Angelic Smile [PJM]

Pick Me Up

Dear Diary,

After one week of living with Jimin, I think I'm ready to return to my dad's house. Of course, I won't forgive him immediately. Living with Jimin has been great, he treats me so well. As you know, I have feelings for him. I don't know how, but every time I see him, my feelings for him grow stronger, and I start to get butterflies in my stomach. We went on our first date the second day I temporarily moved in with him. It was perfect. I remember feeling so scared when we watched a horror movie but the feeling quickly faded when Jimin kept comforting me. I blushed every time he did.

I wrote everything that had occurred over the previous week in my diary.

"Watcha doing?" I heard, and when I looked up, Jimin was standing by the doorway.

I replied, "Just writing down in my diary,"

"Oh, okay. Sorry to bother you," Jimin said as he turned around.

"Wait!" I said, he came to a stop and turned to face me, allowing me to see his angelic face again.

"Don't go, I have something to tell you," He finally turned his full body to me, walking toward me. He finally stopped when he got close enough to me.

"Would you mind if I go back to my dad's house?" I asked him, waiting for his response.

"No, not at all. You only wanted to stay here temporarily, so, I understand," He said, I blushed as his angelic smile appears on his face again. I would risk my life just to see him smile...

"Thank you, Jimin," I said, not noticing I was smiling with my cheeks clearly red.

Jimin chuckled, noticing me blush.

^^^^^^

I went next to Jimin, and sat down on the passenger seat, closing the car door. Jimin and I simultaneously pulled the seatbelt, making a sound.

BZZZZZZZZ!

We kept fastening our seatbelts. Jimin did a great job of putting it on, but I was still having trouble locating the retractor box. I was too lazy to glance at the seatbelt until it went on for about 15 seconds. I decided that was enough, so, I looked over to where the retractor box was only to see Jimin putting his hands on mine, helping me with the seatbelt.

He helped me put it on, gently touching my hand to guide me to where the hole in the retractor box was. I blushed while looking at his glowing, bright hair but quickly averted my gaze when he raised his head.

CLICK

I heard my seatbelt click. Knowing it was finally secure, I let go of my seatbelt and rested my hands on my lap.

"Y/n, are you sure about this? I don't want you getting hurt again," Jimin told me. He gave me a worried look.

"Yeah, I'm sure. I'll text you if anything happens. Promise," I assured him. His eyes turned hopeful, forming a tiny smile on his charming face before he lightly stepped on the pedal, making the car move forward.

^^^^^^

"You have arrived at your destination," the robotic voice on the maps app said. We pulled over, got out, and both slammed the car door shut behind us. My dad unexpectedly burst the front door open and started running to us as we were saying our goodbyes. We both jumped when my dad hugged us tightly. I was unable to breathe and it seems like Jimin couldn't too. I have never seen my dad this happy. Something was off.

"My daughter! I missed you so much," My father said, "And you boy, thank you for bringing my daughter back safely," he slowly released his hold on us. We both gasped for air for about five seconds before Jimin said:

"Your welcome, sir,"

I gave Jimin a smile.

"Goodbye, Jimin. Thank you," I thanked him as he smiled at both of us, filling my stomach with an incredible amount of butterflies. I looked back at my dad, he was waving goodbye to Jimin. I guess he changed. He held my hand with no warning and started storming over to the house. An angry expression appeared on his face. He closed the door behind us and glared at me, turning his body to me.

"Quit spending time with that boy. He is not worthy enough to take care of my daughter. Come on, let's go," He said, he hurried up the stairs to my room.  was surprised to find numerous ballerina posters throughout my room. Dad turned to face me.

"I redecorated your room. It needed it-"

"I CANT BELIEVE YOU! EVEN AFTER THE HOSPITAL INCIDENT, YOU STILL AREN'T GIVING UP!"

"As your father, I have complete authority over you. If you stop, I won't hire a hitman for that boy. If you continue to act like this, i'm sure you know what will happen.

What... did he just... threaten me? HE THREATENED ME AND WAS GONNA KILL JIMIN?

I choked back my tears.

I straightened my back, "Okay, father," I said, in a quiet voice and with an expressionless face. He scoffed and smirked, clearly satisfied with his victory as he walked out of my room, closing the door behind him. As soon as he left, I developed an angry look on my face. I couldn't believe him...

The rest of the day back at the house was interesting. All day and night, I just texted Jimin while also thinking about my father's threat, but everything cleared my mind as I texted Jimin. All I could hear was the clicking sound of the digital keyboard as I texted him.

Jimin: It's getting late, I'll text you tomorrow?

Me: Yeah, sure. Goodnight Jimin <33

Jimin: Goodnight y/n :)
Jimin went offline.

I checked the time.

9:59 PM

I laid down on my comfortable bed and thought, "I should sleep," setting my phone on the side table before slowly drifting off into a sweet slumber.

5 Days Of Torture

After living with my dad for an unfortunate five days, I'm starting to regret coming back here. He trains me day and night, not letting me sleep at all. When I zoned out, he would yell at me for 2 hours. It kept going on like this for a whole five days until I had enough. My dad was in the bathroom when I called Jimin.

"Hello?"

I said, my voice quivering, "Jimin,"

"Come pick me up,"