Jimin's POV 💫
Dallia and I have been trying to steal as much time as we can with each other, but our schedules are becoming increasingly difficult. I've started a rigorous schedule as I tie up my album, and I've been working out more so I'm ready for the physicalness of performing. I'm trying so hard not to let Dallia see me restricting calories because I don't want her to think I was lying about how much I love her gorgeous curvy figure, even though I'm trying to obtain a particular look for my promotional photos to go with my album.
I look myself over in the mirror and wonder if I'm pressuring myself too much. I've been thinking a lot about my age, how I look, how I want to be seen, and what the expectations of an "idol" are. However, the longer I am with Dallia, who loves me in all my different forms, the more I wonder how much any of this truly matters. I run my hands through my hair and smooth down my shirt before heading out to Rogue to work with Lily in her studio.
When I arrive, I smile, knowing my Lovely is working on the other side of the building. I don't see Ari at the reception desk, so I just make my way back towards Lily's studio. As I reach the kitchenette area, I hear a familiar voice.
"Binna! What are you doing in here by yourself?" I exclaim as I see my favorite fan eating a muffin by herself at a table.
"Somebody broke in last night and wrecked Dallia's classroom. So, I'm eating this muffin while everyone tries to figure out what's going on." Binna says, seemingly unphased. "This blueberry muffin is really good..."
"What? Oh my gosh, Dallia....is she hurt?" I start to panic, my body is about to take flight, running for Dallia's classroom.
Binna laughs at me for a moment, "Of course, she isn't! It was a mess when we got here. Lily called a policeman. He's on his way to take a statement."
"Oh, oh," I utter, calming down, and even though my instincts are telling me to go find the love of my life, I think maybe it's best if I stay with Binna for right now until someone else can be with her.
My mind is racing in a hundred different directions, but I decide I need to be an adult and hold myself together. I start making a pot of coffee, knowing everyone will probably be desperately in need of one when things get cleared up, and then I take a look in the small refrigerator. "Binna, would you like some apple juice?" I ask when I see some small bottles inside.
"Mmmpff, that would be great!" she says with her mouth full, and I stifle a chuckle even though my stomach feels like it is a knotted-up mess.
"Here you go," I say as I untwist the cap for her and hand the bottle over.
"Thanks, Jimin. See, you are so nice!" she says and takes two long sips. "I knew you would be a much nicer boyfriend than Dae was a girlfriend!"
"Why do you say that?" I ask, amused that Binna likes me dating her sister.
"Because she would never have given me juice. She steals. She stole all my money," Binna says without blinking as she stuffs the rest of the muffin into her mouth.
"Wait...what did you say? Binna, what do you mean Dae stole your money?" I flashback to the day Binna was flipping chairs and upset with Dallia and said she didn't have any more money, and alarm bells start going off in my head.
"Oh shit, I wasn't supposed to say that!" Binna says, her eyes widening for a moment. "Oh shit, I wasn't supposed to say 'shit' either..."
I smile at her, "That's okay, Binna. Consider me your safe space. You can tell me anything, and I promise you won't get in trouble. Could you maybe tell me about Dae taking your money? Let me help you."
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Rogue Hearts | PJM ✅
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