"Why does my heart cry?
Feelings I can't fight
You're free to leave me, but just don't deceive me
And please
believe me when I say I love you"El Tango de Roxanne - Moulin Rouge
(the girlies KNOW I loved this song/movie/play b4 TikTok, not that it matters but STILL) (Omg I can't stop yapping I started listening to this and writing and OMG ITS SO JERA ITS THEM)Spice - O - Meter: 🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️ oh shi oh 💨🛠️🔥 THE SPICE O METER IS BROKEN 🚑 lol is this hyping it up too much!?
Aera
🥀"Pompous ass. I don't need to be original when u see right through you."
Love, he had called her. Oh, the irony.
Aera's blood still pulsed wildly in her veins. All she could think about was watching that stunning woman place her mouth on his, a mouth that had been hers alone a week prior.
She wanted to scream. She wanted to throw herself at the man and turn his clothes into ribbons as he had done to her skin.
Aera felt defeated. He had spoken about needing her earlier in the day, and then within hours, he was kissing another woman. Within hours, he was handing a stranger his blood like it was nothing.
Like they weren't already bound through blood.
It was the highest offense, and he did not seem to care. No. He looked pretty content with himself, as he ordered another glass of brandy.
"And was it you see Aera?" He made conversation like she wasn't ready to rip out his throat, instead staring at the amber liquid in his hand before taking a sip.
She wondered if he would carry the same tone if she walked away and sat on one of the young sailor's laps. Her lips twitched at the thought.
"An idiot who thought with his dick instead of his mind." She reprimanded him without reproach. "Blood holds power, life." Her voice trailed off, before burning up again. Jimin's eyes caught her own, his attention pulled back to her. "Meaning. Giving it out willingly is like asking for someone to send a stake through your heart. Either you know how foolish it was and don't care, or you planned to help Nox in some way right in front of my face."
Aera should thank herself. She had given him the reigns to go find another woman and he had. That was her answer. The Jimin that could want only her, the Jimin that would fill her with excitement and trepidation, the Jimin that could fight her one moment and whisk her heart away did not exist.
So why did she want to erase the last hour? The last decade? She wanted to cut him open and pull out any thought of another woman from inside of him. There, I said it. Her skin felt so hot, she was sure it would soon melt. She quickly gestured to the bartender to grab her some wine, and he carefully poured her a heavy glass.
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Ruthless | Jimin
Fanfiction"I thirst for your hatred. I will drink it from you like the finest of wines." Solace Novella