and he touched my butt.

“Yah!” I screamed.

“Sshh... you’ll feel better,” Jimin massaged my butt cheeks slowly.

I had to admit if Jimin’s touch made me feel better. I looked at him. His bruises looked obviously bright on his handsome face. I touched his injured lips. There was scratched on the corner of his lower lip. “Jimin, I’m really sorry for this.” I whispered, feeling so bad again.

He smiled cutely. “Nah, it’s okay. This is my fault,”

“You will need some treatment. I will smear the ointment to heal the bruises and...”

“Sshh...” Jimin pressed his index finger against my lips.

“The only thing I need is your kiss. It can heal all the pain and bruises,” Jimin whispered into my earlobe. Jimin slowly blew my ear with his hot breath. I sighed, closing my eyes. Dammit! I hated this feeling. Jimin pulled me into his arms and he blew my ear again. He bit my earlobe playfully. That was really my sensitive spot. I leaned in Jimin’s chest.

“Jimin, can you stop?” I asked him, trying not to get aroused.

“No.” Jimin answered me shortly. He kissed my earlobe and then my cheek. He held my chin to look up at him.

“Whatever happens, all I want to see is your beautiful face,”

I rolled my eyes. “I’m sure that I'm the hundredth girl you praised like that,”

Jimin smirked. “Why are you so sure? What if you’re indeed the first girl?”

“You seem so experienced.” I said.

Jimin grabbed my butt again suddenly. I gasped because he made me leaning closer. Jimin held the tip of my towel with his fingers. I was scared the towel would fall down just like that.

“Wanna try me?” He challenged me, smiling so flirty.

“Wanna try me?” I asked him back, trying to take a breath. But my body was trembling and Jimin could feel it.

“Baby, are you nervous?” Jimin whispered softly. His lips touched my cheek. Jimin unfolded the tip of my towel, I was stunned by his action, my body was shaking. Jimin placed his other hand around my waist. He slowly unwrapped my body. Jimin almost unwrapped me fully when we heard the door bell ringing. “Shit!” He cursed. I chuckled. “You lost your chance.”

“Not for now.” Jimin smirked. He pecked my lips. And he went to the front door to see who’s coming.

When Jimin came out of my bedroom, I quickly locked the door. I relieved because he made me so damn nervous. My heart pumped faster and my body was still shaking. My legs were so weak. Dammit, Jimin! I cursed inside my head. It was always like this in everytime he touched me. I felt sick suddenly, but sick in a good way.

I looked down on the floor where I tripped because of a big suitcase.

“Whose suitcase is this?” I talked to myself.

I opened the suitcase. I saw some Calvin Klein briefs.

“Are these Jimin’s?” I couldn’t believe this.

What was he thinking? I didn’t tell him to move in to my apartment. But why the heck he was
bringing this big suitcase?

I immediately ran to him. I unlocked the door and came out. Jimin sounded like talking with someone in the living room.

“Yah! Park Jimin!”I called him louder.

“Holy Moly!” I stopped, turning around.

I saw Jin sunbaenim quickly covered his eyes when I was coming to living room. I was surprised there was him too. I thought that was just a postman. I realized I was only wearing a short towel. I quickly hid myself again.

“Err... I’m sorry for interrupting your time. I got to go now,” I heard Jin sunbaenim said goodbye to Jimin. It sounded awkward.

“Jiminah, don’t forget your condom.”

I couldn’t believe I heard Jin sunbaenim told him about condom.

“I don’t need condom, hyung. It’s okay if she’s pregnant.”

What? Shut up! I screamed inside my head. I wanted to beat him up.

I heard Jimin closed the door. And I came out from my hiding place.

“Yah! What are you thinking?” I started to snap at him.

Jimin raised his eyebrow. “Hmm?”

I sighed. “Stop acting so innocent. What’s up with your suitcase? Are you moving in here?”

He laughed immediately. “You better change your shirt, babe, before I can’t handle my hormone,”

I startled. I stepped backwards. I covered my chest and quickly ran back to my bedroom.

“Stay there, Park Jimin! Or I’ll kill you!” I screamed from my bedroom.

“I won’t go anywhere, pretty. I’m waiting in the kitchen. Jin hyung delivered us food for dinner.”

Really? I thought Jin sunbaenim was mad at him.

