Hush [Semi-Active]

Ch. 11

You paused your movie, The Kissing Booth, to look at your text. Hoping it was from Jimin. Yesterday was magical for you. Even if it was just both of you admitting you liked each other and him holding you by the waist, it was magical. Your heart still fluttered by it and even by the small kiss he left on your cheek when he walked you to your apartment last night. You could still feel it.

You received a text from a new unknown number. Becoming angry, you tap on it and prepare to send a harsh message but you stop. A photo loads. You tap on it and to your surprise, it shows you and Jimin walking, his hand around your waist. You widened your eyes and sat upright. What the fuck? Who the hell is this person? Your Thursday afternoon was beginning to feel like it wouldn't go well.

xxxx - xxxx
< Why was he holding you like that?
Read at 15:43

You furiously tap at your keyboard.

You
Who the fuck are you and why the hell are you stalking me!? >
Sent at 15:47

xxxx-xxxx
< Why was he holding you like that Ji Eun?!
Read at 15:47

You
Stop texting this number you creep! >
Sent at 15:48

You block the number and then stare at the photo. This was taken somewhere behind you guys. Who could it be? Fear crawls up your spine and look around you. Does this place have hidden cameras? You shuttered and then decide to text Jimin.

You
Oppa can I visit you? >
Sent at 15:51

Without waiting for a reply, you get up from your sofa and head for your bedroom to change into better, cleaner clothes. You slip on a pair of black leggings, then put on a black tank top and a button up sky blue and white plaid shirt. You slip on black ankle puma socks and nod your head at your reflection.

"Perfect." You smile then tie your hair up into a high ponytail. Grabbing your phone and reading his text.

Jimin
< Of course. Doors unlocked so just come in.
Read at 15:56

You smile in victory and put your gray slip ons and head out of your apartment. Locking it and heading down the hall to your left. As you looked down at your phone you bump into Jung Kook.

"Sorry about that." You look up and bow.

"It's okay." Jung Kook assures. "Where you heading?" He was happy to see you and his voice was light. You totally forgot about him and have never really bothered to say hello to him. Not once did you even gift him anything. Realizing that you internally scold yourself and then smile at him.

"Oh I'm going to visit Jimin for a while." You reply. You notice Jung Kook wearing a black hoodie and black jeans. "What about you?"

His expression changes. His eyes seemed to darken a little and you couldn't tell why.

"I'm going out. For a jog." His voice low.

"Oh, okay. Have fun and be safe."

"Thanks Noona."

He turns his heels and walks off. You were confused and wondered why his demeanor changed so suddenly. You put your palm to your forehead and groan.

"I was going to ask if he knew how to reveal a hidden number." You contort your face then wave it off. "I'll just ask Jimin." You turn around and then look back. Confused as to why Jung Kook would wear those for a jog. No one wears jeans when they go for a run. You shrug it off then continue down the hall, last door to the right. Your hand on the doorknob as you knock and then enter. Jimin's apartment was clean as usual and smelled like fresh oranges and a hint of lemon. Why it smelled like food you never knew.