Love Is Bound ‖ ✓

chapter 21

"What was that about?"

Y/n asks stumbling on her steps while the blonde pushes her into his room. "Why are you running away?" Jimin furrows his eyebrows after he has locked the door. "I'm right here Jiminie", the girl mumbles tolled on alcohol.

He pinches the bridge of his nose, sighing heavily at her non sense. "You're running away from me? Why are you ignoring me?" Jimin finally says, careful with the tone he used. Because clearly shouting and yelling will not do any good to him nor the drunken situation.

"I could say the same", the brunette scoffs, undoing the buckles of her stilettos. "What do you mean?" Jimin cards his fingers from his hair heaving a breath that he had been holding for so long. "Don't think I'm someone so blind. I know Minseo and you have a thing going on."

"Just say that you like her, why do you want to drag our non-existent relationship longer when it is going no where. You know keeping me waiting, is just another shit. It may be nothing for you but for me each second is agonizing. In hopes that maybe someday, you and I are going to be a thing. But you know better, we are not. It's easy Jimin, just say 'y/n let's fucking end this and-' "

Jimin presses his lips on hers. Anything to get the brunette to stop from saying those unimaginably, hurtful words. He moves towards a corner trapping her between the wall.

He fiercely pushes her shoulders against the wall while pressing his body on hers. A surprise moan escapes the brunette's lips when the other squeezes her waist and spins her around. That one thing made the dead butterflies in her stomach go in a frenzy.

Jimin blindly directed towards his bed before y/n trips over, laying down on the mattress. One of Jimin's hand caressed her thigh, slowly travelling north underneath her satin top. His callused hand made her body arch a bit at the subtle touch.

A sudden urge of impulse makes y/n pull the other closer by his collar. Jimin feels her bony fingers working on his buttons, that's when he takes his cue to stop. "Do you still think the same?" Jimin mumbles against her lips. Darkness growing in his eyes the longer he stays this close to the brunette.

"I do..." y/n sits straight the moment Jimin rose from the bed. "Why won't you touch me in ways you want to? Why do you stop? What is stopping you, I know I want my first time with you." The brunette says in one breath, kneeling on the bed with her fingers tugging on his shirt.

Jimin is shocked for the millionth time that night, to be honest. First, she comes off to the party dressing all so sexy and it's not even for him. Second, she blurts out anything and everything that's been on her mind for days with great honesty. And now, this sudden drunk confession. Lingering kisses, seducing touch.

It is getting unbearable by each prolonging seconds. "Y/n you are wasted. We both know you want your first time to be with someone special. Don't make hasty decisions just because your body is in a traitorous chance." Jimin holds her wrists to stop her actions. "Don't make this hard for me than it already is-"

"However much I try, I cannot be your special someone. The more I try, the more I am being sucked into this quicksand, named after my parents." He whispers to himself.

"Ugh Chim~ get this off me!" Y/n whines pulling the thin straps of her top. "Oh y/n y/n y/n wait, stop!" Jimin accidentally hovers her. "You are so handsome Chimchim that I just want to kiss you so hard and never let go." She smiles ridiculously.

Something about that made the blonde shy away, the prominent red rushed to his cheeks. "You're so drunk, bun. So drunk." He chuckles. "Ah it's hot, get this stupid skirt off me~" She whined.

Jimin could only let out a chortle at her abundant cuteness.

| Next Morning, 08:30 A.M.

Y/n tosses to her side with half lidded eyes and smiles at a pleasant scent tingling her nostrils. She snuggles to the source, the soft blankets. Sunlight filters through the chiffon curtains into the room. 'Chiffon drapes? Wait this is not my room?' She pops out of the bed.

"These aren't my clothes either." She walks in circles, panicking as if the world is about to end. "Aah-" a yelp stutters out of her lips when she trips over a laundry bag. "Dude are you okay?" She hears from the other side of the door.

"Someone's outside. Oh my God, what am I going to do?" she whispers to herself. "Morning sunshine!" No way, she must be dreaming. A view this good, are really, truly always visionary. "Jimin?", she let her eyes wander over his body. His sweats hanging low on his waist providing a good two seconds of his abs.

"I think you're enjoying your stay a little too much", he says amused by the way y/n tried to shift her gaze back to his face but failing incredulously as it slithers down to his abdomen.

"Y-Yeah- No! Wha-"

"You look mine in those", the blonde teases her pointing at his shirt and sweats that she is wearing. "Huh?" Y/n acts dumb, feeling a familiar flame creeping across her face. "Nothing!" He suspends his hands in air on his part of defence.

Y/n rolls her eyes. "Do you realise your roommate is outside?" "-and?" Jimin shrugs as if it is nothing. "What do mean 'and?' " Y/n almost yells. "You said my roommate is outside, and? Didn't I promise you, y/n, no more hiding. That's what's going to happen from now on. Get that inside your thick head, whether you want that or not."

To assume the other's speechlessness as shock or surprise would only be categorised as stupidity. She feels a familiar warmth tickle her insides. "So- okay wow", y/n hugs him. Not caring if the blonde is suffocating right now. She could not care less.

"So um let's go..." Jimin says putting on a shirt. Y/n grabs her clothes and there she is walking behind Jimin, peeping from the side as she feels the need to. "Morning Kook!" Th blonde chirped.

"Good Morning Jimin...and y/n? Hey!" Jungkook furrows his eyebrows in confusion though tosses it away with a delighted smile. "You guys want breakfast? Just made them."

"Oh maybe later y/n wants to leave", Jimin wraps his arms around her shoulder as if nothing abnormal is actually happening around. "Bye", y/n merely whispers.

"I swear to god Chim, I don't want to run into someone, like that ever again!" She grisly pointed at him while climbing the stairs. "No promises", he shrugs. Slight amusement lingering on his lips, still. A little longer than necessary.

"So, I guess I will see you later?" Y/n sucks in a sharp breath and turns to open the door. Right then, Jimin holds her wrist and kisses her. It is such a co-incidence their lips fit perfectly without even trying. Like that one lost piece of puzzle which just made sense after achieving it's righteous place.

On an instinct, y/n's fingers find it's respective place, lacing with his golden threads. The blonde secures his hands on the dips of her hip. Caressing it with his thumb. It is slow, rhythmic as if nothing on earth can make them part.

It is as if they create a whole new universe and get lost in it. Fuck that, they are each other's universe. It is then a wave of déjà vu hit the brunette till Jimin detaches their lips taking her breath away.

"I'll see you later!"

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