Infatuated || PJM ✓

Chapter 6

The morning started nice and these past days I was doing extremely well.

With a hope to have breakfast with my man, I dressed myself in a pretty knee length yellow floral dress and did some light makeup. Skipping the steps, I happily jogged up to the dining table only to see him wearing his wrist watch while his briefcase was kept on the table. He was leaving again? A sudden rage bottled up in me to see him going away from me for days just after that kiss and blissful night.

"Are you going somewhere?", I asked calmly but he ignored me. You chose the wrong move Jimin.

"I asked you something Mr. Park?!", I raised my voice, causing him to raise his brow and look at me, with venom spitting eyes, "Did you just raise your voice at me Chaerin?", he took a step closer, making me regret my decisions. I started to take steps back and that's when I realized I was trapped, there was no more space to run away.

"J-Jimin', I stuttered, seeing him forcefully pushing his hair back. His eyes were red, chest moving heavily, brows knitted together and jaw clenched. I know how badly he was controlling himself.

"Jimin, please... don't c-come closer", I could feel my legs trembling and I dug my nails in my palms, "Jimin I- I just want us to eat together... y-your work is n-not importan-", I was cut off by a harsh slap as my eyes widened in shock. My lips felt numb, my cheek burning with heat and my eyes turning moist. I stared at him with so many emotions at the same time but he looked unbothered, "DARE YOU SAY ANYTHING TO MY WORK! HOW MUCH DO YOU EVEN KNOW ABOUT MY STRUGGLES?!", he screamed at my face as I sobbed, still managing to not break eye contact.

It hurts so much when your own love hurts you, " ARE YOU REALLY GOING TO WORK OR FUCKING RANDOM WOMEN BEHIND MY BACK?!", I didn't mean to say this at all.

The words felt like an electric current. He held me by my shoulders with all his might, his eyes were readible. They showed hurt and betrayal.

"Ji-Jimin-"

"Chaerin... why? Am I so bad?", pushing me harshly towards the wall he turned back and started to leave as I ran behind him, "Jimin, stop. No. I didn't mean this. I love you... Baby please I am sorry", but all in vain, he was gone.

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Staring at the ceiling I let my tears roll down waiting for him to call me.

There was no sign of him after that incident. It has been 2 days now.

"Jimin.. Please I am sorry", I clutched the cloth over my chest as a whimper left my mouth.

My mind wasn't sane at this point. All I knew was I needed to clear the misunderstanding.

Heaving a sigh I decided to call him myself and apologize. After waiting for what felt like an eternity the call was answered, "J-Jimin?", I stuttered, feeling all broken and guilty. My voice was trembling and eyes were shedding endless tears. "C-Chaerin?", his voice felt so majestic. I missed him so much but... this wasn't how Jimin usually called me. Wait. Was he crying? Mustering up my strength I confronted him, "B-baby, are you crying?"

I felt him sniff and adjust the tone, "No. I-I wasn't-"

"Don't lie. I know you better than yourself", I said with a voice laced with command yet worry. He sighed,licking his lips, "Yes I was. I am sorry. I shouldn't have slapped you. I am so sorry", and his voice broke at the end no matter how hard he tried not to show it.

"N-No... I am sorry. I am so pathetic. How could I utter that? I love you more than myself Jimin. Please come back. Please forgive me. Punish me. Slap me back but-but don't stay away from me."

After a long pause, he said again, "I love you too. I will never hurt you again."