THE DEUCE TO PAY | PJM ✔️

FIVE.

Your eyes flutter open. The sun hits directly on your face making you groan. You dodge the sunlight as you snuggle into your pillow. You have work in a few but you just can't help to get some more sleep.

You feel a vibration coming from under your pillow and a giggle follows soon after.

Pillow? Does a pillow can giggle...?

You immediately get up but to no avail, you are trapped in a pair of strong arms.

"Stop," A voice mumbles groggily

You bring your hands to your face as you rub your eyes and blink several times before you get a clear vision of who's caging you at the moment. You could make out the fluffy dark locks, plump lips and a cute nose.

It's all too familiar...

Your eyes widen as your brain finally recognises the owner of the body that's wrapping securely around you. Out of reflex, you immediately push away, creating enough momentum for you to get away and end up falling from the bed.

"Ahh..." You groan, half regretting and blaming your reflex.

"Are you okay?" You hear the oh-so-familiar voice. You look at the owner of the voice. Jimin is already looking at you with concern and worry clear on his face.

"I'm fine," You simper. "Thank you..."

"How did I fall asleep here?" You start as you stand on your two feet. "And most of all... with you?"

You unconsciously emphasise your last sentence out of pure curiosity. How could you fall asleep in a patient's room? You know you are done for if the higher-ups get to know about this.

Your words sting Jimin. He feels like poison just invades his system. Your words are venomous.

"Do you hate it...? Sleeping with me," He asks quietly, his voice is thick with sadness and disappointment.

You brush dust or any dirt off your long coat before you walk to Jimin and pull his hands into yours. His hands are soft and cold.

"No, I didn't hate it. I'm just asking how I ended up in your room and bed. I can't remember what happened," You explain carefully, your thumbs rubbing his hands in a circular motion.

You've seen the hurt expression Jimin had just now. Maybe your words come out a bit harsher than intended. You get the urge to pull him into a hug but you decide against it so instead, you hold his hands.

"You looked very tired yesterday. So, I used my ability to make you fall asleep..." He clarifies. "You always help me with my insomnia so I just want to repay your kindness."

Lies.

He uses his ability only to make you come to his arms because he's jealous. You falling asleep is just an excuse but it's worth it for you too. Your body needs a rest so he has been so kind to provide it for you.

But you need not to know about it. It's a secret he'll keep until he dies.

"Ability?" Your voice is thick with confusion as you ask.

"I possess the ability of a Siren." He tells you. "But I am no Siren, to ease your worry."

Jimin tells you of his ability such as having the power to lure anyone with just a roll of his tongue and the words that will come out are laced with enchantment. His touch can make anyone feel pleasure though only sometimes. He also says that he can read minds but he hasn't mastered the ability yet.

It didn't shock you that much. You are aware of the universe you're currently in. Supernatural is a normal thing now. You've met with a vampire before though the first impressions weren't very nice.

"Why didn't your parents tell me before?" You ask, you try to hide your frustration. His parents shouldn't leave any detail about their son and this isn't just any detail. This is an important detail.

Upon hearing about his parents, his gaze darken and he immediately let go of your hands. Of course you notice the change of demeanour when you had mentioned his parents. You mentally note that he doesn't like talking about his parents.

"I'm sorry," You breathe out an apology. "I shouldn't have mentioned your parents." You pull him into a hug. This time you didn't think twice. Parents can be a sensitive issue.

Jimin returns your hug. "No. It's okay." He whispers. "Do you want to know about my parents?"

"If you're comfortable and fine with it, yes."

Jimin takes a deep breath before he speaks. "My father got remarried. The woman you saw that day? She's not my mother. My mother died a few years ago when I was 6 turning 7. Mom died because of some illness. A few years after Mom's death, Dad got remarried. His wife ever liked me in the first place. I have had depression and insomnia since Mom died," He buries his head in the crook on your neck, inhaling your scent which somehow calms him.

"Dad never makes time for me after Mom's death. He's too busy dealing with his work." His voice is hard with hate for his father.

"My insomnia gets worse as every night I had to deal with their sinful sounds invading my ears, my peace and my calmness. I already have a hard time sleeping without my mother's warmth but they just made it harder," You could hear his sniffles. You bring your hands to caress his back and tighten your hug to keep him from slipping away.

Hugs are the best medicine.

All those sleepless nights must've stressed the shit out of him. The fact that his parents pushed him away instead of helping him and most importantly, his father was the one that made the decision—Of course, with the devilish whispers of the little bitch devil, his wife—It pushes him into a deeper pit of depression.

He had no hope— He had lost hope on them. He knew he couldn't rely on anyone else anymore after that. He wanted to beg and cry at his father but he thought it was a useless act. He's a nuisance for them.

Jimin doesn't realise beads of tear start to escape from his eyes. All he knows is that the hug made him feel alive.

"Promise me that you will not use your ability on me ever again, Jimin," You whisper softly into his ear. "I will come to you whenever you need me."

"Do you promise not to leave? Never ever leave me?"

"Yes, I promise."