Obsession | winrina

5. Gala

"Kim."

I fell asleep, drifting in my dreamland. My eyelids struck open at the familiar voice muffled on my collarbone. I blinked once then twice, confused at whose voice it was. Was it Minju from my dream? Or was it Jimin on me?

Both were just oddly familiar.

And similar.

Minju had always called me by my surname since that fateful night. She insisted to. And I didn't complain. It's not unusual for me to dream about her. The problem is, however, I can barely remember how her face looks like.

Seeing Jimin this close, it honestly made my heart flutter. There's this urge in me to kiss her in her peaceful sleep, not that anyone can stop me anyway. Really though, is it normal to feel this way for your kidnapper?

Oh wait, she isn't my kidnapper. I was sold by my family, bought by Jimin in cold hard cash.

She owns me now.

I whispered under my breath, I want to own her too.

It seemed automatic for me to cup her exposed cheek and put a chaste kiss on her forehead. She wakes up in the process with a sleepy grin and comes forward to leave a peck on my lips. It's strange but I smiled back.

The captain of the plane announces our soon arrival to Gimpo airport, I was slightly disappointed when Jimin leaves my body and sits on her original seat. We buckled the belts as the red light flashed in front. I held my breath the moment we were about to land, the sickly feeling in my stomach. It was sweet of Jimin though to hold my hand as tight as did while we descended from the sky.

"For you." She says while handing me a metallic silver mask with intricate linings, Roman Greek apparently, one that accentuated my clothing that covers my entire face. My eyes would be the only part of my face visible. We were inside the car now, on the road couple of minutes away from the venue, she tells.

"What is this for?" I asked.

"We are attending a masquerade party." Jimin pulls out another from her side, but hers was a Venetian half mask in metallic blue with a design relatively similar with mine.

"Anything else you want to know?"

It surprised me that she was actually wiling to atiend to whatever boggled my mind but as of the moment, "What's with Mr. Buff dude?" I muttered lowly, careful not to let him hear as he sat across us while keeping his evil stare on me. Aeri was driving the car that time with Yizhou on the co-driver's seat.

"Mr. Buff dude?" She repeats in confusion, "Oh, you mean Kai?" she glances at him for a second, returning the glare he had. "He's one of my dad's henchmen. Dad assigned him to me as bodyguard." She sighs in frustration, "He's a handful, really."

"He seems to dislike me a lot."

She hummed, "Well, let's just say Kai likes me more than he should. He's mad with all the pleasure I give you."

I gulped at her closeness. "Did you..." I trailed not wanting to sound jealous at the thought that maybe they had a past.

"Date?" she finished. It wasn't really the question I had in my head, what I really wanted to say was if they had sex or something before but I nodded instead of reiterating. "No, I only plan to date one person in my life and that is my first love." She looks at me with her usual grin, "You."

My mouth kept shut. Great. It was those butterlies again. I just watched her put on her mask but she struggled tying the knot so I helped her. Once I was done, she grabs mine and puts it on me, tying it herself. She shoves my black bangs that hindered my sight to the back of my ear. The car decreases in speed until it comes to a complete stop. She leans in to place her lips on my covered ones.