Full House PJM 🔞

IX♥️

Triple update today of chapter 8,9 and 10 so please read in order.

As expected Jimin didn't make it home that night. After walking home, Y/N didn't find her mind any clearer. The love of her life and her future husband was letting her down. The past week between their heartfelt conversation and Valentine's Day had been perfect. He was only playing in local tournaments like promised, but after the way he ran out and literally left her out in the cold last night just proved that her talking to him like a reasonable adult had fallen on deaf ears.

She had taken Tae's advice and called Sarah and Haven, asking them to come over so that they could chat, get a female's perspective. Two women that didn't know their poker from their solitaire to give an outsider's opinion. But in all fairness, Y/N just really needed someone to tell her exactly what to do.

As she waited for them to arrive, she had the chef prepare some light snacks. With Sarah being pregnant yet again, she was sure that would be the first thing she would ask for, so Y/N thought it would be better to be prepared ahead of time.

Settling down on the sofa with Cleo, Y/N was also waiting on someone else. Jimin. He had only texted her once to let her know that he had arrived at Atlantic City, since then it was radio silence. Until he finally called.

"Hello?"

"Hey beautiful." She could hear Jimin yawning as soon as he spoke, causing her to roll her eyes knowing that he had more than likely been up all night. "Switch to video, I want to see you."

Sighing as she did as he asked, she struggled to keep her frown at bay as she watched him shifting around in his bed sheets.

"Jimin, It's two in the afternoon. Why are you still in bed?"

"I didn't get to the room till 8am." He yawned again. "It was a fun night though. It was good seeing everyone again."

"Well I'm glad you had fun."

"Yeah." He sighed. "What did you do last night?"

"Seriously? Jimin! My fiance left me at a restaurant meaning I had to walk home in the snow! What do you mean what did I do last night?! Did you just block out the entire portion of it with which you were with me?!"

Raising his eyebrows as she went on her tirade, he didn't see what the big deal was. He thought she understood how badly he wanted to play in the game last night. But obviously by her shouting, he was very wrong.

"Woah baby! You said I could go."

"I said the complete opposite!" She screamed. "Do you not see that what you did last night was wrong?"

"I'll make it up to you. I promise." Frowning as he watched her swipe away a stray stressful tear that had escaped her eyes, he felt nothing but guilt. "How about when I get home tonight, we have a do over? You could cook our favourite meal and we can have our own Valentine's Day, nothing that has to do with a man getting executed. Our own day of love, February 15th."

"You're definitely coming home?" She sniffles, wiping her eyes as he nods at her.

"I'll be home by 8, we're having one last farewell cash game in an hour and then I'll drive straight home. I promise. But baby please don't cry. It's killing me."

"I just feel so sad lately." She pouts. Not the type to pout, but at this moment it was very justified.

"I know, baby. I'll be there, I promise. Just make sure you're ready for me by eight. And wear something sexy."

"Okay." She laughs through her tears, watching him wiggling his eyebrows through the screen. "I better go, Sarah and Haven are stopping by."

"Okay baby, rub Sarah's belly for good luck for me."

"She's pregnant Jimin, not a Buddah." Y/N laughs, looking up as the panel on the wall rings. "I gotta go, they're here."

"I'll see you at eight beautiful. And remember, wear something sexy."

"I will!" Y/N laughs again. "I love you."

"I love you more."

Watching as Jimin sends air kisses through the screen, Y/N presses the button on the panel to open the gates before walking to the door to open it for her two girl friends.

Spending the next three hours talking about everything with an unbiased audience finally helped clear some things up for Y/N. She explained everything she had been feeling, the way Jimin was acting and all of her worries.

Haven believed her feelings to just be pre wedding jitters, whilst Sarah was ready to shoot the man with the gun she didn't even own. But they both agreed on one thing, Y/N had to stop bottling it up, because when you bottle something up, all the pressure will eventually cause the bottle to explode, and that is never pretty and is always messy.

They explained that if she felt the need to scream and shout, stomp her feet and throw things to get her point across, then so be it. But she needed to be sure he heard her loud and clear. She was no longer going to be putting up with his selfish behaviour.

As promised she slipped into something sexy whilst she waited for their romantic dinner to be ready in the oven, opting to go with a lace teddy, sheer black stockings and a whole lot of nothing else. She knew Jimin's taste and when he mentioned sexy, he meant lingerie.

Setting the table for exactly 8pm, she quickly lit the candles before skipping into the foyer, awaiting her date. She was excited for his reaction. She had put a lot more effort into her hair and makeup, knowing that if the evening did end up in a screaming match, she at least wanted to look good doing it.

Standing patiently in the hall as the clock in the dining room chimed, she grinned in excitement knowing that he would be walking through the door any minute now, most probably instantly sweeping her off of her feet and completely bypassing the food she had prepared. The thought of it already had her core tingling.

Any minute now...

8:15pm

Any minute now...

9:00pm...9:26pm...10:03pm...

"Baby? The game is getting a little out of hand, I don't think I'll make it home tonight. You understand, right?"

A storm of glass and china swirled through the air.

She understood perfectly.