Leave before you love me

you've gotten yourself into trouble

it 7 p.m. and the first guests enter, Jimin greets them. He had hired a DJ for the evening and his bodyguards were handing out drinks.

Also after a while Namjoon walked in with a few girls. "Hey Joonie!"

"Hey Jim, is she here yet?"

"No, not yet. But she's coming!"

"Are you sure?" Said Namjoon doubtfully. "Enjoy your own party instead of waiting at the door for her to come."

"She'll come, I'm sure of it. If she doesn't come it means she has already fallen for me."

But yes, an hour late. But she was there. A black, basic dress. One hand above the knee. If she put her hand up, it might have been two. But still how basic it was she shone in it.

"Hey, I'm glad you're here." He said in a charming voice.

"Wooo, your house is huge." Said Haeun as she observed the house.

Jimin chuckled: "come, I'll put your handbag in the dressing room."

She handed over her bag and walked around a bit further to see who all was there. No familiar faces.

Jimin put his hand on her shoulder. "I'll get you a drink."

She stepped with him to the bar.

"What would you like to drink?"

"Just water is fine." She replied.

"You go to a party and order water?" Said Jimin while chuckling looking into her eyes but Haeun remained serious. "Come on, it's not like you're going to a party every day! Go crazy. Have you ever drunk alcohol before?"

"No I prefer to stay clear." She replied.

"Well then this is going to be the time you try alcohol for the first time." Said he with a gleam on his face.

"But I don't know how I react to alcohol."

"You'll find out later anyway." He said, winking at her and making a cocktail.

She was allowed to be as drunk as she could be. He didn't care. He just didn't want her to blackout or he'd be in deep trouble. This was his last chance to win her heart. If she was going to forget everything what was going to happen then his last chance was lost.

*Haeun pov :

He handed you the drink and walked together to the huge sofa and sat down with some of Jimin's friends. You were fairly quiet because you had no idea what they were talking about, you weren't exactly trying your best to understand either.

Jimin turned to you to give her his full attention. "Aren't you going to drink from it?" Said he teasingly.

"It smells foul!" Haeun looked like a four-year-old when she said that which made Jimin laugh.

"Just try it now babygirl." Jimin said.

You resentfully took a small sip of it. You tried to hide the foul taste. It was even worse than eating a lemon with peel and all. How hard you tried to put the disgust away, Jimin saw it. He started to cough : "You should see your face!"

"Pfff, why do people want to drink this anyway..." you snarled, "it tastes so nasty!"

"It's just because you've never drunk it before. If you drink it more the taste does get better."

A girl sitting between Namjoon's arms in the sofa heard you talking. "What, you've never drunk before? Wooo sissy!"

Your anger boiled and before you wanted to yell at that girl Jimin interrupted you. "And what are you meddling with? Doesn't Namjoonie give you enough attention?" Jimin said with a pouty lip. "By the way, it's very attractive when a woman is very innocent but mischievous enough to go along with your games." He looked back at Haeun and a smirk appeared on his face.

It took a few minutes until it dawned on you.

WAIT WHAT!? Me? Playing along with his games? Sorry did I miss a chapter? Since when?

"Want to get a tour?" Jimin said.

"Huh?" You replied inattentively.

"Do you want to get a tour of the house?"

"Then you're away from that bitch." He whispered in your ear, winked and was already heading for the stairs because he knew you were coming with him.

You turned your face and looked around. The girl was too busy with Namjoon. Haeun stepped up to Jimin and went upstairs together.

He stepped into a room and you followed him, it looked like his bedroom. A huge bed and big TV with a cabinet next to it with games in it. A giant balcony with a nice view of the city. An open door next to his closet which was the bathroom.

Your vision became blurry. You began to suffer from the alcohol. You weren't walking very steady and he could see that. Park Jimin saw it. He closed the door of his room.

The room was fairly dark and the only light coming in was the street lights in the distance and only now do you know how hard you've gotten yourself into trouble.