I laid in my bed most of the night, looking at the ceiling or peeking at the mirror. He's probably watching me right now. I can't even be bothered to care.
I sighed and turned a million times before eventually falling asleep at some point in the early morning. As soon as I woke up, I knew I was going to be tired.
But that wasn't it.
I got so used to sleeping with him that I was lost when I woke up alone in my own bed. I tapped around the bed, murmuring his name before I realized that I wasn't with him.
I dragged myself out of the bed tiredly and got ready for school. Just as I was leaving, my phone buzzed.
I scoffed at my screen, looking at the messages.
Unknown
Welcome back home, gorgeousI rolled my eyes, not even bothering to reply to him. A damn child. Welcome back home. What an ass.
I made my way to school and was walking down the hall, dragging my feet behind me and cracking my stiff neck, when I felt two hands on my shoulders, massaging them. I am way past being surprised by him anymore.
'Haven't slept either?' Jimin sounded almost like he's teasing
'Why even bother asking if you know?' I sigh, shaking his hands off, but he only walked to my side and threw his arm completely around my shoulders, pulling me a bit under
'Yowun!' A guy's voice came from ahead, and I looked up to see Yoomin coming over. He's a guy from my class.
'Hi, Yoomin. What's up?' I smile at him
'Hi. Sorry, I just wanted to ask if I could borrow a canvas from you? I'll get you a new one tomorrow, but I just need one for today.'
'Yeah, course. Take what you need.'
'Oh, you're a lifesaver.' He took my hand, bowing deeply. 'Thank you.'
'Let go before I break your hands.' Jimin threatened him in such a sharp tone that both of us got caught off. We both looked at him to see his jaw clenching like crazy, his eyes narrowing at the guy.
'What the hell is wrong with you?' I scowl at him. 'I'm sorry, Yoomin. I think he smacked his head today.' I apologize to the poor guy, still glaring at Jimin
'I am perfectly fine.' Jimin states calmly
'All good. I'm just gonna... yeah.' Yoomin backed away in an instant, kind of running away
'What the-'
He cut me off by stepping nearly on my toes with how close he got into my face. 'Next guy that I see you talking to is gonna join Hoseok in the hospital. Do I make myself clear?'
Right. I forgot about this new Jimin who made an appearance yesterday.
'Next time you threaten a person I speak to will be the last time you have a girlfriend. Do I make myself clear?' I squint back
He smirked lightly, his eyebrow going up a bit. 'Threatening doesn't suit you, love. Especially not those empty threats.' He cupped my face, gently caressing it. 'You wanted controlling. You got it.'
The audacity on this guy.
He pecked me on the lips and walked off without another word, making me want to strangle him. Maybe he wasn't as controlling and crazy as I thought. It could always be worse. Like this.
I didn't even notice Hanni until she smacked me on the forehead, kind of waking me up. 'What's gotten into you?'
'Oh, sorry. It's Jimin.' I blink away the thoughts, focusing on her. 'You look... good?'
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Eyes Wide Shut |PJM FF|
FanfictionA psycopath breathing down your neck is a terrifying thing. Except he showers you with affection instead of fear. What do you need to fear in this scenario? The person, yourself, or your boyfriend's wrath as he slowly unravels all your secrets?