The Kim twins

Chapter 28: Kiss kiss part 2.

Harley was ready to get inside the classroom when Jimin suddenly grabbed her arm to stop her. He looked like he was going to be sick. "Did something happen to you?" She asked frantically, checking him for wounds.

"No. I'm fine. I need to talk to you. Can you come with me?" He avoided looking at her as he spoke. He was scared Harley would push him away. Or hit him. He deserved it, he kissed her boyfriend. He spent all night thinking about it. He was feeling guilty for betraying her friendship. She was nothing but an angel towards him, yet, he did the worst.

"Ok." She nodded.

Jimin took her in his hiding spot. A place where he would tend to his wounds without anyone knowing where he was. A place he considered his safe house. A chamber hidden in the library. They walked to the end of the library, Jimin looked around making sure no one will see it. He slightly shifted a trinket in the shape of a small man bust that was glued to the wall.

Harley gasped when she saw a part of the wall moving to the left and behind it it was a small room. Jimin took her hand and dragged her with him inside, pushing another button that was on the wall, making the door close behind them.

Harley looked in awe. The room looked somewhat comfortable. It had a one person bed, a bedside table next to it with books on top, and a lamp. It was clean and the bed looked like it wasn't used.

"What is this room?"

"It's where I come when I need some space." He didn't want to tell her what actually was. He didn't want to be more pathetic than she already saw him to be.

Harley sat on the bed and crossed her legs, making her skirt raising up in the process.

Jimin gulped at the sight. His heart was beating fast in his chest. Maybe being in a small room together wasn't the best idea. "Ummm, there's something I need to tell you."

"Go ahead. You can tell me anything." Harley smiled.

Her eyes scanned his body. He was wearing a pair of black ripped jeans, a black shirt and round shape glasses. She saw him biting his lower lip and wondered how would it feel to feel those plum lips on hers.

Jimin took a deep breath. "Yoongi kissed me." He blurted out. If he would spend another moment thinking about it, he will go crazy. "Please, please forgive me." He knelt in front of her and begged. "I didn't mean to. It happened and if you want to hit, you can. I won't say anything. I won't hold it against you. I deserve it." He lowered his head, ashamed of what he did.

Harley blinked a couple of times. Yes, she loved Yoongi, yet it felt like something was missing. What if Jimin was the missing link? Maybe Yoongi figured it out faster. Was she mad? Of course she was. Was she going to punish Jimin for it? No.

She pressed her index finger on his lips and smiled gently at him. "I'm not upset with you Chim."

"You're not?" He looked at her with glossy eyes.

"I'm not." She got closer to his face, inches away from one another. "I would never be mad at you. You did tell me the truth, even if it scared you."

"I was really scared. I don't want to hurt you in any way." He admitted.

She caressed his cheek and pinched the tip of his nose. "I know."

"So you forgive me?" His eyes were full of hope, his lips pouty.

Harley internally cooed at the sight. "There's nothing to forgive."

Jimin jumped in and hugged her, making her lay on her back on the bed. Lost in the excitement, Jimin kissed her all over her face while her hands were wrapped around his shoulders. He raised his head and stared into her lustful eyes, without thinking twice, he kissed her lips.

Kissing him was like a fantasy. His plum lips on her felt out of this world. It was magical, comforting and dreamy. Kissing him could also be like a forbidden movie night. Exciting, arousing, dangerous. His tongue caressed hers, sending jolts of electricity throughout her body.

A moan escaped her lips as she felt his hard cock pressed against her wet core. She wrapped her legs around his waist, arching her body for him to get a better feeling of her lower body as they rubbed against one another.

His hands traveled under her tank top, up to her breast, slightly pinching her hard nipple. His kisses descended from her lips to her chin, from her neck to her collar bone. "Sweet." He whispered against her soft skin.

"Mmm.. Fuck." She mumbled. She was lost in the myriad of feelings that was assaulting her mind and body.

"Shit." He whispered yelled as he held her tighter in his arms. "I wanted to do this ever since I saw you."

"Ummm, daddy." She smirked. "I want you too."

He suddenly stopped and jumped from the bed. The reality slapped him in the face like a bucket of cold water. Her lips looked as if they were sucked by a vampire, her neck skin was red.

"Fuck." He started pacing through the room. "I'm such a piece of shit." He yelled before punching the wall. "First Yoongi, now you. What the fuck it's wrong with me?"

Harley rolled her eyes, got up to her feet and arranged her clothes. "What the hell are you talking about?"

"It's my fault." He slipped down the wall until he sat on the floor, his hands covering his face. "My fault." He cried out. He was destroying their relationship. A relationship he had nothing to do with.

"Could you like stop before I get angry?" Harley spoke in a dry voice. If he would go on with blaming himself, she will punch him. "Do you regret it?"

Jimin raised his head and looked at her with teary eyes. "That's the thing, I don't."

"You don't regret kissing me, or Yoongi?" She demanded to know.

"Would you hate me if I say I don't regret either?"

Harley burst out laughing. "I could never hate you Chim. I like you too."

"What about Yoongi?"

"Let me deal with Yoongi. Don't say anything until then." Before they walked out of the room, Harley stopped him. "Chim, do you know why I like to read books with weak characters?"

Jimin shook his head. "Why?"

"Because, by the end of the book they learn how to survive." She winked.

"What do you mean?" He was taken aback by her reply.

"You'll see." She smirked. Yes, Jimin was one of those weak characters she read so much. Abused, alone, no one to turn to. But, by the end of the year, when she was done with him, he would be the strongest person she'll know.