I changed myself with oversized shirt with no pants. It felt comfortable a lot. I was wearing matching black white bra and panties. I came out from my bedroom to find Jimin was sitting nicely in the dinning room near the kitchen. I looked on the table. There were kimchi jjigae with side dishes, rice, and orange juices.

“Jin oppa gave us these?”

Jimin stared at me fiercely. “Oppa? Are you his girlfriend?”

I smirked. I knew he was just jealous.

“No one deserves to be called oppa, except me. Don’t call my friends with oppa. Stay formal,” Jimin sounded upset.

I giggled. I sat beside him. “I’m sorry.” I said.

“Are you trying to make me jealous?”

I nodded. I couldn’t help not to laugh.

“And you did successfully,” Jimin caressed my cheek. I smiled at him.

“You are not mad at me anymore?” Jimin asked me about the suitcase incident.

“I just wanna know what’s your reason to move in here. Do you think it’s too fast for me?”

We started to talk a serious topic. Ugh, I hated this kind of atmosphere actually.

Jimin pulled his chair closer to me. “Look, I‘m so worried about your condition right now. I’m afraid if you will feel lonely, alone, depressed after what you’ve been through today. You need someone beside you to recover your feeling. And that someone is me...” Jimin held my hands. I didn’t know why, suddenly my tears dropped again. Jimin knew exactly how hurt I was. He did understand about my feeling and my pain. His words touched me deeply.

“Hey, why are you crying, lovely?” Jimin wiped my tears slowly.

“I don’t know...” I answered him, giggling but the tears just couldn’t stop.

Jimin stared at me with his eyesmile. “Am I that handsome, so you cry?”

“Park Jimin...” I pushed him. He chuckled. He grabbed me closer again.

“It is too hard for you, babe?” Jimin asked me softly.

I nodded, still crying. Jimin intertwined our fingers tightly.

“Let’s face it together. I’m with you. Cheer up. You have me,”

“Jimin, thank you. I don’t know how to repay everything you have done for me,” I told him sincerely.

Jimin kissed my forehead. “You only have to give me a chance.”

We looked into each other eyes deeply. I could feel his strong desire just from his soft gaze. I didn’t know what to do, but...

“You get your chance then.” I nodded slowly.

Jimin hugged me immediately. He kissed my top head, feeling so grateful and happy.

“I will try my best to make you fall hard fo me,” Jimin said confidently.

The butterflies were dancing around, up and down in my tummy. It was tickling me. Damn! This feeling again. I released him.

Jimin pecked my lips. “Thank you, baby.”

I smiled. And then I noticed his bruises on his face.

“I’m gonna treat your bruises now,” I told him. I wiped my tears and stood up.

Jimin was really so sweet and nice. I thought he would just playing with my heart but he seemed sincere and serious. I really hoped my feeling about him wouldn’t be wrong. Because I was scared if I stepped in the wrong path again. I didn’t know how to handle it if I decided wrong decision.

I prepared a basin of warm water and soft cloth, so it wouldn’t be hurt when I clean off Jimin’s skin face. I grabbed Jimin’s wrist to sit down on the soft sofa in my bedroom. I put the basin, soft cloth on the table. I checked my drawer if I still have arnica ointment or some gel to get rid of Jimin’s bruises. Jimin just watched me, preparing things to him. I was looking for the ointment carefully. I had to bent down to check every drawers. I didn’t notice if Jimin was staring at my butt.

“Babe...” He called me.

“Hmm?”

“You’re not wearing pants,”

I quickly stood up and turned around. “Yah! Pervert!”

He looked at me innocently. “But I like it.”

“Yah!” I shouted at him, blushing.

He chuckled. “I’m not pervert. You know that.”

“Turn around! Don’t see me until I find the ointment!” I ordered him to look the opposite.

“Why? I told you, I already saw everything,” Jimin protested.

“Yeah, whatever.” I rolled my eyes. I didn’t want to debate.

I kept searching for the ointment. And finally I found it. It was arnica ointment. It could help
diminish swelling, redness and pain. I sat beside Jimin again. I dipped the soft cloth into the warm water. I squeezed the cloth and I pulled Jimin’s hand closer to me. He followed my order like a cute puppy. I started to clean his wounds. I wiped the dried blood around his nose and his scratched on the corner of his lips. I pressed the cloth a little bit harder on his skin.

