All In PJM 🔞

XLII♦️

Shit. That's how I'm feeling right now. Like utter shit. Especially after having to pay my cab driver a premium rate seeing as it's past midnight on what is now a public holiday.

After Jungkook was forced to call me and apologise after the last temper tantrum he threw, I thought we were past the petty arguments and the snide comments. Apparently I could not be more wrong. The comments and snide remarks he made tonight were just plain spiteful and something you would expect from a child not getting their own way, not someone you consider to be a close friend and brother.

And as much as the things he said hurt, they are currently the least of my problems. I just wish Jimin would understand how important it is to me to have a name for myself, A career that Made off of my own determination and hard work. As much as I understand that he wants to make it known to everybody that I am his and he is mine, I'm not ready for the consequences just yet.

Thinking of everything that transpired this evening, I mindlessly removed my gown. Feeling far too defeated to even pick up to put in the hamper, I just kick it in that direction instead and pull on my large T-shirt that I like to sleep in when I'm feeling sorry for myself.

Switching off my phone and throwing it onto my nightstand I climb under the covers, shivering slightly as the cool fabric hits my bare legs before I curl up in a ball facing the window. Watching the snow fall through the cracks in my blinds, I take a deep breath, wishing Jimin was here right now as I let my eyes drift closed.

Hearing a car door shutting outside my eyes shoot open, anticipation bubbling inside of me as I hope my wish has come true, and that Jimin has decided to come after all.

Keeping my eyes on the window, I hear footsteps making their way up my staircase before my bedroom door creaks open.

Hearing the figure sigh before I feel a jacket being thrown on the bed, the mattress dips as he climbs in behind me and throws his arm over my waist to pull me into his chest.

"Tell me what happened, gorgeous."

"Tae, am I wrong for choosing not to be open about my relationship?" I sigh, sinking into him as he rests his chin on my shoulder.

"Is that what this is about? Did he say something?" He asks, pulling me so that I'm now on my back looking up at him.

"We had an argument. Well actually, he argued. I just stood there."

"When did that happen?" He frowns whilst brushing my hair away from my face.

"After he dragged me into the bathroom and bent me over the sink." I tell him, hiding my smirk through my pursed lips.

"Oh you dirty girl!" He laughs shoving me playfully. "But seriously Y/N, what did you argue about? You've only just become official. What is there to fight about?"

"Like I said, me wanting to keep our relationship under wraps. He wants to yell it from the highest mountain and I just want to keep my job."

"So what if you lose your job?" He shrugs, making me frown. "You have a mega rich boyfriend now, you don't need a job."

"So you think the same as Jungkook then? I'm just with him for his money?!" I grit, sitting up straight to glare at him.

"Woah!" He says, lifting his hands in defence. "That's not even close to what I meant. Don't forget I know about your finances too."

"Me and what I have is nobody's business Taehyung. I made sure of that a long time ago."

"I know that. I'm the only one that knows that! So why the hell would I think you were with someone for their money?"

"Because that's what everybody thinks! Can't I just be with him because I like to be around him? Because he makes me feel safe and beautiful? Because he makes me smile more than any man has been able to?"

"And that's why you should tell people Y/N! Did you not notice the pride in his tone when he told the rest of the guys? He's absolutely smitten! Now come back here and stop fucking crying!" Grabbing my arm he pulls me into his chest, wiping away the tears I was unaware I had shed. "If you tell Namjoon I made you cry again I'm kicking your ass!"

"Sorry." I mumble into his chest, feeling it rise when he takes a deep breath. "It's just that JK said some pretty mean things and I've been hearing it so much lately that I'm actually starting to believe they're right."

"What did he say?" He asks, pushing me away by my shoulders to look at me. "And don't sugarcoat it. I want you to tell me his exact words."

"It's all a bit of a blur to be honest." I sigh before continuing. "But it was basically that I wouldn't sleep with him because he's too poor for me and that I'm a gold digger."

"That piece of shit!"

"Oh it gets worse." I chuckle. "You remember when Joon threw down the bet for us? Well I heard Kook make a comment about that not being enough to get me to suck Joons dick. And then when Jimin threw the money down-"

"I've heard enough." He growls as he jumps from the bed. "Jimin's downstairs, I'm sending him up. I'll be back in a minute."

"What?! Where are you going?" I ask him, standing from the bed as he throws his jacket back on.

"Don't you worry." He tells me as he kisses my forehead. "Fix things with your boyfriend, I'm just going to take care of something."

"Tae don't do anything stupid!" I yell, following him out of my bedroom, stopping dead in my tracks when I see Jimin leaning against the wall in the hallway.

Still staring at each other when we hear my front door close, I swallow the lump in my throat when he pushes himself off of the wall.

"How long have you been standing there?" I whisper, dropping my gaze to the floor.

"Long enough." He responds, charging at me and smashing his lips onto mine making me stumble back into my bedroom as he kicks the door closed behind us.

Just one more day at work, then 28 off. Counting down the hours.