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"Y/N..."

"Ah-Ah. Don't give me your Y/N. Get to the point. You were always so direct."

"Give me a chance. I failed as a crush, I admit that. But please give me a chance as a boyfriend. Or as a boss. Something serious. I'll carry you on my hands fulfill your every wish. Give you everything you want.. Love, money, power, luxury."

You look at him in disbelief and snort in amusement.

"A chance as boss or boyfriend? What do you think? Jimin, you are not stupid. You had the best cut in school. So don't act like you're incompetent."

"I mean what I say, Y/N. You wanted me to get to the point so I'll do it. I love you, Y/N. Since you were at my party. I already noticed you at school before. In the chess club, in singing lessons and at every ball we had. I've noticed you so many times. But you weren't always my world. I was the star on the field and on the stage. You were the star among the intelligent. I had the best cut for you. I wanted you to see me as smart. Notice me and not think that I only have muscles and nothing behind it. But you always had this coolness towards me. Until you were at my party. You were alone in the kitchen thats night and almost drank yourself into a coma. I hung out with you and you complained about me. I realized that maybe I was trying too hard. I forgot that I could have just approached you.. I could have just come up to you and asked you out. When we slept together.. a wish had come true.. I was afraid of being close because my dad was terminally ill at the time and I didn't know how well I was dealing with it. I didn't have nerves for a relationship.. My father died less than a year later.. And I fell into a depression. I started drinking, smoking and having aggressive outbursts.. I could never have done that to you.. I could have just called. Talk to you. But instead I sat there and was mad that you disappeared. As my business grew, my hopes of ever seeing you again sank. Until I leave your name on the list of applicants."

As you listen to Jimin, more and more tears ran down your cheeks and you stood up. As you approached him, he backed away, but your hands grabbed him and held him tight. He shouldn't go away.

"You bloody idiot!" You slap him and he let you. "Do you fucking know how long it took me to look into your eyes?! Yes, I was impressed by your grades, your intelligence and everything.. but it wasn't everything! I fell in love with you because you were the only one who didn't make fun of me! Never! I honestly started to trust you! But you were always with your friends. Whenever I wanted to speak to you briefly, you always had a date or had to go to training! You never took a second! You never noticed anything about me. Every letter I wrote you. Surely you threw it in the bin too!" you yell although there was no reason for it.

When Jimin shakes his head, you sob loudly and look at him.

"I still have all the letters.. I read them over and over again. I just never found the right words to answer.. I'm sorry. I guess I wasn't that smart after all.." he breathes and you lower your voice too.

But another slap flies and then you grab him, pull him down and your lips crack hungrily against his. You could feel his hands hesitantly on your hips and pulled you close. When he replies, your tears mix and the kisses taste so salty and wet. You have screamed enough. You didn't have a voice anymore. You were exhausted..

You only wanted Jimin.

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