Infatuated || PJM ✓

Chapter 1

PARK CHAERIN 'S POV

I sighed as the ring shone beautifully on my finger under the ray of sunlight that came crashing through the window and rested on me, "Like this I will disappear soon in the silently chasing dark", shaking my head with a tint of disappointment I pressed my lips in a sad smile.

The door creaked open as a nurse walked in with a tray of medicines and sat beside my semi lied figure.

They think all this will cure me?... Never.

"What time is it?", I questioned her, with eyes still staring at the void. "10: 46 am", silence followed her words as I waited for her to continue but she didn't, "Did...Did Jimin come back home yesterday?"

I was so scared all of the sudden as his name appeared on my lips. Last I saw his face was 3 days ago. I miss him but... does he? I flinched at the sudden touch as she pushed forward the porridge kept beside the bed, "Master came home and is sleeping right now. Do you want me to call him?"

My muscles stiffened and everything felt spinning just at the mere thought of seeing him but how could I avoid it, he is my husband after all.

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"Chaerin?", a soft voice called out to me as I came out of my slumber. A tingling sensation swayed down my spine and I could feel my palms sweating. How much I wished it wasn't him but it was him. Keeping his coffee mug at the small table placed near the couch, he walked closer to me, captivating me in his beautiful black orbs, the eyes which had always been my universe.

"J-Jimin", I whispered, not breaking eye contact as I gripped the sheets tightly. Passing to me his angelic smile, he made me forget every bit of anger I had on him.

Sitting closer to me, he slid his arm across my waist and pulled me deeper into his chest.

Oh, how much I want this to happen daily.

He pecked the top of my head and I melted instantly. That's how much effect his presence had on me. "I-I missed you so much. Why didn't you come for 3 days?" I sobbed, hugging him tightly as he stroked my hair and rested his cheek on my head, "I was busy."

Wiping the leftover from the corner of my lips, he continued to stare deeply in my soul twisting my heart in confusion.

Is he checking me out?

"Do I look ugly now?", I blurted without thinking, catching him off guard as he shook his head and held my hand. "No babe, you are still the prettiest woman."

Liar.

I scoff mentally, rolling my eyes to the back of my head.

If I was still the same pretty girl he had married 3 years ago, he wouldn't have gotten so busy to not even get a chance to show his sick wife his face.

 Subconsciously my fingers reached his beautiful face as I traced his sharp features, "You are so ethereal. I want you so bad right now." I whined as he chuckled and shook his head making me angry, "PARK JIMIN! WHY ARE YOU LAUGHING? DOES IT SOUND LIKE A JOKE TO YOU?" I screamed, straining my lungs and I ended up coughing hard, making him panic as he rushed to get my inhaler.

I inhaled heavily as he took it back and gave me again shaking it, "I... I want you daddy~" And this time I knew I had hit the right spot when I saw a sexy smirk dancing upon his plump lips.