Mine || Winrina

3: Needs (M)

THIRD POV

"KIM Minjeong... Interesting person, aren't you?" Jimin scoffed, Minjeong walked near Jimin, still pointing the knife at her. "I can make you fall in love with me, how is that?" She joked once again, Minjeong knitted her eyebrows together in disbelief. 

"Fuck you." Minjeong looked down, covering her flushed face from her target. She needed to kill her but it sounded impossible -- especially when the target was too beautiful.

"Or I will fuck you on my bed," Jimin added. Minjeong's eyes widened, her cheeks full of a tint of blush, and her mouth opened wide. "What the actual fuck?!" Minjeong cursed, making Jimin smirk. "Yeah, now get out of my fucking room." Jimin grabbed Minjeong's wrist harshly and threw her to the door. "Get out." Minjeong frowned, but she knew she had so many chances to kill her new crush. 

***

AS Minjeong walked down the street, she looked down on her dirty shoes. Fighting the urge to come back to the apartment, she headed to the nearby convenience store and bought some soju bottles. 

"Show me your ID card, please." Minjeong showed her fake ID card, Kang U-Rim, 2001. "Okay, no change," The old man innocently looking at Minjeong. But Minjeong knew the cashier was looking directly at her chest.

Minjeong scoffed and harshly took the soju bottles from the old man. Not leaving an argument, Minjeong ran out of the convenience store. 

Everyone is shit, Minjeong thought. She wanted to be loved, she wanted a home, she wanted attention.

She searched for a nearby bench to sit on, but she found none. She huffed and kept going to her apartment, nothing left in this small world for Minjeong. 

***

ONCE she arrived in front of her room, she was hesitant to unlock the door. She wanted to waste her time outside, not in her room but there was nothing else she could do outside. She unlocked the key and got inside her small room, enough for one person. Kitchen, bathroom, bedroom, and a small kitchen.

She sat down on the couch, opening the soju bottles. One by one, it's all empty. Minjeong was sure she would get a hangover the next morning, but she kept drinking it. Her whole body getting flushed each second and unconscious. Then, the alcohol consumed and took control of the girl's body.

She went to her room and closed the door harshly right after she got in. She didn't think anything but the idol.

She cursed at herself not to fall in love with the pretty target, then she would get the money. She took out her phone from her pocket, searching for Jimin's name on the internet.

"Fuck, s-she is so hot." She cursed after lying on the bed. She watched the fancam and when the video showed her half-open chest, Minjeong got turned on. "Ugh..." Minjeong slapped her cheek to disturb her, "Why-why did I watch this video?"

But, other parts came out and she couldn't handle herself. Her right hand sneaked into her pants. She gulped when Jimin— in the video, touched the dancer's body part. Minjeong unzipped her pants and rubbed her clothed core.

The shorter girl squirmed a little as she slid down her finger inside her underwear. She tried to handle herself, rubbing her clit only. But, it wasn't enough. Her tiny whines and whimpers became louder and louder. Her eyes closed as the friction was enough to stimulate her. 

Hah... P-please, Jimin..., Minjeong moaned.

 She threw her phone to the edge of the bed, still illuminated by Jimin's video. Her thrusts got faster and deeper, and her knuckles hit her crotch.