Jealous - pjm

15 - Confused

You breathe a silent sigh of relief when you hear your ringtone from the other side of the room.

Thank goodness you left that thing on the charger this morning.

"She left her phone?" Jimin picks it up off the nightstand, inspecting it, before falling onto the bed and staring up at the ceiling.

"Where the hell are you y/n?" He whispers to himself.

The concern in his voice causes your heart to ache. How do you get out of this situation? You don't want him to worry anymore.

"Come back to me." He sighs.

Oh no. Your heart.

Not wanting to continue waiting like this for another hour, you think fast, reaching your hand into Taehyung's back pocket.

He tenses as you unintentionally grope his ass, and squeezes your arm as a warning.

This poor boy.

You find what you were looking for, and wave his phone in front of his face.

He looks at you, confused and not quite catching on.

You wait for him to unlock his screen but he hesitates.

"Look away."  He mouths and you roll your eyes, but do as instructed.

After a few moments he hands it back to you and you quickly open his messages, finding your contact and typing up a quick message.

Hey, I'm outside. Can we talk?

You send the message and wait to hear your phone go off. Hopefully he takes the bait.

Taehyung eyes you suspiciously, but you don't notice.

Outside, you hear movement.

Good. He must've read it.

"You've got to be kidding me." His voice is laced with annoyance as he runs his hands through his hair in frustration and gets up from the bed, storming out of the room to find you.

You wait a few moments after hearing the door click shut before sliding open the closet door and pushing Taehyung towards the exit.

"Go out the side stairwell hurry." Your mind is completely focused on getting him out of here unnoticed.

"You're not coming with me?" He stops and turns around to face you.

Is he stupid? After all of this fuss, he still thinks you'd leave with him?

But looking up into his eyes, your anger dissolves. He cares about you, you remember.

Taking one deep breath, you place your hand over his chest.

"Tae, please go. I already have a flight home and I don't want to cause unnecessary stress for anyone else."

His expression shifts at anyone else, knowing you mean Jimin—that you're worried about Jimin.

He looks at you, debating whether it's worth the argument right now, but gives up when you mutter a soft "Please?"

"Text me when you get back?"

You nod in agreement. "Now go! Hurry." You again push him towards the door, opening it for him.

Before you can react properly, he spins around and places a gentle kiss on your cheek.

"Think about what I said, okay?"

You look up at him in shock but quickly avert your eyes feeling yourself blush from this small action.