“Ouch!” Jimin grimaced.

“Sorry,” I said and I stopped.

He looked at me. “Just go ahead. It’s okay.”

I continued, cleaning his bruises with warm water while Jimin was watching my moves deeply. I soaked the cloth in warm water again, wringing excess water, and I applied the wash cloth on the bruise. I took Jimin’s hand to hold the cloth. “You need to wait for 15 – 20 minutes before I can apply arnica ointment.” I told him. He nodded, still holding the cloth.
Now, we were just waiting. After what happened today, stay quiet with Jimin wasn’t that

awkward anymore. We felt comfortable. Jimin and I just looked into each other eyes. I looked at Jimin’s shirt. There was bloodstain on his shirt. It was just small stain, but I could see it. I had to wash his shirt faster.

“Jimin, take off your shirt.” I ordered.

“Are you asking for sex?” Jimin raised his eyebrow.

“Please... there’s bloodstain here,” I pointed at the stain on his shirt.

“Oh.” He sounded disappointed though. I shook my head in disbelief.

Jimin took off his shirt, following my order. But he did it slowly, teasing me.

“Yah, what are you doing?” I stared at him, trying not to look at his abs.

“Taking off my shirt?”

“Yeah, I know. But do it quickly!” I said.

Jimin stopped. I was impatient and I did it myself. I took off his shirt and I put his shirt in the basket. “I’ll wash your shirt later,” I told him. I sat on the sofa again. Jimin immediately put his head on my lap. He was lying down on the sofa, using my lap as his pillow.

“Jimin...”

“Sshh... can you be quiet? There’s sick person here,” he closed his eyes, still holding the cloth on his skin face.

I closed my mouth and I took the cloth. “Let me do it.” I said softly.

“Thanks, pretty.” Jimin replied, smiling with still closed eyes.

I let him to take a rest for minutes because he seemed need it. I was sure it was painful because the bruises looked reddish on his skin. I stared at his handsome face. He looked tired.
I caressed his hair and I leaned down to kiss his forehead. Jimin smiled again but he didn’t say anything, too tired to comment. I was really grateful he chose to stay beside me when I was in broken condition. For almost 15 minutes Jimin closed his eyes and I was still compressed the warm cloth on his bruised skin.

“Taehyung feels bad about everything. He said he still wanted you,” Jimin suddenly spoke up.

I was stunned. Jimin opened his eyes slowly. He got up from my lap. He leaned on the sofa beside me. He put his head on my shoulder. I didn’t know if Jimin was really clingy and he liked skinship a lot. “Will you forgive him?” Jimin asked me carefully.

“Will you?” I asked him back.

“I will. He’s still my best friend,” Jimin answered me immediately.

“Jimin, it’s different.” I commented.

“Yes, it is. But if you want to blame anyone, Taehyung’s father is the one needs to be blamed.” Jimin told me softly.

He kissed my shoulder and he kissed my cheek. I looked at my left side. I stared at Jimin’s eyes.

“So, this is why he never asked me to visit his family,” I got the answer finally.

He nodded. “Taehyung is not like other ordinary children. He’s different, despite he’s being alien, weird, and stuff. His family has established strong company and his father is experiencing financial issue right now. They won’t brankrupt for sure, but his father must joining his company with Choi company,” Jimin explained.

“Choi Hyerim. Yeah...” I replied. I knew she’s very rich and his father was well-known CEO.

“The arranged married happened. Taehyung can’t do anything about it. He just loves his family so much, especially his father...” Jimin continued.

I nodded understand. “Taehyung even said to me if his role model is his father,”

Jimin smiled at me. “See, he’s just being a sweet son. You should forgive him.”

I couldn’t believe Jimin was persuading me to forgive Taehyung.

“Jimin, why are you doing this?” I asked him softly.

Jimin moved closer. “Because I know him so well. He’s not that kind of guy, actually. He just lost control. He’s human after all. Human makes mistake all the time. And it makes us learn,”

I smiled, hearing his words. “This is your way to make me fall for you?”

Jimin chuckled. “What do you think?” He cupped my face.

There was silence. I argued to kiss his lips. But,

“I think I have to apply arnica ointment on your bruises now.”

Jimin smiled. “Alright.”




