Park Jimin Daring Wife || PJM ✔️ (COMPLETE)

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Something flickered in Park Jimin’s face. "Yes, I would’ve still come for you-"

"And that is all that matters." She gently said, taking a step closer and softly wrapping her arms around him, settling her hands on his back whilst she nestled her face into his chest, feeling the safety and comfort she always received from him. A smile spread across her lips when she felt his tense muscles relax under her touch and his body becoming less taut.

"I love you." She whispered against his shirt, burying her face upon the silky smooth material. She breathed in deeply and could smell that intoxicating pine and tangerine scent she had come to love.

Park Jimin could feel his heart stop at her words. "Stupid woman." He grumbled under his breath, wrapping his arms around her. He crashed their bodies together in an inseparable embrace. "I love you more." He paused after a few seconds of contemplation, "Exceedingly more." He added on.

Song Areum let out a small giggle and remained quiet. She knew she would not be able to win against his words. A light breeze blew through the slightly opened window, the white curtains fluttering in the wind. She could feel his fingers balling the material of her top, his hands shaking.

"I can’t lose you, Mate. I really can’t fathom such a thing."

Her breath hitched in her throat, tears stinging her eyes when she heard how broken and defeated he sounded.

She pulled her head back to clearly look at him, but he surprised her by whisking her onto the couch, plopping her onto his lap and burying his face into her shoulder blades.

"Tonight was a close call. I nearly lost you today, just three days before your birthday." He quietly said, his fingers digging into her waist. "Don’t do it again. Don’t wander the streets at night without me, don’t go to deserted areas like the private parking lot. Don’t command my men to not follow you unless it’s the bathroom, and even if it is, bring one of the female bodyguards with you."

Song Areum felt her throat run dry. Before she delivered her words, she wanted to ensure he would not snap at her words. She ran her long, slender fingers through his silky soft hair. She was surprised to see it was slightly parted as if he had run his hands through it multiple times tonight. He reacted to her touches by holding her tighter and pulling her closer.

"Don’t do this, don’t do that, I am not a doll for you to order around." She felt the pressure of his head that was trying to raise itself from her shoulders, but she pushed it back down. "I hate the idea of giving up my independence and freedom just because of a ring that might serve as a priceless and pretty collar, but for the sake of this situation, I am willing to listen." She leaned her face against his head, "However, once we get over this obstacle, I expect that will be the end of your controlling possessiveness."

Park Jimin did not agree. He kept his mouth shut and remained silent.

Song Areum sighed at the stubborn puppy in her arms. This guy...really...he was too much at times. "A relationship is made up of two people who are willing to compromise for each other." She yelped when he suddenly nipped her neck. He truly was a puppy!

"Fine."

A grin broke out on her face. "Really?"

"Don’t make me repeat myself." He snapped, pulling his head back, a gloomy expression on his face. She squealed a bit and threw herself at him, wrapping her arms around his neck, one hand sliding up to pat the back of his head.

Park Jimin’s frosty expression instantly melted.

"Aw, I’m so proud of my little pup, he’s learning how to compromise."