Worthy Of Love

Lonely nights

Play Closer By RM when I say it! 👹

Olivia:

"So, what are you going to do about it?" He asks.

"About what?" I say.

"About your friend. I mean, have you talked to him since yesterday?" Jimin asks as his fingers draws circles on the back of my hand.

At his question, I shook my head, indicating that I haven't talked to him. I sigh and my head falls on Jimin's shoulder, snuggling closer to his face, he gives me a kiss on the top of my head.

I felt so loveable right now.

"What else did you want to talk about?" He asks softly, his voice a calm lullaby.

"I will take a minute's break." I said and took Jimin's calming presence in with closed eyes. Letting his soft breathing and steady heartbeat clear out my head.

"Take your time, I am here. As long as you want." He says, his face resting on my head by his cheek.

It was weird.

I had always believed that liking someone meant butterflies. But somehow, with him, I was at most peace. I mean, I did get butterflies, don't get me wrong. Every time that man decided to seduce me, my stomach would be a butterfly garden. You could probably cut me open and you would find chaos in my little stomach, add some natural disasters and food to go with that. But whenever he was just near me, existing, breathing, simply being, he could calm the harshest of storm in my world. The most scariest of demons wouldn't be able to resist the urge of curling back, leaving me feeling vulnerable and safe with him.

I liked him, a little bit too much. More than it was healthy for my poor heart.

Had that realisation last night after I came back and cried for what seemed like an eternity. Make up running down my face along with my erratic tears and heart thrumming wildly in my chest, I could barely breathe, it hurt so bad. And knowing that somewhere he feels the same about me. Maybe not exactly the same but wanting to be beside me, that was enough for me.

"Last night....did you go home with the girl you were dancing with?" I asked, my heart slowly picking up it's pace as my hands felt clammy.

There was a pause, I felt his breathing, hitch as I asked the question.

"Yes. I did." He replied and his grip loosened on me. As if he was telling me without being vocal that I was allowed to walk away from him if I wanted it right now. That he wouldn't hate me if I scorned him for sleeping with someone else.

But I had other plans.

"I see." I said as I held on to his hand, giving it a little squeeze.

A moment of silence passes between us. One. Two. Three-

"Don't you have something to say about that?" He asks.

"No. You already apologized for it." I said, acknowledging the fact that he knew how the situation might have looked.

"I know but still. I cannot be sleeping with some other girl the night before I tell you that-" he started to ramble before I interrupted.