You Were My Love

Scene 132 - Swirling

Dear beloved readers,

well, this took a while ... :o/

I missed you! </3

Thinking time is over for Jimin...

                

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Jimin closed his eyes the tightest he could on the painful scene.

They burnt and ached with how hard he was trying to hold back his tears.

Something heavy and rough weighed down on his left shoulder.

He jumped a little at the unwelcome touch and his eyes snapped open again.

His nose was assaulted by the strong odor of mixed sweat and cheap cologne.

He beheld the bulky guy in a dark gray tank top who had grabbed his arm.

Jimin couldn't help but notice how his parted hair was un-stylishly shiny form his hair cream and bodily fluid.

There was some more unpleasant surprises as he started speaking – voice hoarse and grating, uttering a bad pick up line.

"Hello, angel! Did you fall from Heaven?"

And Jimin was too taken aback and uncomfortable at the groping to know what to say.

Except he actually didn't have to think about it as another smooth voice rose above the din of the club.

Jimin's eyes down slowly moved to the other insufferable part of the night.

Only for his head to whip up and his eyes to widen at the words that were spoken.

Despite the smile that was still plastered on his face, Jeon Jungkook's tone was un-concessional as he kindly yet firmly detached the lewd girl away from him.

"I don't know what you're up to, Miss, but I'm not interested. My heart and soul lie with the perfect cutie over there," he went on, eyes on Jimin the second the final "s" of "Miss" was out.

If looks could kill, Mr. Jeon would have been stabbed dead on the spot.

The lady in the sexy red dress shot Jungkook a thousand daggers as she stomped ungracefully away.

She mumbled strings of insults while shoving the sniggering audience away and disappeared from the club altogether, missing the way the dancer's cheeks blushed with a cute rosy hue.

Jimin felt a rush of warmth spread through him.

The words he'd heard.

The doe eyes lingering on him.

Why was he even reacting like this?

It was just a couple of words and some look.

But his chest was overflowing with waves of butterflies.

What was that guy doing to him?

He seemed so fearless...

Jungkook then walked to the bulky guy, his eyes still riveted onto the new model.

"Hello again, cutie!" he smiled brightly with a wink at a blushing Jimin.

Then suddenly his aura totally switched as his gaze shifted to the muscular bloke.

The temperature around them seemed to drop by twenty degrees all of a sudden.

Jungkook's cocky expression had turned to murderous stares.