MADHOUSE || PJM

#14

"jimin.."
i whisper, feeling his body even closer glued to mine. i'm trapped. the side of my face is pressed against the door, i can't even move a muscle. i'm not sure if i want to move either, having his warm body pressed against mine.

i try to turn around but he presses me harder against the door, his breath hitting my neck.

"jimin.. let me go.."

he moves his lips right next to my ear.
"why?"

i gulp hard.
"you're hurting me now.."

"that's not true."
he answers, grazing his soft lips against my earlobe.

"jimin.."
i sag more seriously, and surprisingly i feel him stepping back.

i turn around to face him and i find him staring at me with those eyes that could drive anybody crazy.

"what?"

he lets out a chuckle and walks to my bed, sitting down.
"you're so easy to read, y/n."
he sighs, falling back on my bed.

"and you're so easy to make yourself comfortable, get out of my bed."

he moves his hands behind his head,
making himself even more comfortable.
"make me."
he smiles, challenging me.

oh yeah? challenge accepted, jimin.

i start walking towards the bed, his eyes following each of my movements. i stop in front of him, before swiftly grabbing the umbrella under my bed.

he joins his eyebrows in confusion as he stares at me.

"remember this? the umbrella that nearly stabbed you?"
i say while tapping it on my hand.

he lets out a soft chuckle.
"yeah, what about it?"

i lean towards him, a smile curving my lips as i bring my face in front of his.
his eyes stare at mine attentively and full of curiosity.

but when i place the tip of my umbrella right on his crotch, i see his eyes widen and his smile disappear.
"it nearly stabbed you last time but today it will definitely stab you if you don't get out of my bed."

he quickly raises his hands in defeat.
"you win, i'll get off."

i smile in victory as he sits up, but i notice an amused grin return to his face when he snatches the umbrella out of my hand, dropping it on the floor as he grabs my wrist and pushes me to the bed.

everything happened so fast that i don't have enough time to process, but he ends up kneeled on the bed, hovering above me, with his hands pinned above my head.

my eyes are wide open, my breathing is a mess already. a twisted smile lifts his lips.

"you shouldn't underestimate me, y/n. never."

i feel my heart accelerate in my chest. how does he always manage to trap me like this?

"i should've stabbed you when i has the chance."

he laughs loudly. gosh.. he's so beautiful when he laughs.
"why do you always get so defensive with me?"

"because you only come to tear me, you said it yourself."

"true, but i also come to make sure you're fine."

that takes me by surprise.
"why? why would you do that?"

i feel his hands losing some grip on my wrists, his expression turning more serious.
"the first time i saw you, you were about to jump off this holding. i'm just making sure you never try that again."

i feel my heart tighten as i stare into his eyes.
"why?"

he raises an eyebrow.
"do i need a reason for trying to stop someone from committing suicide?"

that makes me go silent.

we stay like that for a few seconds, just staring at each other mit saying anything at all. but when the tension becomes unbearable, i look away.

"i'm fine, you don't need to feel obligated to take care of me."

"it's not an obligation for me. i really enjoy teasing you."
and his usual smile curves his lips again.

"of course."
i say sarcastically as i roll my eyes. we both let out a small laugh as we look into each others eyes again.

now that jimin is opening up to me, i feel the need to ask him a question that i've been wanting to ask him for a long time.

"jimin, why are you here?"

"i thought we've been through that already. i told you, i like to t-"

"jimin! no, not in my room. i mean here as in this psychiatric. why are you here?"

his smile completely disappears, making way for a cold, indescribable expression.
"you don't want to know that, y/n."

i want to.. i want to know more about you.
because even if i don't understand it myself, i like you.

that thought makes me look away, feeling the heat in cheeks. i need to stop thinking about it, i can't like him.. i shouldn't.

"what are you thinking about?"

i look at him through the corner of my eye.

"you're all red."

"i'm not thinking of anything."

"i don't believe you."
he says while bringing his face closer to mine. i instantly feel my heart jumping inside my chest. why do i get so nervous around him?

because you like him, idiot.

y/n stop thinking about that!

i feel his breath tickling my lips.
"perhaps.. are you thinking about the kiss you owe me?"

i feel the air i was about to breath out get stuck in my lungs.
"no.. no of course not."

he takes my face between his hands, forcing our eyes to meet.
"do you know why i still didn't take the kiss you owe me?"
he slowly runs his thumb over my bottom lip, his eyes following the movement with attention. i could literally just die now.

"because i want you to ask me to kiss you."

i can't form a single word, i'm lost in his eyes, in his proximity.

"i want you to be completely sure that it is what you want, because once you let me taste your lips, i won't stop until i claim every part of you as mine."

oh.. my..

jimin leans towards me and leaves a soft kiss on my cheek, before finally getting off my bed and walking towards the door.
"see ya, y/n."
and he leaves just like that, leaving me breathless on my bed.

jimin is going to be the death of me.