Adored (A PJM fanfic)

Chapter 11 ^_^

She was soon done with arranging her things and was also done with completing the experiment too...

so the only thing left to do now was---

"Uh, can you please turn around and close your eyes. I want to change." y/n said shyly when she took her pajamas that were beside him, It was a white tank top with some dark green hoodie and sweatpants.

Jimin's cheeks heated up and nodded, facing the opposite direction and placing his hands on his eyes. He felt his cheeks heat up more and more whenever he thought how the girl he, possibly, liked was half-naked behind him. He managed to catch a glimpse of her white tank top and thanked the Lord above that she was going to wear a hoodie on top of it. Jimin felt as if he was going to light up into flames if he saw her only in a tank top. A white one to be precise.

"I'm done," she informed him quietly and started to fold her uniform and robe. 

"Why are you here, anyways?"

She sat down beside him, still folding her clothes. Her hoodie's hood was over her head and covered most of her face. Well, it reached till her forehead. 'Cute.' Jimin thought to himself with a small smile before he took her blazer to help her fold her clothes faster.

"I just wanted to talk with you about... something." Jimin stammered nervously. He didn't know how to exactly start. He could tell that Eunbi knew exactly what he wanted to talk about and that made him even more nervous than before.

Y/n paused for a second then continued with her work, giving him a small nod on urging him to continue what he wanted to say. She perfected her blank face, but her brain was screaming 'fuck' repeatedly. She was starting to panic from the inside.

"About the kiss. I- um-" Jimin forgot everything that he wanted to say; he wanted to die from embarrassment. He placed the robe he folded on top of the ones y/n just finished then cleared his throat and looked at her properly. "Why didn't you push me back?"

y/n gathered all of the courage she had and looked up at him. Her fingers were starting to play nervously with each other when she bluntly said, "I didn't want to."

"Do you regret it?" Jimin's voice went a bit lower this time. He was starting to ask a lot of questions, and he hoped that she wouldn't misunderstand him. It was the last thing he wanted that time.

"Do you want a truth or lie?" Y/n said after a pause and started playing with the hem of her hoodie. Jimin didn't waste a second on replying back.

"I didn't. It's because—" she immediately got cut off by him.

Jimin slightly pouted at her. "I wanted to talk first. Anyways, if you're wondering why I kissed you then—"

"If you're here to tell me that it was a mistake, please leave." she suddenly broke eye contact with him and looked down at her hands.

"No! I- I heard everything you said that night, and it's the main reason why I'm so nervous right now." He held her left hand with the two of his shaky hands.

"It's been bothering me lately, and I've been dying to tell you and my- my feelings towards you are mutual."

Y/n looked up at him quickly with her eyes open. He was looking at their hands rather than her face which explained why he was able to say something at that point. 

"Wha—"

"Except for one thing." Jimin cut her off again.

"I don't want us to be friends. I want something more than that. I want to be able to hold you whenever I want you and comfort you during your exams. I want to play with your hair and shower you with compliments."

Y/n used her free hand to hold his shaky hands and calm him down. It was like she was indirectly encouraging him to go on.

"You know how you used to get secret notes and small gifts when we had our exams? they were all from me... but when you fought with me that time, I got really hurt and stopped sending you notes, That's why you haven't gotten them in forever, it's such a cliché thing to do, but I had no other way to express my feelings" Jimin confessed, feeling his heart about to burst from how fast it was beating. He never, ever felt this way in his life before. He never got so vulnerable to a girl—or anyone—before.

Silence filled the room afterward, and that made Jimin feel even worse. It was like his stomach and intestines were being squeezed then thrown in a blender. Rejection never felt so bad in his life.

"Jimin..." That was the first word she said to break the iciness of the air. "Look at me."

Jimin slowly lifted his head up to look at her properly. He could feel his cheeks and ears burning, but he hoped that it wasn't that noticeable. He felt more than embarrassed. He hadn't confessed to a girl like this properly. All his relationships were one-sided; he dated just for the sake of dating. He never confessed to a girl he actually liked.

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"I like you too, Jimin," Y/n confessed with confidence not breaking the eye contact.