I hate you but... I love you| Jimin

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I put the card in the door and at that very moment, Jimin pressed me against the door with his body.

"Let's talk, please. Like when you were sick. I don't want to argue anymore, I don't want to ignore you. Fuck, Y/n, I can't live like this anymore." He whispered it in my ear.

I could feel his body on mine, I could feel the warmth of his body and his breath on my skin.
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"Jimin..." I moaned.

Jimin had one arm around my waist, and with the other, he opened the door and pushed me into the room.

I turned to him. "Jimin, what are you doing? Go to your room." I put my hand on his chest to keep the distance.

"Let's talk." He pushed my hand away and pressed our bodies closer.

"Then talk, but keep your distance." My heart was already pounding in my chest.

Jimin started to walk backward with me until my feet felt the bed. He gently dropped me on the bed and hovered on top of me.

"I don't want to argue anymore. I want to get along with you. I need you." His face was very close to mine.

"Jimin, keep your distance. We can't do this."

"Why, m? If I don't affect you at all, don't excite you, why can't you be close to me? Are you afraid you won't be able to control yourself?" A huge grin was playing on his face.

"Jimin, I'm warning you. If you do anything unacceptable, if you even kiss me, I'll quit that very moment." I tried to remain calm and serious.

"Your lips say one thing, but your body and eyes tell a different story." Jimin ran his finger over my lips. "Admit it, you want me to kiss you right now.

Of course, I wanted to. I wanted it with all my body.

"Jimin, please..." My voice was shaking. "Get away from me."

Jimin started to lean into my face. Our lips were no more than 2-3 cm apart.

He was looking at my eyes, then at my lips. And my eyes were glued to his plump, pink lips.

I could feel his breath on my lips.

I gathered all my inner strength and pushed him away from me and sat up in bed. "For the last time, keep your distance." I glared at him.

Jimin sat down next to me, fixed his hair, and looked at me. "Y/n, let's be friends."

I laughed out loud. "I don't think we can become friends. It's too late. Honestly, I've lost hope on this matter. The train has left a long time ago."

"You're not going to give me another chance? Another chance for us?" His eyes were full of hope.

"I think not. I don't want to be hurt again by your ugly words. Or be surprised by your unpredictable mood towards me. I'm tired of you Jimin. I am very tired. I never thought I could give up, that I would stop trying. But at this moment, that is how I feel. I don't want to try anymore for you. That's all. Let's just work for the few months we have and that's it. You can ask me for anything work-related. But nothing more." I stood up from the bed. "Good night Jimin. See you tomorrow."

"Y/n... don't talk like that... I know I've made a lot of mistakes, but... I'm sorry... What else can I do to get another chance?" Jimin stood up and came closer.

"Don't." I stopped him with my hand. "Goodbye, Jimin." I repeated and opened the door and waited for him to leave my room.

Before he left he looked at me again.

I saw tears in his eyes?

But I slammed the door and went straight to bed.

No no no...