Prophesied love is complicated. Even more so for two stubborn souls with the most unpredictable powers known to their world. It's fate though, so they'll definitely make it. Right?
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"Get off me." I sigh wriggling out of Jimin's hold.
I turn around to face him crossing my arms over my chest as he pouts. "Your good looks and charm are not getting you out of this tonight."
"No?" He grins taking a step towards me.
"No." I chuckle quickly realising why we shouldn't and suddenly my mood has soured even more. "Look Jimin-" I begin before I'm cut off.
"Aw Grey, don't let Yoongi get you down, he's so cynical. He really didn't mean anything by what he said."
"He did. He really thinks I'm going to ruin everything doesn't he?" I laugh humourlessly, "Just cause some file says so?" I trail off.
Jimin sighs throwing his head back and crossing his arms over his chest, "Yes it's all part of that fucking prophecy. None of it's even real, it's a myth. It's really not important." He grumbles.
"Not important? Then why is Jungkook so interested in it?"
"It's not that." He begins sounding fed up already, "Look, he read your file a couple of years ago when Jin was told about you and apparently he read something about himself and now he's convinced that you and him are meant to be together. He's been waiting for you to awaken since."
"Is that why he came to get me? Why I've had a weird connection with him?"
"What do you mean weird connection?" He asks curiously, a flat look on his face.
"It's...never mind...you don't wanna know." I mumble, "I don't even know."
"He didn't try anything with you did he?"
He appears in front of me in a second and I look up at him confused as to why he even asked the question. "What do you mean?" I gulp not daring to make eye contact with him.
"Am I gonna have to make you talk?" He asks quietly, a seductive tone in his voice as he reaches out to me lightly wrapping his arms around my waist.
"Jimin." I warn him feeling more guilty every time he acts like this with me. I just want to give in and enjoy it but I know I can't. No matter how much my head thinks he's a better fit for me, my heart just doesn't agree.
"I could always just read your mind."
"Fine. Yes okay?" I huff knowing he probably already knew the answer before I had to tell him.
