Confiscated Despairs | Jiminjeong

seven [ft. JK] [M]

Author's Note

I'm sorry, I just couldn't hold in the temptation to feature BTS' Jeon Jungkook, as Seven is also his new song's title, which will affect the theme of this chapter, and he will appear later on in this chapter, so stay tuned and read this to the end, I tried my best to make this chapter the theme of his song.. which is clearly not a family-friendly topic, so if you're too young, please don't read my stories, hah.. I don't want to be a bad influence on young children, even though I'm still a teenager myself, whatever, Take care.

Minjeong

Getting out of the truck, I looked up at the tall office building, but the sunlight quickly affected my eyesight, It was too bright for my eyes, as a muscle memory, I squinted my eyes, walking towards the entrance.

Yeji, Ryujin and Jimin waited for everyone to get out of the truck, as Me, Aeri, Ning, Jeongyeon, Nayeon and Momo was already inside the building, we went in and was immediately greeted by our bodyguards that had been waiting for us, They were like 9 of the men, tall, huge and professional, "I guess they hired better security after what almost happened to you." Ning whispered in my ear, I couldn't hold back my laughter, letting out a silent chuckle, I was grateful that Jimin saved me, but I can't deny that it left me with fears, of it might happening again, who knows, you can't rely on security all the time.

I followed the bodyguards, as they were leading the way, I glanced over my shoulder, seei ng Jimin talk with a girl, they seemed to be enjoying whatever shitty conversation they had, kept making me wonder who the fuck was that? "Tch." I scoffed, trying to ignore her, just walking along with the rest of the group.

As we made our way to the preparation room, all eyes were on us, from ranging from actresses / actors, singers, K-pop artists, background dancers, janitors, staff and many more, We made our way to a gray door, the bodyguards checked before opening it, I looked at Ning who was beside me and she was quite scared, Can't blame her.

The staff separated us, guiding me to a chair where my hairdresser was waiting for me, "Seulgi?" I asked, Surprised at seeing my old friend after such a long time, if you're confused, Seulgi was in the K-pop industry, and she was well-known and still is, We met while I was apart of the industry too, being debuted in a group with Jimin, Ning and Aeri, We were under the same agency so during agency events, we would meet and immediately click, She was an introvert, just like me.

Seulgi chuckled at me, "I got into styling hair, so here I am." She smiled, still with her old bright smile, the same smile that captured the hearts of many, her eyes still squints while she smiles? Makes me feel old recalling these memories.

Without further a do, I took a seat, ready to face whatever hairstyle she'll put me in, I pulled my phone out, as I knew she wasn't a chatter, and so was I.

As I scrolled through social media posts, I came across a post, which explained some kind of " Unsent Project " You can post messages there anonymously to anyone, and it's not even known here in South Korea, so why not trying it?

I waited for my opportunity to write something, and it came when Seulgi went to get something, She left my side and went somewhere in the back, I thought of things to write, and a light bulb went off, Jimin, Yeah, you guessed right.

Sighing, I forced my fingers to write a paragraph I didn't expect I'd be writing, I let my fingers do its thing and yeah.. I barely held back my laugh as I read what I had just wrote.

I made sure to color the note blue, as it was Jimin's favorite color, Looking back at my note, I could see that I might regret posting it one day, but I'll do it anyways.

"To Jimin. I love you, but it's all to complicated to be called love right now."

Taking a deep breath, I glanced at the mirror, where I could see Seulgi at the back coming back with a bag of whatever she had in there, She smiled at me, signaling me to go back to whatever I'm doing.