After dinner and Jimin took a shower, we lay down on my bed, watching Korean drama. Jimin said he felt better and his bruises slowly disappeared although we need 2 or 3 days before he recover fully. I glanced silently beside Jimin. He was watching the drama seriously. I turned off the tv to see his reaction as his favorite scene was screened. He snatched the remote from my hand in seconds. He turned the tv on again and the scenes already changed with commercial break. I chuckled. Jimin stared at me and he tickled me.

“Park Jimin!” I screamed.

He laughed, torturing me. He continued to tickle me so bad. I lost and I didn’t have energy to battle him. I was tired from laughing out loud and screaming. Jimin covered my body with his body on top me. He locked my legs, wrapping them around his waist. My thighs exposed. Jimin leaned down, moving closer to my face. “Say sorry to me.” Jimin demanded.

“No.” I refused, shaking my head, giggling.

Jimin held down both of my hands above my head.

“Just say sorry, babe, or you’ll get your punishment.” Jimin told me, intense.

“No.” I answered him.

Jimin kissed my neck. He bit the skin. I moaned too shocked with the sudden deep touch.

“Still stubborn?” Jimin whispered into my earlobe.

“I won’t say sorry.”

He licked my jawline and he kissed my cheek slowly. I moaned again. Jimin smirked and he looked at me. Before I could say anything, Jimin kissed my lips quickly. I tried to fight but Jimin kept kissing me slowly. As usual, I melted. Jimin loosened up my hands and he released them.
Jimin pressed his lips deeper. I slightly opened my mouth to give him more access to french kiss me. I placed my hands against his chest, silently feeling the way his heart raced beneath my palms. My heartbeats also pumped up faster than normal. Jimin pressed his lips deeper.
His kiss always hit me deep and turned me on. The feeling in my tummy started to dance again. It felt ticklish while butterflies moving around, up and down inside my tummy. My organs churned crazily.

Jimin kissed me passionately without giving me a chance to take a breath. I was really breathless because he sucked my mouth slowly. I could feel our kiss became so intense and he took off his shirt. He threw it on the floor. Jimin was shirtless, kissing me deeper. It looked so sensual and erotic because Jimin started to grind his crotch against my panties. I kissed him back slower than him, because I had to take a breath but he didn’t let me. Jimin took my hands and he placed them against his abs. I could feel his sixpacks beneath my palms. Jimin bit my lower lip and then he sucked it slowly. Jimin kept leading me to caress his abs. It was such a turn on. Our kiss became wetter. Jimin inserted his tongue and we hooked our tongues together. I wrapped my hands around his neck. I pulled him closer.

Jimin released my lips, and he started to suck my neck. I moaned. I sighed, getting aroused. I tried to take a breath but it was really difficult because the intense touches that Jimin gave.
Jimin sucked my neck slowly, he bit the skin playfully with his teeth and sucked it again. I moaned his name, feeling so horny. My body was screaming. And Jimin didn’t want to stop either. He kept doing it passionately. He made me so wet. “Baby, you smell good.” Jimin whispered, so sensual snuffling my neck, my jawline and he licked my skin. I was breathing so hard. Jimin sucked my soul away. His right hand traced my inner thigh and he caressed my thigh slowly using his fingers tips. Jimin kissed my cheek. He smooched me softly. I pressed my cheek against his lips. Jimin’s hand got into my shirt slowly. He touched my bra and he fumbled my boobs.

“Ahh... Jimin...” I moaned.

Jimin kissed my earlobe and he blew his hot breath. I got goosebumps and I was getting hornier. Jimin slipped his hand behind my back. He untied my bra. Jimin removed my bra quickly. He took off my oversized shirt. He hugged me up. We sat facing each other topless.
Jimin was sitting cross legged on the bed, thighs apart. I sat on his thighs, facing him, with my legs wrapped around his waist. Jimin started to kiss my lips again slowly. Our tongues were seeking out and exploring our each mouths.

Jimin’s fingers caressed my back and he put aside my hair. He kissed my neck again and kissed my shoulder. I put my head on his shoulder while Jimin was kissing my neck, bit the skin playfully, and sucked it slowly. I kept sighing, feeling so aroused with Jimin’s touches. Jimin squeezed my boobs slow, but hard. I moaned again.

