Hush [Semi-Active]

Ch. 45

"Annyeonghaseyo." A young woman seats herself beside Jimin while he waited for his beer. Her perfume was heavy and burned his nose. Jimin turned his attention towards the other guys and wished that his Hyung was here with him. The woman proceeds to try and get Jimin's attention by scooting closer and leaning closer to him.

"Je ireumeun leiteunibnida."

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제 이름은 레이튼입니다. : My name is Leighton.
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Jimin looks the woman dead in the eyes and, as cold as he could sound, he says to her in his best English, "I don't give a fuck what your name is. Leave. Me. Alone."

Leighton, as she had introduced herself to him in Korean, seemed unbothered and actually giggled girlishly while fixing her chestnut brown hair to the side. Exposing her bare shoulder.

"Wow. You're fluent in English. I like."

Jimin gave a side eye at the woman and thanked the bartender for his glass of the Bay Breeze cocktail before taking a huge sip. Ugh. Can't she leave me alone? I'm not interested. Jimin had been sitting at the bar for more than four hours. Coming in at 1435. The time now read 1844. No one has bothered him until now.

"What's your name?" Leighton asks while she drags her index finger along his jawline. Jimin scoots away from her and she nearly fell forward but she caught herself.

"I said leave me alone." Jimin pulls out his phone and begins browsing the internet. Leighton saw, for a brief second, a female as his wallpaper. She gave a quick glance over her left shoulder then returned to Jimin.

"I can help you get over her you know." She spoke in an alluring tone and sat closer next to him. "She'll just be a memory." Leighton then proceeds to place her hand on his thigh and gives it a gentle squeeze. Jimin couldn't deny how much he was enjoying the sensual touches. Maybe it was due to the fact that he was beginning to feel the effects from his fourth cocktail. Which surprised him a bit since his tolerance to alcohol was high. Jimin was slowly melting underneath her touch. Leighton leans in closer, inches away from his ear.

"You need to relax and forget about her." Leighton kisses him on his cheek. Jimin bowed his head and leaned closer towards the counter in attempt to hide his growing erection. The way she was teasing and touching felt so different. There was this part of him that felt so guilty for it. Jimin slowly raises his head and tilts it while giving her a small smirk. This smirk of his caused Leighton to melt and fall deep under his spell. Taking advantage of Jimin's impaired judgment, Leighton leans in and kisses him on the lips. At first he was too shocked to respond. No movement or any sort or even kissing back. That was until he slowly accepted what had happened and began to inch closer and kiss her back. Leighton combs her fingers through his hair and deepened the kiss. Jimin was beside himself with the excitement.

   Suddenly a soft delicate voice echoes in his thoughts. The voice belonging to Ji Eun. Her voice saying those three words he enjoyed hearing; "I love you." Jimin pulls himself together and forces himself out of the trance. Leighton was stunned but also displeased with his actions.

"What's wrong?"

"I'm sorry. I can't do this." Jimin wipes his lips and clears his throat. Leighton rolls her eyes before getting up and storming away. She slows her pace when she nears the darkest corner of the bar with the small little booth. Looking over her shoulder to see Jimin still seated and drowning in shame and guilt. Leighton takes a seat and looks at the dark figure that sat across from her. The only part that was illuminated was the spot Leighton sat in and that was the middle seat of the booth.

"I did what you asked."

   The person leans in, the light revealing their clasped hands with a silver ring on their left hand middle finger and ash gray sleeved forearms.

"Thank you Miss Collin." They spoke in a gentle low tone. A tone that sent chills down her spine. Who ever this man was, Leighton sure was attracted to his voice.

"Please, just call me Leighton. And where is my payment?"

"Right. Your payment." The person chuckled lightly, almost in a seductive manner to lure Leighton. If he was attempting to sleep with her, she would not hesitate to take it. Leighton straightened her posture and fixed her hair to the side.

"I don't usually do this but," Leighton leans on the table. A small smirk on her lips as she traces her finger over her cleavage. "If you don't have the money, I take any forms of payment." She bit her bottom lip and played with the necklace over her cleavage. She watched as the figure stood up and walked towards her. It was revealed the voice belonged to Kim Taehyung. He wore an ash gray suit with a silk black necktie and matching slacks. His hair was lightly curled and slightly longer than the last time. His bangs going past his brow and just below his eye's waterline.

"As much as I'd love to sleep with such a young beautiful woman like yourself, I really can't. If my eyes weren't on another, maybe then I would have given you such an experience." Taehyung winks at her while he lifted her head up with one finger under her chin. He leans down, face to face. His eyes piercing through hers. Leighton felt the warmth erupt in her cheeks and spread like fire. His way with words caused a wave of flutters in her stomach. He reaches into his suit jacket and pulls out an envelope with $500 in it. Placing it on the table and sliding it towards her.

"Thank you for your help, Leighton. I hope to see you around." With that he places a gentle kiss on her cheek and a small huff of air escapes when he chuckled. Her skin broke out in goosebumps and she watched as Taehyung left the bar, hands in his pockets. Leighton sighed and envied the woman who caught his eye first, shoving the envelope of money into her small purse.

"Lucky girl."