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✨Noelle Hartman enlists the help of a handsome, sexy, date doctor, Park Jimin..
Usually the type to help men on their romantic endeavours to get the women of their dreams and desires, he's confused but intrigued when she asks him for dating advi...
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Across the concrete jungle...
It's just shy of nine o'clock in the morning. Scratching his morning bed head, Jimin can only feel disappointed in himself yet again, with a sigh he looks up at the ceiling counting every indentation to forget yet again another mistake. to his right, the blonde hair floating along the pillow, and her soft breaths make him feel sick.. Nadine.
Her favourite perfume is toxic on his dry tongue where he'd sucked on her skin, his saliva still lingering all over her tretourious naked back amongst other things, It kicks him in the fucking teeth how she lays there like an innocent maiden... Bitch. He really needed to stop drinking— and fucking his ex.
It used to be passionate. It was once love, something Jimin wholly believed in but now she was just someone he fucks from time to time. It was undoubtedly over as soon as she let someone else dick her down on a Christmas trip with her friends, it crushed him but led to her crying down the phone, Jimin consoling her through the call to meeting up for a coffee as friends and ultimately ending up having sex, unresolved feelings turned to stone cold fucking.
He felt shitty sometimes the way she was doing exactly the same thing to the guy she was now apparently engaged to.
Finding someone new wasn't in Jimin's near future, it was just easier than getting his hopes up. Ah fuck it. As long as Jimin protected himself he had nothing to worry about.
"Ahem" Jimin croaks as he gets out of her bed, a used condom lays on the floor with a knot in the top, he picks it up and it flopped full on her mattress, "Make sure you flush the condom" not even looking at her as he tossed it her way as she sits up in her covers, she had been awake for sometime mulling over her life decisions but Jimin doesn't bother to care, not anymore.
"You should probably get going, he comes home today," She says as Jimin pulls on his shirt knowing her fiancé was coming home from a business trip, again not caring about his exposure he pulls on his pants and just shrugs. She pouts at the cold shoulder, she knew what she had lost but seemingly didn't give a fuck about anyone but herself to cheat on him in the first place.
"Yeah—I'll do that" Jimin says passively, picking up every shred of the condom wrapper laid out on the floor and pockets the little silver trash pieces. Leaving no evidence. Not that he gave a shit if she got caught by her fiancé but what he didn't want was the burden of her crying to him when it all blew up in her cheating ass face.
Jimin doesn't even bother looking at her or say goodbye as he checks his pockets for his phone, keys and wallet. He surely didn't want to leave anything he needed behind, he tells himself that he won't be back, but he will.
He descends the same staircase he used to when they were together, once happy memories turned to dust by infidelity, instead of his face happily in the photo frames on the walls, he sees the pictures of her and the guy she's currently cheating on, Thinks she could probably do better, she's really pretty.
