Party Beast ⎮PJM (18+)

-6-

Completely exhausted and breathing heavily, you lay on your stomach and tried to get air. Jimin laid down next to you and his chest heaved up and down. He looked at the ceiling with a slight grin, which unsettled you a bit and you didn't dare to speak up. Does he regret it?

"You are indeed flexible.." he breathed softly and looked at you. His gaze had softened as he licked his lips and sat up. "Are you okay?"

"Yes.. yes, everything is fine..", you sat up slowly and put your panties back on properly. "I um...I better go..." you hesitate, waiting for him to say something but he didn't say anything. He just looked at you and his eyes were so tender and his gaze was so warm and soft that you wanted to cry. But it was too late. You signed the devil's contract. He didn't want anything from you and you will never get close to a man like him.

On the floor you collect his shirt and put it on. You ignore the redhead's gaze and slowly walk towards the stairs. You're still waiting for a sentence that stops you, but he remained silent.

Why didn't he say anything? Why didn't he want you to stay? Have you already destroyed everything with him without having started anything? But what were you thinking? What did you expect? That he - Park Jimin - falls in love with you? Hardly likely.

Your legs carried you up the stairs and then to his room to collect your clothes. You stop for a moment by his bed and gently run your hand over the pillow where he probably always lay; it had turned red because his hair was definitely rubbing off a bit.. A smile crossed your lips as you thought of his smile from just now.

Barely ten minutes ago he fucked the shit out of you and now you were sitting here on his bed stroking his pillow. How desperate do you still want to act?

You must have been so lost in thought that you didn't hear footsteps approaching the room. When someone cleared their throat at the door, you jumped and immediately looked up.

A young man, about Jimin's height, was standing in the doorway, leaning against the frame, his arms folded across his chest. He wore his hair in a soft mint shade which beautifully accentuated his dark eyes. You didn't know him, but there was a picture of this man hanging with Jimin in the kitchen.

"Who are you?" he asked very coolly and in a neutral tone. You got up without thinking too much.

"Y/N.. I.. I was here that night and-" you begin to explain but when the man raised his hand you fell silent.

"Argh, I just wanted to know who you are. Not what you guys did here last night..", he seemed obviously annoyed and briefly rubbed the bridge of his nose with his thumb and forefinger. "Jimin's downstairs?" You nod and he leaves. What was that? Who is this? His brother? His friend? Hopefully nobody super important..

In the next few minutes as you come downstairs clutching your heels and dress you could hear conversations coming from the kitchen. It was Jimin and the other one. What do you think they were talking about? You quietly went closer and stood inconspicuously against the wall where you could hear them well. It felt wrong, but it was curiosity that drowned it out.

"You know I can't allow myself to do that. I can't have that right now."

"Dude, I think they really like you. Why don't you give them a chance?"

A chance? Has he fallen in love with someone? That's why you probably weren't allowed to fall in love either.. He's already into someone..

"You're wrong, Hyung. We've known this from the beginning. This is difficult right now and you know it.", Footsteps came closer and you hurriedly to the stairs and pretend you're just coming down. There he was already standing in front of you and looked at you silently for a moment. 

Jimin..

"I should go.." you mumble softly and try to force a sincere smile on your lips it felt so tormented that you decided to let it be.

"..Y/N..wait.." Jimin grabbed your wrist as you walked past him towards the door. He immediately had your attention. "..please eat with us. I would like to introduce you to my brother.."

"Jimin.. I'm sorry."

You wanted to stay with him, meet his brother, jump at him and immediately throw everything away to stay there, but instead you say this: "I must not fall in love with you. So stop treating me like you care about me."

It hurt like hell. But it would be false hopes that you do to yourself. 

"Y/N-"

"Jimin.. please.." you turn to him one last time and put your arms around his neck. Your lips brushed his ear briefly and descended to his neck. You could feel his hands on yours hips and he squeezed you. "..I will have to give up my love after three years. Farewell.." With those words, you let go of him and head for the door.

"Y/N.. I..."

"Goodbye. Thank you for everything.." With those words you were out the door and ran as fast as you could to stop feeling the pain in your chest.

It felt like a breakup but worse.. It hurt endlessly..