“Ahh... Jim... Jimin... ahh,”

Jimin fumbled and squeezed my boobs, pressing my nipples. I hugged him tightly. I just couldn’t stand this feeling, because it was too much. He suckled on my neck close to my collarbones. Jimin squeezed my boobs, fumbling them slowly and gently. I could feel Jimin’s bulge around my pussy. My panties was wet and Jimin’s bulge was not helping at all.

“Baby, you like it?” Jimin whispered, fumbling my boobs. He kissed my earlobe.

I nodded helpless. I closed my eyes, enjoying this moment. At this stage, Jimin forced me to press against his pelvis. I could feel his hard bulge obviously. “Jimin, you hard.” I said softly, looking at him. He stopped squeezing my boobs. He hugged me, my boobs pressed against his chest. I wrapped my hands around his neck. “Are you ready for real making love?” He asked me gently. I looked into his eyes. There was no lust but only love.

“I’ll make it special,” Jimin said again. His lips touched mine. He pecked me.

“Jimin, I’m so scared. I’m not ready,” I told him honestly. I was worried I would hurt his man’s pride.

“You don’t want me because I have ugly bruises on my face?” He asked me, disappointed.

“No. It’s not like that...” I kissed his lips to calm him down.

“You’re still damn handsome and attractive. I’m just... not ready for real feeling. You seem serious want to make love with me, but as you know, I’m not ready. I’m scared I’ll hurt you because you think this is serious business, not just some random sex.” I told him softly.

“But we did it before,” Jimin caressed my back slowly. We savoured the softness of each other's bodies by stroking our backs.

“But it is still different. I really dowant to make love with you when I’m ready and with my real feeling,” I said, kissing his cheek.

Jimin smooched my lips. “So, not tonight?”

I nodded, feeling so bad. “I’m so sorry, oppa.”

“Oppa? Wow. You know how to calm me down,” he giggled.

I smiled at him. I pecked his lips. I knew he was suffering because his cock was hard as rock already.

“I can help you to finish your needs,”

“Help me then.” Jimin answered me.

The next 20 minutes, all I had to do was just giving him a blowjob. I helped him reaching his orgasm and Jimin squirted his sperm in my mouth. At least, Jimin could sleep peacefully without having a boner. Jimin asked me to cuddle with him after that. I wanted to wear my bra and shirt again, but Jimin stopped me. He said he wanted to cuddle with me naked. “Jimin, please no.” I said with my puppy eyes.

“Come on, I want to feel your body heat.” Jimin made me lying down beside him without wearing my shirt, except my panties.

He wrapped both of us with blanket. Jimin hugged me and kissed my nape. He locked his legs with mine. I didn’t know what to do, just followed his order. “If my bruises start to heal, I want to bring you to my family,” Jimin said seriously.

I faced him. “Jimin, it’s really too fast.” I told him in serious tone.

“I know. But you need different atmosphere around you. I think this is not healthy for you if you come to our campus tomorrow. So, I want you to break, you’ll take a rest with me, in here for meantime while I’m waiting for my handsome face back to normal,” Jimin replied me playfully, smiling at me.

“But I’m worried your family won’t like me,”

“I told them about you, actually. I called my mom everyday just to share a simple story about your news. I informed her about you, everything, except that you’re my best friend’s ex-girlfriend. She said she’s excited to meet you,” Jimin caressed my cheek, giving me a gentle kiss on my forehead.

“Really, you did that?” I asked him in disbelief. Suddenly, he made me feel more special.

He nodded, making sure what he said was indeed true.

“So, you want to go with me?” Jimin asked me, serious. His gaze was penetrating me, my heart, my body, my brain. He got this strong magnet to pull me off coming closer to him.

“Okay.” I answered him finally. I gave up. Jimin’s charm was just too strong. I couldn’t say no.

“But promise, we’re not going tomorrow.” I told him clearly.

“Yes, not tomorrow. Don’t worry,” Jimin pecked my lips.

“We’re going to Busan, have fun, eat my mom’s foods. I can’t wait to introduce you with my dad, my mom, my younger brother.” He said, feeling so excited.

“How can we go there?” I asked him.

“By train. I won’t call my driver because it’s not romantic. I want both of us experiencing something different in the beginning of this relationship,”

“But... we’re not official yet,” I reminded him.

“I got it. I mean, this new relationship to get to know each others deeper.”

I nodded understand. “What if your dad hates me?”

