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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I slept in Jimin's room again last night not wanting to be alone with my thoughts. I'm so upset with myself. Not only for kissing Jungkook, but for enjoying it and for lying to him about it after. Of course, I also feel guilty for doing it for the simple fact that Jimin thought we were dating now. I can't remember the conversation exactly, but I know this means a lot to him and I hate that I haven't made myself clear. I've led him on way too far.
Jimin was so caring to not even question me after I explained my mistake. I feel terrible. A tear leaves my eye as I lie awake with him behind me holding on so tight. He starts to move around wrapping a leg around mine and pulls me closer releasing an uneasy breath into my neck that he's snuggled in to.
He shudders slightly whispering, "Grey?"
"Jimin?" I say quietly trying to turn to look at him.
"Please...no." He pleads tightening his grip around me.
Is he dreaming?
"Jimin." I say louder, more pressing as I properly turn to look at him.
"But...but I love you." He whispers, his voice cracking.
I try to wake him bringing my hands up to his arm to shake him slightly, "Jimin!"
I watch his eyes flutter open as he looks around him confused until he catches my eye and suddenly loosens his grip.
"Are you okay?" I ask.
"Yeah why?"
"I...I think you were dreaming."
"Did I say something?" He says looking a little embarrassed.
I pause before asking, "You weren't dreaming about me were you?"
"Well...you were there."
"You sounded upset. What happened?"
"I can't even really remember. Don't worry about it okay?"
"Okay." I whisper accepting he must not want to talk about it.
As I sit in the tense silence, I catch him looking down at my neck and instantly looking away again sighing. Is he still annoyed about last night? He was obviously looking at the hickeys Jungkook left on me.
"Jimin, about last night-"
"It's fine Grey." He says cutting me off and rolling onto his back, no longer holding me.
"I want to know where we stand." I say quietly sensing his anger.
"Nothing's changed Grey." He sighs resting his hand on his chest as he looks up to the ceiling.
"Nothings changed?" I say frustrated at his attitude. I sit up slightly continuing on, "Didn't you say I was yours last night?"
