"Who is it!?"
Jimin turned around, feeling nervous just at the thought of being in your room while you are there showering, and that too without your permission.
"I-its me."
He managed to let out in a rather soft tone, eyes already closing to be prepared cuz what if you come out of the bathroom, naked in front of him?
That's the thought he thought and wished for another thought to be replaced with this particular thought.
You knew just at his voice that it was none other than Jimin himself but you are a whipped drama lover.
"Dumbass do I know your name? Me who?"
Your strict and raw voice was enough to make him sulk because of in what situation he gets himself tangled in.
"J-Jimin, I'm Park Jimin and I'm here because that girl locked me inside your room and I have no intention to see you naked or something so please forgive me!"
It's not his fault then why is he apologising!?
He waits for a reply but nothing.
And the door opens slowly, your body wrapped inside nothing but your slightly wet bathrobe and your hair falling carelessly on your shoulders, thighs exposed to the level Jimin can not look, he adverts his gaze somewhere else.
Onto the floor, as if there's a rope pulling his eyelid towards it.
"Who locked you in here?"
You asked, standing there with your hands resting on your hips, a judgemental look you gave to him, but he couldn't see it because of doing a staring contest with the floor.
"That girl, Lia...The door is locked from outside-"
"Get out, in the balcony. "
You say after turning around and walking towards your mirror.
Within a mere millisecond, he flew out of the room, standing on the balcony which was attached to your room.
Many things were running through his mind, but most of them revolved around your body.
The way your skin looked sensitive and appeared slightly pink-ish, those crimson lips and wet hairs making you look even hotter, he is disappointed because he couldn't stare at you for long.
That would be disrespectful.
Minutes passed and he heard your voice, calling him inside.
"What took you to my house this early in the morning?"
You asked as soon as you felt his presence behind you, you had changed in your casual homie outfit, it looked cute on you and Jimin was yet again amused, you were this hot and sexy girl some moment ago and now you looked too cute to handle.
While your hands were busy styling two cute buns on top of your head, you frowned when he didn't say anything, "Jimin?"
"Uh yeah, you l-look c-cute"
He said and blushed hard, you just stared at him with a slight smirk,
"I asked why are you here?"
You suddenly said in a strict voice, pulling him out of his fantasy world and he found himself embarrassed again.
"Because Lia locked me-"
You hissed in annoyance because now he was seriously getting on your nerve, your short-tempered self can tolerate anything but this silly behaviour of his.
"Why did you come to my house in the first place!?"
He stopped, mouth turning in a wide 'O' as realisation hit him, "Your Dad called me and asked me to come with whatever money I have arranged, it was really small amount but then your dad didn't accept the money-"
You slammed your hand on your forehead, disappointment rushed through your veins and then you passed a deadly glare to Jimin who was grinning ear to ear.
"Yah! Why are you smiling like that? You did it on purpose right? Now what will I do huh!?"
Jimin stepped back as you marched towards him, angrily grabbing his collar.
"M-marry.....me..marry me, y-your Dad said he doesn't need my money, it was just to test my l-loyalty and..and now they will arrange our wedding..."
You stopped, lips slowly curving upwards in an amused smile and your eyes going wide in shock, again Jimin found you cute when a second ago you were this dangerous dracula who was ready to kill anyone anytime.
"Are you for real? Oh my....tell me in detail!"
You demanded and stepped back to let him breath in peace, after calming his buzzing heart, he told you everything that happened downstairs some minutes ago.
You couldn't believe it, you always thought your Dad is just a strict man who is never going to let you do the thing you love, such as marrying your lover.
But here you were, after playing this hardcore skit you could see the other side of your Dad.
You sighed to yourself, plopping yourself on the bed and palming your chin, feeling excited.
But how badly you wished it was Taehyung, not Jimin.
"I think....you should tell your parents about you and Taehyung and... about this whole lie....your parents are too nice to be played wi-" "Oh shut the fuck up! Everything will go according to how I planned it. It's a good thing that my dad has approved our marriage, now be careful and don't ruin my plan!"
You said and got up from your bed, marching towards your closet to get a set of keys, then you opened the door with the help of the key and went outside.
Leaving Jimin dumbfounded.
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Who Are You? || Jimin✓
Fanfiction[Incomplete, ending explained in short notes.] He is just a toy, a plaything. You warned him clearly, he is only your husband for five months, just five months. And you were sure, like a fool he would obey every word that left your lips, but falling...
