Devil's Favourite | reader × Jimin

16 - I won't tell anyone

:: Fri, 8 Oct

Having to meet Jungkook after the conversation with Lexi didn't feel right. It didn't feel right because you now had so many doubts about Jungkook and the fact that he was interested in you, that you felt sick. You didn't know if you were going to be able to look at him without suspecting his every action and word spoken. Pretending not to be worried about that was going to be hard.

You had no idea if he really liked you or if he had some evil plan in mind. Or if he was even evil at all. He could've been a good supernatural being, but the first thing that came to your mind was the exact opposite. Obviously - when someone tells you something unexpected about someone else, without specifying if it's a good thing or not, you always end up thinking about the worst scenarios.

Yet, when Lexi had told you about her suspicions on him and the probability of Jungkook being a supernatural being, you laughed onto her face. You didn't know why you had that reaction, perhaps you just didn't want to believe it and it was an attempt to convince your mind as well.

You already had too many doubts about your father, you didn't need doubts on the only person who showed interest in you as well. It would've caused you serious trust issues. "Man..." you let out a groan as you finished your makeup and reached out to grab your phone to stop the music, but Low Key In Love by The Struts and Paris Jackson started playing. You just couldn't resist that song, so you let it play while you leaned back on the chair, with your eyes closed.

You didn't know why the image of Jimin appeared in your head. You never did it on purpose, but the devil was in your thoughts more than you wanted to admit.

He was in his cage, tied up to the ceiling with those long, silver laces which burned his skin at every movement. Though, his eyes were on you; they were staring right back at you with that intense stare of his; a little smirk was plastered on his lips as he scanned you from head to toes, and you couldn't deny the fact that it made you shiver. Even if that was just an illusion (which you forgot for a hot minute), he was able to make you feel like that and you hated it - Jimin had definitely left an impression on you since the day when you opened the door to his cage. You hated to admit it, but you thought about him more than you desired, especially about the several times he had saved you and the way he was looking at you healing him.

If he hadn't been a dangerous demon in your basement, you probably would've thought he felt some sort of affection towards you. And you probably wouldn't have tried to deny so fiercely whatever you were feeling for him.

In your mental illusion, his body was still full of scars and the very big one you had seen that day was back in place - it seemed like it hurt him a lot, but he didn't show it. So, you extended your hand while Jimin's intense stare was still on you, observing your every movement. Just like you had done on Sunday, you touched his chest but more easily this time since there were no bars - sparkles spread from your fingers and the scar on his torso healed again, causing Jimin to show you a breathtaking smile. It was the very first time he had smiled, so you didn't even know if that was the real way he would smile (it was all in your imagination). 

He grabbed your hand and his cold skin against yours made you feel thousands of goosebumps all over your body. He gently pulled you closer, saying something. His mouth was moving, but the weirdest thing was that the voice coming out of it was your mother's.

"Y/n!"

Your eyes opened instantly when your mother called your name out loud, startling you. When you finally got back to reality, you realised it was your mother holding your hand (which you had unconsciously extended while imagining to touch Jimin).

Gosh, this is embarrassing.

"What the heck were you doing?" Your mother started laughing.