He chuckled. He sounded so cute. I saw his dimple. “Trust me, he will like you.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yeah, I’m sure 100%.” Jimin assured me.



It had been 3 days Jimin stayed with me. His bruises on his face started to disappear. Arnica ointment helped him a lot. Jimin really devoted himself to me. He focused on me, only. He really did a lot. So, the only thing I could do to repay him was following everything he said. In 3 days, I was really trying hard no to lose control in everytime Jimin approached me closer. He smelled very good, man’s fragrance, so manly. In the night, he chose to sleep shirtless, only wearing his briefs. And then he always hugged me, protecting me from the cold, rubbing my back, caressing my hair, kissing my lips. It was really difficult to hold your hormone when there’s a hot guy did it in every night, sleeping beside you. And I blamed myself not to accept his invitation to fuck him. Oh, wait! What did I say? Fuck him? No, because he asked me to make love with him. It was a lot more difficult than what people could think. My feeling toward Jimin was just starting to build up. We already did many intimate moments, but I just started to get more serious and open up. I was still scared if my relationship with Taehyung would be repeated with Jimin. No one could give any guarantee if I would be alright. It was just too fast.

“Babe....” Jimin called me loudly from my bedroom.

Today was the day we’re going to Busan. I was nervous to visit Jimin’s family.

“Busy.” I answered him while still busy doing the laundry. I had to arrange clean clothes before we go. Jimin already bought two tickets for me and him. But I was not sure my mental was ready to go to Busan.

I felt someone just hugged me from behind. Jimin kissed my shoulder.

“I’m calling you,” he said.

“I know. But I’m doing the laundry.” I answered him.

“Tell me, are you nervous?”

I stopped. I sighed. I turned around to see him. “It’s obvious, yes.”

Jimin smiled, showing off his eyesmile. “You think my family will hate you?”

I nodded. Jimin hugged me again and he kissed my top head. “Don’t you trust me?”

I nodded again. “I do.”

“And you believe me if my family will like you then.”

I looked up. Jimin’s eyes didn’t lie. And then I hugged him tightly. I leaned in, listening to his heartbeat. “Okay. But I’m so afraid,”

“Why?” Jimin caressed my back.

“Because you are too perfect for me. That’s really my concern why I can’t accept your love just like that. I’m not perfect girl for you. I’m afraid I’m not good enough for you. And you already want to bring me to your family,” I told him honestly.

“Too perfect? Nah, I’m not perfect. I have a lot of flaws,”

“Jimin...”

Jimin released me. “Can we stop discussing about useless thing?”

“I’m so serious,”

“And I’m more than serious. We should stop talking about this, because I feel you perfect for me, you give me a chance, we want to re-start it again, and we agree to deal with this. Don’t think too much.” Jimin cupped my face. He kissed me softly on the lips. He tried to relax me, to dismiss my fears, and successfully made me blown away as usual. He’s really a great kisser.

Jimin’s lips felt moist, wet, soft, he tasted sweet, he really had kissable lips. I had never regret if I kissed him in my life. Jimin deepened his kiss slowly. He lifted me up, I quickly wrapped my legs around his waist. I rubbed his nape, my fingers played with the tip of his hair just like usual.
Jimin brought me to the kitchen bar. He put me on the counter. It felt like Dejavu. Our kiss was so intense. Dammit!

What if I lost control? Oh, no. His lips... shit! Why do you feel so tasty, Park Jimin?

I couldn’t help not to scream inside my head. Damn this corrupted brain! I was so freaking sexually frustrated. Jimin released me to take a breath. I smooched him back. I bit his lower lip and he groaned. “Ugh, finally...” Jimin smiled against my lips. Jimin had been waiting for me biting his lower lips because I didn’t brave enough before but today, the story was different.

Our wet, passionate kiss had to stop when suddenly I heard my cell phone was ringing loudly.
Jimin refused to stop but I released him immediately. I tried to pull out the cell phone from my pocket shorts, but Jimin didn’t help at all. He kissed my neck and bit my skin.

“Oppa, hhngg... please stop.” I tried not to moan.

Jimin put aside my long hair fully and he kissed my neck roughly. He buried his head into the crook of my neck, licked it and bit my skin again.

I pulled out my cell phone without checking the caller ID.

“Hello?”

“Jung ________.”

I was surprised. This very familiar voice again.

“Kim Taehyung.”

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