Rain drops

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I sat on my bed surrounded by crumbled wrappers of chocolate bars and crushed cans of soda. My face was swollen from the previous night because I had a little too much of spicy food, I loved spice but I didn't know when to stop.

My eyes trailed over to the foggy window, small trails of water running down as soon as they landed. I smiled and took a deep breath, I loved rainy days.

It made me realise that I'm not the only one who's feeling gloomy today. It was that time of the month and it was really hard coping with it because I had really bad cramps.

I had multiple heating pads placed over my small pooch to keep them better. Feeling way too devastated,I failed to  notice the pain I was receiving.

I still worried about him, although I haven't heard from him since two days. I know two days isn't much but I had heard nothing from him, not even yoongi. I really have to find out what's the relationship between them because I feel like these two aren't that close.

Chewing over my bottom lip I cautiously stood up dodging the mess I made in totall of 2 hours and skipped my way over to my window. My hands softly layed on the window while my eyes looked over to his door.

I remember the first house party he kept, not gonna lie it was one heck of a party but it was embarrassing too. A chuckle cracked my gloomy mood and eased me but not that much.

I still wondered if he was feeling too lonely or maybe he was just taking a simple rest, whatever it was I wanted to see him so bad. I wanted to hug jimin close to my chest just to keep him warm. These feelings were strange, I hadn't felt them since Mickey.

But I was afraid to confront them because what if jimin is the same as Mickey?. I had to be careful, but at the same time it's hard for me to fall in love with someone only to end in a heart break from either sides.

I didn't want that with jimin. He was a playful and a nice guy from what I had noticed, I want to know him more.

I just can't find the right time.

I didn't even know if he did relationships, so my mind wandered to different scenarios in matter of seconds.

My phone buzzed breaking me out of trance. I quickly rushed over to see who it was or rather to see it was him, but it was another youtube notification trolling me again.

I groaned in misery, the cramps becoming even more painful as I fell onto my bed with a thud. I was tired and I wanted to sleep but I couldn't sleep. I wanted to clear my mind but I couldn't so it annoyed me and encouraged me to eat even more.

It wasn't fair because summer was coming and I had to look my best, but looking at my condition I don't think I'm in the mood to even be thinking about that.

Several thuds were heard louder than the rest of rain hitting my window, it must've been a hail storm because I was starting to hear some really loud knocks on my window and then they suddenly stopped.

Feeling really tired I didn't even care to investigate the noise and closed my eyes listening to the soft thuds of the rain.

Smiling into the soft covers of my sheets I rolled over to my back hitting my leg on something. My face twisted in confusion, opening my eyes only to let out a huge shriek.

Jimin's face sourly winced at my huge shriek and brought his hands up to his ears, "damn women, calm down I'm not a ghost", he quickly brought his hands over to my shoulders holding me in place.

I sighed closing my eyes, I was expecting a message but definitely not this. Without any hesitation I lunged forward enveloping him in my arms, bringing him close to me.

"I missed you", I blurted out before thinking too much about it. I genuinely meant it but I hated the fact that I could literally see his smirk even though he was facing the other way.

His lips widened over hearing my response and softly kissed my neck in a welcoming manner. His arms holding me in place he noticed way too fast what condition I was in. Dating girls not only he got to see their bed heads but he also got to know what things they go through.

He felt kind of bad but it was honestly the girl's fault, what could he say? No one could resist his charms.

I pulled away and looked at him dearly. "Are you okay? What are you doing here? Shouldn't you be somewhere you could be safe?", My eyes searched his face noticing a few scars here and there but not something to be worried about.

Jimin chukled slightly and tucked in a strand of my hair "don't worry princess, prince charming is doing fine", He smirked seeing me rolling my eyes to the very back of my head.

This boy can never be serious but I was glad to hear his bubbly response. Being too emerged in my feelings I failed to notice that my room wasn't in any condition to be seen so panicking I pushed him to a corner "I'm sorry, I didn't know you were coming!, I'm so sorry", I started to gather the stuff up dusting my bed sheets in the process and quickly began to dump them in the bin.

Jimin's eyes carefully studied my weak figure before coming forward and forcing me to sit. "Its okay, it's probably gonna stay like this for the rest of your life", He ignored my glare and continued "but atleast take care of yourself first, can't you see? You literally look so weak"

He sighed and climbed over to the bed with me and gently forced me to lay close in his arms. My cheeks flushed red instantly and my eyes fluttered close in anticipation. Opening my eyes after hearing a soft chuckle I looked over to him looking at me with the same gaze he had on that Saturday morning.

But this time a bit softer, if not he looked at me with the same gaze I looked at him when he fainted. He looked devastated just like me.

He leaned forward and placed a gentle kiss on my forehead and pulled me close to his chest. Both of our heartbeats synced with the same rhythm.

It made me feel giddy, butterflies in my stomach all that love story shit. Damn now I really think I'm in a love story. His hands slowly circled behind my back comforting me in a way I thought it couldn't be done.

We layed there in silence, intact afraid to say things that might mess up our position.

My head was gently layed on his chest while he continued to play with my hair, occasionally kissing my forehead time to time.

His soft breathing, soft touches and the faint sound of his heartbeat caused my mind to enter a deep slumber before I could even stop it.

I wish this could last forever, I wish he could've stayed a bit longer but the moment I heard shuffling next to me, I was too afraid to even open my eyes only to see him gone.

What was wrong with me?

A soft buzz of my phone woke me up. The first thing I did was to look around–
Ofcourse he would be gone. My eyes trailed back to my phone and reached it to see the caller ID.

Kim namjoon.

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