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

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"Y/n... Please. Let's talk. Let's go to your house or mine and talk. It's only been two weeks. Or maybe even two weeks. Time is moving insanely slowly. Please, just one evening together. Please..."

We were just standing there looking into each other's eyes. No more than 30 centimeters separated us.

I looked into his hypnotic eyes and wondered what should I do.

Should I spend tonight with him? Or should I push him away and go back to my house alone?
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"Jimin..." I sighed softly.

"Please..." he repeated silently.

I closed my eyes.

Many different thoughts were going through my head.

"Okay. Just this one evening. One last time. But only on one condition."

"What?" He was getting closer to me. I walked backward until I bumped into the drinks machine.

"Don't misbehave. We're no longer together. That means you have to act only friendly. No inappropriate behavior. No inappropriate comments, touching, or other sexual acts." I put my hand on his chest and pushed back a little.

"Okay. I will try to behave myself." Jimin smirked. "Let's go, princess." He held out his hand to me.

But I just looked at him and after chuckling a little went outside.

"Let's go to my place." Jimin opened his car door.

Without saying anything, I got in and fastened my seat belt.

What am I doing?

Why am I going to his place?

Why can't I still say no to him?

The drive to his house was silent.

Neither of us said anything.

I looked out the window. Where the views of the night city changed.

Music played softly in the background.

We quickly pulled into the garage of his house.

We got out.

We entered the living room.

I felt strange.

It felt so good here. So many good memories were locked here.

Jimin had even offered me to move in with him.

And look at us now.

We're not together anymore.

And I still don't understand what I'm doing here.

"Sit down Y/n. You look so lost, but you know everything here. This is your home as much as mine." Jimin smiled a little and sat down on the couch.

"Maybe it was, but not anymore. Because there is no more us anymore. Jimin, don't forget that. We're broken up." I said, sitting down next to him, but keeping the distance between us.

"You broke up. I didn't want that."

Someone rang the doorbell.

"And the late dinner I ordered has arrived. Just wait a minute." Jimin ran to the door.

At that moment, I was lost in my thoughts.

I thought about the things we had said lying on this couch and the things we had done on it...

Our love was at the same time pure and beautiful but also madly lustful and passionate.

Jimin came back with several bags of food. He quickly put it all out on a small table.