Eyes Wide Shut |PJM FF|

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I was in shock for days after, unable to accept what happened. The ring on my finger was a constant reminder that I wasn't making it up, but it also kept reminding me of his parents and their absolute distaste about our relationship. But ever since then, they haven't been around. Not even Jungkook could reach them. And they haven't cut Jimin off yet, which I'm more than thrilled about. I would never forgive myself.

What I'm not thrilled about is telling Haneul about this. Or my own parents. There's just so much going on. Him on the other hand... he doesn't seem to think about anything else but this band of diamonds he placed on my hand.

He keeps kissing the ring on my finger any chance he gets, and he seems to want me about 50 times more than he did before, which I didn't even think was possible.

'Mmmm... no can do.' He smiled against my lips as he grabbed my wrist to stop me from pushing him away. 'I need more of you.'

'You can have all of me once we're out of here.' I tried to bargain, but it's not working

'But I need you now.' He breathed out, strengthening the arm around my back. 'Just one more. Please. It's the least you can do when I've been so generous.'

FLASHBACK FROM 3 DAYS AGO

'I don't want to wear it to academy. Or at all.'

'What? Why? Do you not like it? But I had it custom ma-'

'No, you maniac!' I had to stop his rambling because he was getting all worked up. 'I'm afraid I'll get robbed or lose it. It's way too expensive.'

'I don't care if you lose it. I'll buy you a new one. 10 new ones.' He pleaded and held the ring firmly on my finger, not letting me take it off

'I also haven't told Hanni yet. If I show up with it, she's gonna kill me.' I chuckled at my explanation, but he only seemed sad

'Are you ashamed of what people would think? Afraid? Are you... embarrassed of me?'

Well, he's not completely wrong. I'm 21. If I walk into school with a massive rock on my finger, I'll be pregnant by the second class. It's not like 21 year olds get married so damn early. But I'm more worried about Haneul.

'No, Jimin.' I placed my hand on his face. 'I'm not embarrassed or ashamed. I love you. If I didn't, I wouldn't have this ring on my hand.'

'But I want people to know you're mine. That you belong to me. That I own you - your heart.' He corrected himself before getting another fight under his belt. At least he's leaning. Or trying. Either way, I'm proud of him. 'Please wear it. For me.'

'How about a compromise?'

'I'm listening.' He nodded, letting me continue

'Let me tell Hanni first. She is my best friend, after all.'

'Okay.' He smiled at me

'I don't think you understand what I mean, Jimin. I didn't mean just this.' I wiggle my ring finger. 'I want to tell her about us. You. All of it. She's gonna find out eventually, but I'd rather she-'

'Okay.' He repeats, tucking a piece of my hair behind my ear

'Really??' I did not think he'd agree

'If that's what you want to do, then do it, baby. But I have a condition.'

'Don't worry. I'll wear the ring. Proudly so. I just want to tell her first.' I cut in

'I would have glued it to your finger if you didn't.' He jokes. I hope. 'But, that's not what I wanted to ask. I want you to move in with me.'

I suppose it makes sense. We're together all the time anyway. For God's sake, we're engaged. And he's been working on the boundaries I asked him for. He's even working on his temper. Most days.